The bells on the toes of Detective Tinsel’s pointed shoes jingled as he crunched through the first winter snow that had just fallen in the last hour. Steam rose from the cup of hot cocoa he drank in place of his regular seven o’clock breakfast. He met two other elves in the alley behind the gift wrapping warehouse. Inspector Garland stood beside a fellow elf with tears sparkling down his rosy cheeks.
The Inspector introduced the teary-eyed elf beside him, “This is Sprinkle. He found the deceased.” All three stared at the crumpled body of an elf in the middle of the alley. “The body was discovered beside the dumpster,” He pointed to an indent in the snow covered ground matching the dead elf’s size and shape.
“I came out just a few minutes ago to empty the garbage,” said Sprinkle. When I saw him lying in the snow, I pulled him into the middle of the alley to get help. As soon as I pulled him under the street lights, I knew I was too late and called the Inspector. His name is Jingle; we worked together in gift wrap.”
The Inspector interrupted, “Time of death was between Midnight and 1 am. Looks like poison. There are no signs of attack. We are calling it suicide.”
“What makes you think it was suicide?” asked Detective Tinsel.
Sprinkle answered, “Everyone knew Jingle wasn’t a very jolly worker. He hated gift wrap and really wanted a promotion to toy making. Last night, our boss transferred him to gift tags. I knew he was mad, but I never thought he’d take his own life!”
“He didn’t,” said Detective Tinsel. “He was murdered.”
How did Detective Tinsel know it was murder?
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ANSWER
The Inspector introduced the teary-eyed elf beside him, “This is Sprinkle. He found the deceased.” All three stared at the crumpled body of an elf in the middle of the alley. “The body was discovered beside the dumpster,” He pointed to an indent in the snow covered ground matching the dead elf’s size and shape.
“I came out just a few minutes ago to empty the garbage,” said Sprinkle. When I saw him lying in the snow, I pulled him into the middle of the alley to get help. As soon as I pulled him under the street lights, I knew I was too late and called the Inspector. His name is Jingle; we worked together in gift wrap.”
The Inspector interrupted, “Time of death was between Midnight and 1 am. Looks like poison. There are no signs of attack. We are calling it suicide.”
“What makes you think it was suicide?” asked Detective Tinsel.
Sprinkle answered, “Everyone knew Jingle wasn’t a very jolly worker. He hated gift wrap and really wanted a promotion to toy making. Last night, our boss transferred him to gift tags. I knew he was mad, but I never thought he’d take his own life!”
“He didn’t,” said Detective Tinsel. “He was murdered.”
How did Detective Tinsel know it was murder?
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The body had left an impression in the recently fallen snow, rather than a bare spot. Since the time of death was prior to the snow fall, the elf had been killed in a different location and later moved to beside the dumpster.
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