《Killer Bay》Death at the Circus
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"Hey, Adalet! Is it true you've already solved a murder AND a robbery? And we've only just arrived in Paradise City!" Amy remarked, impressed.
"I wouldn't say we stopped a robbery, more like we're on the way to stopping one," Adalet corrected.
"And guess what: I've just heard that the circus is in town! Adalet, can we go and have a quick look? The circus is such a fascinating world - the animals, the clowns, the magicians... Pretty please?" she begs, giving the older woman her best puppy dog eyes and pout.
The captain laughed, "yes, we can go to the circus!"
She clapped her hand in excitement, "great! Surely nothing bad can come from a quick stroll by the circus and some cotton candy! Let's go!"
"I knew that was going to jink us..." Adalet sighs as she looks up at the body hanging from the ceiling.
"Oh no, Adalet! That girl... she was hung by the neck with that red rope! She's... dead!" Amy gasped, taking in the blue tint of the unknown woman's face.
"The way she's suspended above the stage, it's like someone put her on display on purpose..." she remarked.
"Adalet, there's no doubt this wasn't an accident - it's another murder!" she agreed, "but I see you're already onto something, Adalet! The acrobat on that poster you found looks like the victim, the costumes are identical... And there's a name on the poster, too: "Annie Capri"! We've identified our victim, Adalet!"
"And check this out," Adalet points to the addition recently made to the poster, "someone wrote "Die" on this poster! It's a threat from the killer!"
"And the poster has some white substance smeared on it! Could you collect a sample?" Amy inquired before spotting the other item the captain was holding, "wait, you've picked up a megaphone? I see, there's some faded writing on it. Go on, work your magic so we can read it!"
Adalet examines the victim's promotional poster first. She scraped off a sample of the flaky, white powder substance and transferred it into a dish for transport.
"Nicely done, Adalet! You collected a white substance from the poster you found at the circus! Let's get it to Yann!" Amy says while taking the sample to hold onto it.
With the poster finished, Adalet picked up the yellow megaphone. Grabbing her brush she dusted the side of the megaphone and brushed it until it was covered in the black powder. Shaking the powder off, they could now see the name printed on the megaphone in a circus-inspired font.
"Adalet, the megaphone you found at the crime scene has the owner's name written on it: "Ziegfeld"!" Amy read.
"If Ziegfeld works in a circus and has a megaphone, chances are he's the ringmaster!" Adalet guessed, looking around, "so it won't be hard to track down Mr. Ziegfeld and ask him about the victim! Let's go!"
Leaving the scene of the murder, Adalet and Amy exited the circus tent and began searching for the ringmaster. They found Orsino Ziegfeld near the entrance to the fairgrounds setting up the ticket booth.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, children of all ages! Welcome to Paradise Circus!" the ringmaster greeted them with a tip of his hat once Adalet had gotten his attention, "Orsino Ziegfeld at your service: how may I entertain you, Capt. Adalet?"
"We're here on serious business, Mr. Ziegfeld. We're is investigating the murder of Annie Capri. She performed in your circus as an acrobat, correct?" Adalet inquired.
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"What?! Annie's dead? But... she was my most breathtaking attraction! Annie was the most amazing acrobat who ever walked the earth... I mean the air! She was going to turn my circus into the most spectacular show in town!" Orsino praised sadly, "what am I going to do without her, Capt. Adalet? The circus is a tough world, and talented artists are hard to find!"
"Well... you can help us find her killer!" Amy offered, "when did you last see Annie, Mr. Ziegfeld?"
"After last night's show, all the artists went to a rooftop party," he answered, "of course, none of them thought to invite me! If I find out any of them harmed Annie, I'll unleash the tigers on them, Capt. Adalet!"
"Hmm," Amy hums as they return to their vehicle, "Mr. Ziegfeld sounds genuinely upset that Annie's dead. Apparently, she was a talented acrobat..."
"Yes, and he also mentioned a rooftop party that Annie must have gone to. Let's go and check it out!" Adalet decided, climbing into the driver's seat.
After a quick text to Roxie, they got the address for the rooftop party which occurred the night before. Climbing the fire escape to the roof, Adalet and Amy searched it for anything that could help their investigation. They found a large wooden trunk overflowing with colourful costumes and props near the building's skylight, and some torn paper beside the steps leading down onto the roof.
