Clown Game
It was one thing to have my hands and feet securely tied, but why was my mouth also sealed? I should at least have been able to make a noise! Why was I confined in a mental asylum? Why did it seem like everyone was afraid of me? Why... do I feel like laughing?---------------- This is a story where Holmes and the Joker wreak havoc on the SCP Foundation. I hope everyone will enjoy it!
Chapter 181 Story (Penultimate Chapter)
In a slightly surprised gaze from the other person, Chen Xiao revealed a standard Chen's smile, "Oh, so that's how it is. If Chief Paine's information is like this, then I need to go over my deductions again."
As he spoke, he licked his lips, "I want to ask... which bar... was it the first time Andrew met the witness?"
"50 points." The TV set spoke, and as soon as its words ended, Chen Xiao's cell phone received the answer.
He looked down at it briefly.
"Hehehe..." Then he let out a shrill, grating laugh, "Though you've got plenty of clues, there's a very key one you missed... the scene in Andrew's bedroom! I wonder if you noticed that, aside from an extremely brief shot at the beginning of the story by his bed, there have been no more images of his bedroom... hehe... it's no wonder,
...
because right there, in the corner of his bedroom, on the floor... was blood everywhere!!!!
Yes, that's right, Mr. Andrew committed murder.