Well, Reginald.... the situation isn't quite as black and white as you may think.
After all, look at where we find ourselves. Locked in a dangerous game of survival, of life and death. Attempting murder becomes incentivized more and more each night, the offered boons only growing in both number...
Well, Reginald, I admire your dedication to Mr. Greenwood's dignity. A commendable trait, to be sure.
I'll place my own vote then, as a means of securing the one that I believe to be the true killer.
##Vote: Shmaluigi
Now then, with that out of the way... I owe Mr. Fielder an apology. Er...
Hm. Well, perhaps the game truly is afoot after all. The Golden Phanto himself... Leaving a card before we even departed.
...Mr. Moretti. What exactly did you do for work before arriving here to work as our photographer?
Now that the matter of the theft is mostly resolved, with no thanks given to Shmaluigi, we find ourselves with ample room to examine the remaining crime, which frankly is also probably of vastly more import, considering the incentive.
That's right, I speak of the murder.
I want to make one...
...Yes, I believe you'll find that Miss Blumenthal has quite the "unique" taste in fiction. I was even treated to a sample of her magnum opus: Heart of Gold, in which the Golden Phanto himself presumably goes on to-
...Well, there are children posting here aren't there? I should probably take...
When it comes to the murder, I've got nary a clue, but when it comes to the theft... I feel confident placing a vote at this point, even if only to force the man to talk. ##Vote: Shmaluigi
Do you have any idea how long it took me to write that post just before? All my effort, invalidated in a single instant! Blown away by the winds, just like my paycheck!
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No!
...After making my accusation towards Mr. Shmaluigi, I decided to take a look at this sequence of events myself, applying as much of my detective's intuition as I could, and despite my paradoxical attempts to accuse her of the crime earlier, I deduce that it indeed would be...
Yes, I think it's time to reveal what I've been considering this whole time to the public eye.
...Mr. Shmaluigi. I've got a theory, if you'll humor me for but a single moment. You claim that you cannot show off the "Perry the Platypus" costume under any circumstances, yet we both know that's...
Aha! This is interesting then - as I took mine from the stage, not the prop room. I wonder where our mysterious machine has gone?
Is there, perhaps, more than one fog machine in the Herbarium then?
I loathe to ask this, as I admit it to be a gross invasion of privacy, but...
@Shmaluigi - Please allow us to inspect your room along with any costumes you have in your possession. It is a matter of grave import considering your claim that the platypus was merely a costume and the appearance of...
Now that my deduction is out in the wild, I shall ask another question: How does the wound compare to any of the table legs in Cepheus? Check it against a board with a large nail inside too, out of personal curiosity.
At long last - someone attempted to steal the Fortuna Shard from right under our noses. It was a set of conveniences, you see, which disrupted Reginald and I's plan to guard the treasure, and perhaps out of mere spite for that alone, I'm determined to catch our thief in the act.
Now... It may...
Well, as Poll Committee Chairperson for this term, our Poll Committee election closed just a short time ago, and after a day of deliberation, I would like to congratulate the following individuals for making the cut.
Introducing... the 13th Poll Committee:
@Shmaluigi
@TPG (2)
@Turboo
@Kim...
Right. I've kept this question dangling long enough, in part due to the... unique situation that befell us with regards to our enigmatic "captain" and the circumstances around Mr. Scarre and Mr. Brennan.
If it's answers you seek, Mr. Enomoto... I shall reveal all you wish to know.
...
Do the vacuums have a blow function?
I'd like to repeat the experiment, but instead of throwing the bag I shall expel the contents of the vacuum with said function all over Mr. Ashengrotto while I hold a lighter to the spray.
Dr. Bushroot has brought something to my attention, something important that I would like to try. The case may depend on it, in fact.
I would like to smash a bottle on the ground, then use one of your vacuums from the custodial services to vacuum up the broken glass along with some of the dirt...
Well, we've spent enough time on this, have we not?
I'm referring of course, to the death of Mr. Brennan, a matter which should have been settled quite a long time ago. You see... I believe that we may have gotten this one right the first time. Indeed... one of our very first suspects may well...
Aha! One moment, doctor. I'm afraid... you're incorrect. You see, there's another place we may find fresh soil aboard this ship, and no, it's not your very own cabin. I'm afraid, in fact, that we've been overlooking it the entire time.
...Mr. Greenwood. While Miss Blumenthal assures me that...
Hmm... Well, I doubt my testimony will be of much use to the murder, but it should clear up a mystery that's fallen to the wayside a touch. You see, Mr. Greenwood, I had planned a daring gambit, with the aim of drawing out our suspected platypus and forcing him to confess to his mysterious...