"So, we know the victim was at a party here last night... Any new leads on her murder, Adalet?" Amy inquired.
"There's this box of costumes," Adalet kicked it with her foot, "and some torn paper!"
"A box full of costumes? Looks like a good place to hide something... can you search through it, Adalet?" she asked, "and you're so good at restoring torn pieces like these, you'd put a magician to shame!"
Looking through the costume box first they found it to be filled with mostly theatre masks but there were also some fake mustaches and feather headdresses mixed in. Hidden among all of the accessories was a red balloon twisted in the shape of a dog.
"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls! The world-famous Capt. Adalet presents... a balloon animal? Found in the box on the rooftop!" Amy announced just like the ringmaster had.
"Planning a career change, Amy?" Adalet teased, "you'd make a great barker!"
"Sorry, Adalet..." she apologized sheepishly, "I know this is a serious clue... there's even some faded writing on the balloon. Can you make it readable again?"
"Let's see.." she quickly dusts the body of the balloon animal, "it reads, "Coco says: play nice, Annie!" That message was intended for our victim!"
"But that name, "Coco"... That doesn't sound like a real name at all! Someone named Coco, who writes on balloon animals..." she pondered the possibilities.
"Coco must be a clown in the circus!" Adalet guessed, "I may have only visited the circus a few times growing up, but the clowns always had balloon animals on them!"
"Well, hopefully, Mr. Coco can still give you some serious answers, even if he's a clown. Let's go talk to him!"
Before going to visit Coco, Adalet examined the torn pieces of paper first. Taping the pieces back together they saw that it was another promotional poser of the victim, Annie's smiling face looking back at them. But someone had written a harsh message in the empty space below the woman's profile in bold orange marker.
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"It's a photo of our victim!" Adalet says, showing Amy the poster, "someone wrote a message on the poster... "Annie, YOU are the freak!" And it's signed by "The Hanoi Sisters"..."
"Hmm, who do you think these Hanoi Sisters might be, Adalet?" Amy wondered.
"Hello, Capt. Adalet! We heard our name... what can we do for you?"
Turning to face the new arrival Adalet and Amy came face to face with not one but two people, conjoined twins to be exact. The two women were identical and fused together at the right and left shoulder respectively and continuing down from their shared torso right to their feet. They had on custom red and gold leotard and heavy matching eye make-up.
"Eeee!" Amy shrieked.
"Are you alright, miss?" the twin on the left asked in concern.
"Y... yes. Sorry," she apologized in embarrassment, "I've just never seen conjoined twins before!"
"Don't worry," the twin on the right smiles, "we're used to people staring at us. We're one of the attractions of the circus!"
"We are literally joined at the hip," her sister explained, shaking their shard hips, "so we have to go everywhere together. But we also have two heads, so we don't always agree on everything!"
"Hey, it's YOU who-"
"Oh don't you dare start that again!"
"Ladies, please!" Adalet held up her hands to stop the impending bickering "we need to talk to you about this picture you sent to Annie. We're investigating her murder! How about we start with introductions? I'm Capt. Adalet and this is my partner, Officer Amy."
"I'm Hanoi Mai," the right twin introduced.
"And I'm Hanoi Thu," the left twin says, following her sister's lead.
"Pleasure to meet you both," she smiled, "alright, ladies, what can you tell us about this picture? Why did you call Annie a freak?"
"We were just teasing her!" Thu explains, "Annie was full of herself, like most beautiful girls. She thought having only one head made her better than us!"
"So you were jealous of her?" Amy inferred.
"I wasn't... but my sister was!" Mai says, pointing her finger at her twin.
"What?! You said you hated her!" Thu shot back.
"Ladies!" Amy yelled, "if we find out you killed Annie, both of you will go to jail, so there's no use fighting!"
Leaving the twins to settle their bickering, Adalet and Amy descend the fire escape with their clues in hand.
"Adalet, I'd never met conjoined twins before! Imagine being stuck with someone for your whole life! I mean, Frank is hard enough to tolerate for fifteen minutes!" Amy complained.
"Yeah, I love Magnus, but I'd never want to share a body with him!" Adalet snorted, thinking of her own twin, "but you know just as well as I do, there are many strange things in life... and more in a circus!"
