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 237: Simple, Yet Perfect Murder Case (Nine)
Chen Xiao looked vacantly, glanced at Old Xing and said, "How to kill? That depends on your understanding of the act of killing."
As he spoke... he unconsciously licked his lips, "For example... accidentally, you knock over a flower pot from the window, and it happens to kill a woman below, is that considered murder?"
Old Xing, having been in the police force for so many years, didn't think twice before answering: "Falling object from a high altitude, involuntary manslaughter, there's no question about it."
Chen Xiao nodded: "Hmm, of course, there's no question about it, but let's add another factor, what if the woman was your girlfriend? Oh oh, I know you don't have that sort of thing, I mean hypothetically, and, you just had a quarrel with this non-existent woman last week. Of course, you really didn't want to kill her, it's just another coincidence, how would you judge this then?"