...Someone may have already investigated this, and forgive me if that is the case, but...
What if I attempt to ignite some nitrogen-based fertilizer from the Herbarium?
An admirable attempt at subterfuge, but this little rabbit appears to be smarter than expected. Who would have guessed that his boxlike, metallic head did indeed contain a brain? Oh well, it's no matter.
Instead, let's have some fun with chemistry!
So, regardless of what we've been...
Something just occurred to me.
In the prop room... would there happen to be any pyrotechnics? Does the powder compare to any part of any of these pyrotechnic devices if so?
Excellent work, I never doubted you for a moment!
But this is rather worrying, is it not? A mysterious surprise murder, with less time to solve than our other running case, at that. We've found ourselves in quite a rough patch indeed.
But! I believe that if we focus primarily on the matter...
Well, in moments like this one, it's important not to lose composure. We must remain perfectly calm and examine the situation at hand in detail before deducing the truth.
Now, with that in mind...
What the bloody hell is happening here?
...I'll take down and examine the body, I suppose...
...So, Mr. Moretti has gone missing, has he?
Well, well, Reginald. It looks like we've got another mystery on our hands. What do you think, shall we give the murder investigation a break and focus on our missing person? Or shall we stay the course?
Ah yes, there was something I hadn't yet attended to, right.
Mr. Enomoto. You asked me after yesterday's case as to whether I knew beforehand that the events currently plaguing our summer vacation would transpire. However, to that end, I have a question I must ask you first.
My friend... how...
Just out of curiosity's sake, following Ms. Geist's investigation into the matter... I'll fashion myself a run-of-the-mill molotov cocktail using spirits, a cloth, and a lighter, then I'll toss it at poor Dr. Acraman. How do the burns compare to the victim?
I apologize for the further...
When in doubt... always fall back on an autopsy.
I would like to check the body. Allegedly, his limbs are separated in some form, but do they appear to have been cut? Blown off by some form of explosive? Is he burned?
While I loathe the notion of taking "shots in the dark", with the lack of a better option, I'll simply have to hope that the dark I'm shooting at... is our killer's black heart.
##Vote: Mr. Ashengrotto
As we round out today's case... A new possibility has emerged, absurd as it may be at first glance. BBdori, or... "Rei", or whatever you wish to be called now, I must offer my deepest apologies, for it seems as though you may in fact be yet another victim - one of circumstance!
Now...
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Ah, don't mind me. I've just found myself adrift in thought whilst enjoying the soothing warmth of tea.
Speaking of... I believe I can find some more in the "Kirakiraboshi", if I'm not mistaken. I believe a certain Mr. Ashengrotto has attested to that fact. Does there...
Now, now, calm down, the both of you. That was only one of my two theories, after all. While it is still a possibility, I'll admit that there's a certain lack of... timeframe that would be required in order to set up a trap like that before the phone call went out. Indeed, upon recounting Mr...
I'll oblige Dr. Coyle, though I'm sure I already know the answer.
I would like to call the phone in the Nautical Adventure while she stands in the Exhibition Room. Can she hear it clearly?
Well, it's been long enough now, hasn't it? For now, I'm afraid we may have all the evidence we'll find, so I won't hold off any longer. I've formulated a theory, of course, but I still feel as though some pieces are missing... Nonetheless, we can take a few steps back from the puzzle on display...
Now that we know what we know about the lanterns, it's time to identify that burned scent!
I'd like to fill another lantern with ammonia, and then another lantern with bleach, and light the wicks of both - in separate rooms of course. Do either of them smell like the unknown burned substance in...
Only one more thing then, though it may have already been asked.
Is the lantern broken or damaged in any way, and are the lanterns normally airtight if so?
Quite the riveting film, enthralling even. I have to commend whichever screenwriter came up with the whole "hot tub" bit, perhaps the most creative use for a lightning gun I've yet seen!
But I'm afraid a question of mine's been overlooked in all the excitement: Namely whether anything in the...
Now, now, don't be so hasty, my friend. There's a few questions I believe we need to seek answers to before we start slinging around accusations. Namely... where the lantern is positioned relative to the body, and whether anything in the room smells of bleach.
I can feel a deduction coming on...
Well, while I'm here, I may as well investigate in the traditional Killing Game way - horrific abuse of corpses for the purposes of identifying wounds. The coroner's office would kill me for this, were I back home.
I would like to fetch a bowl from the Kitchen and fill it with bleach, then pick...
Ah, now that you mention it... the smell of bleach was lingering in the air, though faintly. It was nothing cloying, you see, it seemed to have mostly faded by the time I arrived.
But that does suggest our first major clue, doesn't it? Namely that, combined with the ammonia that's been smelled...