"But I can't imagine what else this investigation will turn up!" she admits as they reach the bottom of the fire escape.
Returning to the circus, Adalet and Amy found Coco the clown outside of the main tent, which now had police tape across the entrance. The clown was scratching his head in confusion but his look turned sour when he spotted them.
"What do you want? The circus isn't open yet!" Coco shouted at them.
Amy faltered at the harsh tone, "well, I... I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Coco, but we have some bad news."
"Bad news? I hope it's not a busload of schoolchildren," he complained, "I'm not in the mood to work overtime!"
"I'm afraid it's been worse, Coco. Annie Capri has been murdered," Adalet informed him, nodding at the tapped-off circus tent.
"Annie's dead? Great!" Coco gave them a wide smile, "that's one less person pointing and laughing at me today! Anything else?"
"You're happy that your colleague died? That's very insensitive, even for a... grumpy clown like you! Not to mention suspicious!" Amy says, shocked.
"Did you have a workplace conflict with Annie? Is that what you meant by your message on the balloon animal, telling her to "play nice"?" Adalet asked as she held up the balloon animal.
"Ah, Capt. Adalet, you don't know anything about circus life! Being laughed at isn't so easy! Especially when it's your fellow artists who make fun of you!" Coco complained with a shrug, "now excuse me, I have to practice falling over my own shoes for tonight's performance. Come back tonight if you like! Or don't, what do I care?"
"Hello, Adalet! I hear things are a bit up in the air with your latest investigation. Especially the victim!" Roxie jokes.
"Roxie, do you have a bad pun for every imaginable way a person can die?" Amy asked seriously.
"If so, you should write a book!" Adalet suggested, "I'd buy it for Nathan!"
Roxie hums in thought, "I might have to... If I do, you girls can have the first copies! Anyway, for this murder, I have TWO! You could also say the poor victim's life was hanging by a thread! Not only was she suspended in mid-air by those silk ropes... but the silk rope served as the murder weapon to strangle her!"
"So, a circus artist was killed with her own props..." she summarized, "but what about the killer? Did you find anything that can narrow down the search?"
"I did find a strange chemical in the strangulation wounds, which must have been transferred from the rope the killer used. It turned out to be fruit syrup diluted in water!" she explains, "the molecular structure of the solution indicated that the water was frozen! Which led me to believe that the mixture was... shaved ice!"
"Shaved ice? You mean those colourful icy desserts sold near amusement parks and... circuses? That makes sense..." Amy says, making a note of the new evidence, "so we're dealing with a killer who eats shaved ice... Well, their sweet tooth will be their downfall, Adalet!"
"We'll have to celebrate with some shaved ice after they're behind bars," Adalet declared, "but for now. Let's go check in with Yann!"
After thanking Roxie for her work, Adalet and Amy left the morgue and walked across the station to the forensic lab to get Yann's results on the strange white substance they'd sent him.
"Hello, Adalet, Amy!" Yann greeted as the two women entered his lab, "I hear you ran away with the circus... only to bring back more lab work for me!"
Adalet grinned, "I wouldn't want you to get bored, Yanny!"
He smirked, "anyway, the white powdery substance you collected from the poster was a highly purified form of calcium carbonate... commonly known as limestone. To be exact, the soft, powdery variety of limestone the killer left on the poster is chalk!"
"So the killer uses chalk? Maybe they like to play hopscotch when they aren't killing people..." Amy suggested, "but only until we catch them!"
"Adalet, this case has more surprises than a magician's box!" Amy complains as they stood before their suspect line-up, "we've found an acrobat hung from the circus ceiling, murdered. But who could have done it?"
"Coco the clown, wasn't on good terms with Annie... But grumpiness could just be his personality," Adalet shrugged.
"Or do you think clowns get burnt out, too?" she wondered, "and the Hanoi Sisters were clearly jealous of Annie: she was pretty, successful... and perhaps cruel to the sisters because of their rare condition..."
"Adalet! I've just found out your victim called the police before she died! She said her life was in danger!" Hannah cried as she came running into the office, "according to the call log, the line got cut off before Annie could say anything else... but the interesting thing is that she wasn't calling from the circus!"
