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Today the danger shop was set up to look like, well, another classroom. Not terribly exciting compared to bodies and crime scenes.

"St. Luke's is well known for their academic honesty and the caliber of students attending." Meaning their parents weren't who's anymore, rather whom's now. "Unfortunately for them, a theft has occurred the day before the final examinations. Mr. Soames--"

As Sherlock pushed a button on his phone, an older man appeared in the classroom. Because he enjoyed this technology far, far too much.

"--left his office, locked, to pick up lunch. According to him, he'd only been gone an hour. But when he returned, the door was unlocked and someone had tampered with his computer, gaining access to the answers for the exam planned for the following day. The only evidence left at the scene was a smear of mud just inside the doorway and faint scratches on the floor in the same spot."

The corner of his mouth turned up in something like amusement. "Not wanting a scandal, they contacted me to solve the case."

Because he was the Goddamn Sherlock Holmes.

"They have narrowed the suspects down to three students." Another push of a button and the teacher disappeared, replaced by three young men. "These three were the only other people in this particular building during that hour. Your job is to partner off, question them and draw your conclusions as to who is guilty from that and the evidence I have given you."

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Daulat snorted in amusement, shaking his head. "I don't think Gregory even knows how to study. He's the one struggling in class, not me."

Scully looked considering, and checked to see if Ben had caught the same implication she had; that Daulat had indirectly answered his question. "What do you think Mr. Franks was doing in the building?"

"How should I know? Ask him." Ah, teenagers.

"We will," Ben said. "What were you studying? The stuff Mr. Soames was going to test on, or since you're doing so well in it, a different class?" He smiled. "And why not outside?"

Maybe he'd come in from outside, which would explain mud in the office.

"Why would I study outside?" Daulat asked, giving Ben a look like he thought the boy was too dim to live. "I was studying for chemistry, if you really need to know. I can pass Mr. Soames' class easily."

"Did you see Mr. Gilchrist at any point during that lunch hour?" Scully checked, not reacting to the attitude. "Or anyone go near Mr. Soames' office, from where you were?"

"I wasn't anywhere near the office, so no."

Ben smiled. "Thanks for your time."

He looked at Scully. "Next one?"

"Thank you, Mr. Ras," Scully seconded Ben. She nodded at him. "Next one. You start."

Edited 2010-09-25 01:15 (UTC)

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