That's what you get when you don't pay people.

Sorry, been away for the weekend. Because investigations can wait. It's only murder.

Vote Autopsy

Sorry for being away such a long time. But I had to visit a very important Seminar, titled:"Wanking and how it influenced the evoluton of the american society"
Man, I learned things about the american people and their presidents, you won`t believe that!!

The case`What case? Oh, that case! Well, we haven`t seen Leroys testament yet.
What? Testimony, not testament? M`kay.

Oh, hey. My excuse for not paying attention to this game went away last night.

So...uhhhhh, I'll vote with the majority for whatever. I think whatever really gives us the best chance to successfully crack this case.

If you want to have a lynch-mob, why did you let Zeogold go? He was so nicely bound up, but, no, you had to let him go. Yeah right, his reply that he had to shortly get some bagels and will come back on his own, yeah right....

I'd have gone for the Autopsy but it doesn't look like it'll get any results with only two people and the crime scene is in the bag already... Fuck it, I'll help with the mystery note. If it turns out to be a red herring I at least get the first turn at strangling zeogold. Unless anyone else also votes Autopsy, in that case change my vote to that.

*Maxvorstadt enters the bureau and notices that nobody is here. Then he puts a bowl with hot water on the table, put some Weisswürscht in it and arranges some Semmeln and Bretzeln on a big plate. Finaly he puts a big jar, containing sweet mustard, on the table.*
Now, let`s wait and see how hungry they are.
Let`s have a look into the newspaper.
"Tie in US presidents election. Most people couldn`t decide who of them was worse, so they rolled a dice to decide whom they vote for. This leads to a historical situation: For the first time, the USA will have two presidents. At the moment, Clinton and Trump meet in the Oral... uhm.. Oval Office to speak about the dual presidentship.."
Aha, bizness as usual in the USA. Oh, what do we have here?
"Crisis in GoGistan. In an allied assault, some rebel groups attacked a GoGistanian military base and robbed some Warheads. GoGistanians Minister of loyality, Sir Judas Iscariot, said: "This won`t harm the loyality of our citizens, not a single bit. Not even if you pay them 30 silver coins!" We will keep you informed about this disturbing incidence.".
Well, well, the world is a crazy place, isn`t it?

Singular "Weißwurscht", Plural "Weißwürscht".
The dots about the "u" means that this word is plural. :-)

This made me chuckle.
Please take your time. It's not like everyone is waiting on you. Detective.

Ah, sorry about that. Don't have any knowledge about the language. Don't worry, I can fix that easily
*grab another one

Actually, we technically aren't. We're ready to advance after a minimum of 10 people voting, I've just got to prepare stuff and things.
Plus, Skeletonbow's having computer issues.

Ah, sorry then.


EDIT:
In light of the above, here is the corrected version:
"Please take your time. It's not like everyone is waiting on you. Puzzlemaster."

The Puzzlemaster yawned while waiting for the commotion from the detectives to calm down. Finally, they'd all pretty much agreed on what they'd do.
"Y'all ready? Good. Get sleuthing, people!"

The detectives all filed out the door, while Goodaltgamer and Ashwald stayed behind.

"The crime scene is the most logical thing to start with," explained Kusumahendra.
"Yes," replied Trentolf, "and we have the most logical minds on it, too!"
"Make that one less." replied ZFR, who left to go see what he could do about the body.
"Two less! I'm going to offer Leroy some tasty Bavarian pretzels this time!", chirped Maxvorstadt.
"W-well...it is kinda nice to have the calmest of us l-left, I guess, but...i-is that guy in the monk outfit gonna say anything?", stammered Fantasysci5.
But Brother Sanfueg said nothing. He merely gazed a powerful, unseen glare from beneath his cloak, and trailed behind the group slowly.
"I think he's following us.", deduced Doc.
"If the Puzzlemaster trusts him, so should we.", replied Detective Hendra. "We need to focus on the crime scene for now."
Fantas shuddered. Trentolf coughed. The Doc checked his lungs. Sanfueg sneezed. Everyone screamed.

While the detectives split up, Bler ran around on the lawn in circles. Perhaps it was a pattern? A clue? Ashwald looked at him for a moment through the window, then grinned to himself in an at-least-it's-not-me-this-time sort of way. Skeletonbow decided to go downstairs and see if he could do anything to figure out whatever he was doing.

Night falls. The light is on in the Puzzlemaster's office. Three figures can be seen carefully studying something on the desk. Studying, thinking, discovering, serenaded by the mysterious tune of a lute, drifting through the wind.

Djaron's song for today is:

The next day proved to be cloudy and full of rain. Whether or not this was due to the appearance of Sanfueg was anybody's guess.
The detectives returned to the Puzzlemaster's office.
"Alrighty, folks. Let's hear what new info we've got. ZFR, you seem to be the quickest on the trigger as far as case deductions go, so we start with you. What'd you find?"
"The body."
"...yeah, but, like, what ABOUT the body did you find?"
"Well, it was only after I sneaked my way into the morgue that I realized I'm totally unqualified to do autopsies. I did snap a neat picture of it, though, Care to see?"
"No, I'll pass. I like keeping the bagels INSIDE my stomach, thanks. We're going to need something a bit more official."
"I have something official, Puzzlemaster!", said Maxvorstadt.
"Brilliant. Max, what've ya-"
Before Zeogold could finish his sentence, Detective Vorstadt dumped a sack of Bavarian pretzels on his desk.
"...you didn't get anything out of Leroy at all, did you, Max?"
"I offered him a pretzel, but he said he was gluten intolerant. You Americans are weird! I decided I might as well buy enough for all of the detectives since you're so stingy with the bagels!"
"I have no idea what you're talking about.", replied the Puzzlemaster, shoving a pretzel into his mouth.
"What about you, Puzzlemaster? Did you find anything?", asked Detective Hendra.
"Not much. Goodalt spilled his beer all over the note. I've currently got Ashwald in the bathroom trying to fix it with a hair dryer. The cursing's down to 3 words an hour so far, so I'm assuming it's almost completely dry. Yeah, I know a hair dryer isn't the best thing to use, but I've seen him do some crazy breaks of physics before. Anyway, Sanfueg, what'd yo- ...wait, that's not worth the effort. Officer Sci, you guys find anything?"
"Thanks to my experience on the force, I was able to find quite a few things with the help of the other detectives! Thanks, you guys!"

Officer Sci adjusts her deerstalker and talks in an official manner. Her years of experience suddenly show in the change of her demeanor.
"The weapon, and unregistered Smith & Wesson .38, was found 40 feet to the right of Markus' body. A cloth, which we suspect was used to wipe it clean of prints, was found tied around the handle. Two spent shell casings were in the chamber. A third casing, from the same gun, was found in a ravine halfway between the house and the murder site. After a bit of trekking, we determined that the body was about a brisk 5-minute walk from his house. The farmer's house is a brisk 10-minute walk in the opposite direction."

"Not bad. Not bad at all. Well, once that note's dry, I'll get back to working out exactly what it means. Oh, also, in case you guys are wondering where Skeletonbow and Bler are, our smurfy friend keeps acting kinda wired. Bow's trying to figure out exactly what's up with him and all this monster-stabbing lightning-flashing business. Perhaps when he returns, we'll hear more about that. In the meantime, we'd best get a move on towards our next clue. Sergeant Zeagold's getting impatient."

DAY 3 BEGINS NOW!
GET SLEUTHING!