"So Annie knew someone was after her and fled the circus? Hannah, we need to know where she went!" Adalet orders.
The tech expert pulled up a map of Paradise City while working on her tablet, "I know. That's why I checked the cell tower data and found the call was made from the Wax Wonders wax museum. Big rip-off, if you ask me, but that's where Annie called from!"
Hannah points to the red dot she had added to the map and pulled up the webpage for the wax museum to the side of it.
"A wax museum? You mean those places where you can see wax lookalikes of celebrities?" Amy shivered, "I've always found them creepy!"
"Jones dragged me to a taxidermy shop once, never again!" Adalet proclaimed, "but if our victim went to hide in that wax museum, we'd better go and have a look around!"
After inputting the address for the wax museum into their GPS, Adalet and Amy drove out to the address Annie's distress call had come from. Entering the colourful, brightly lit building the partners walked through the exhibits of wax mannequins. When they reached the main room, Adalet and Amy split up to search for clues.
Adalet found a cardboard box filled with spare parts for various mannequins in the museum in front of the stage featuring Elvis. Amy found a torn poster draped over the rail of the Marilyn Monroe display, and finally, Hunter carefully picked up a pink cellphone off the ground with her mouth and carried it over to her master.
"So, Adalet, did you find any trace of Annie's presence in this museum?" Amy inquired as she came over holding her own find.
"Hunter found a cellphone," Adalet replies, taking the device out of the dog's mouth, "it could be Annies!"
"Let's unlock it quickly so we can access the data!" she says while holding up the banner, "And this banner shows our victim's face!"
"But who is the man with her?" she wondered, noticing the man featured beside the victim with red make-up on his face.
Amy turned the banner around to get a better look, "do you think you could find his name in the database, Adalet?"
"Shouldn't be too hard," Adalet responded, working on unlocking the cellphone, "there's also this box!"
"I don't know what you expect to find in this box, but I'll let you look through it, you've always been faster than me!" she grinned.
"Well then, you can hold on to the phone while I do that!" she handed the rookie the now unlocked cellphone.
"Good work unlocking the phone, Adalet! Let's send it to Hannah!"
With Amy holding the cell phone, Adalet dug into the box of spare parts. Holding back a curse when she saw some fake glass eyes staring back at her, she kept searching through the wigs, blocks of unmelted wax, and other fake body parts until she found a black top hat with a red ribbon and the Paradise Circus logo printed on top of it.
"What did you find in that box of spare parts? A top hat? Isn't it just a prop for the statues?" Amy questions, seeing a few mannequins featuring the same type of accessory.
Adalet flipped the hat over to show her the logo, "not if it belongs to Paradise Circus!"
"Oh, of course, there's the circus logo on the top! It must belong to Orsino Ziegfeld, the circus master!" she guessed, "but... how could his hat have ended up here, in the wax museum? Do you think Ziegfeld followed Annie here and lost his hat while he was spying on her?"
"Only one way to find out," Adalet replies, opening her case to get her tablet, "question Mr. Ziegfeld about this!"
Searching up Paradise Circus's website, Adalet navigated to the page featuring all of their performers. She scrolled through the various images of performers until she came across one featuring Annie and the mystery man. Looking at the caption below the picture she saw that the man's name was Mikey Bolero and that he and the victim were acrobats together.
"So the man on the circus banner with Annie is another acrobat: Mikey Bolero. He was Annie's stage partner!" Adalet told Amy, showing her the performance picture of the two flying through the air.
"Hmm, he certainly looks like he can dazzle the audience, this Mikey..." Amy twirls a piece of her hair before looking awkward, "I mean... we must question Mr. Bolero about our victim! Let's go, Adalet!"
Heading back over to the circus after dropping the cellphone off at the station for Hannah to analyze, Adaalet and Amy tracked down Orsino first to ask him about how his hat ended up in the wax museum.
"Roll up, roll up, ladies and ge-"
"Mr. Ziegfeld," Amy interrupted, looking unamused, "we found this hat in the wax museum. It looks amazingly like the one you have on your head. Did you go to the museum recently?"
Orsino began sweating when he saw Adalet holding his hat up, "well... As a matter of fact, I did, yes. Thanks for bringing me my spare hat back, officers."
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