Riddles!

[WBoon]

Erm, first of all, it’s Gant.

Secondly, those are still assumptions. You said, The investor probabely gets deals on odd mall items including mini-cars." You claimed that Gant earned ‘low money’ through the investments of those mini-cars, but never provided any evidence that he did that or even that his net friend was affiliated with the crime.

Also, so what if he’s an Internet trader? Just because a person is weapon-merchant, it does not mean he commits murder (illegal ones, anyway) unless otherwise proven.

Next!

[WBoon]

Anyone else wants to give this a shot? Or shall I reveal the answer as to the identity of the “Yellow Arsonist?”

[Al-Bob]

ahh… i couldn’t get anthing else about the riddle.
It was unelementary…lol

[WBoon]

Let me run it down for you then.

Samuel: What does that mean? "The yellow arsonist?"

Gant: I thought I heard something like a diary or something.

Inspector: Ah, well, it's the diary belonging to Sager Paten, the son of the landlord of the apartment building that was caught on fire.

Mitch: It was written there right on the diary that the yellow guy suddenly came back home in the middle of the night and had a quarrel with Sager's father. The three of you said that you'd gone out on the night of the fire and returned home in the morning, didn't you?

Alane, the preadolescence female member of the club, added on to Mitch's deduction...

Alane: If that's so, then somebody must be lying!

as did Jack, a more chubby member of the club.

Jack: The one who's lying is the yellow guy, and he's the criminal who set fire to the apartment building.

Ryan: It's true that I know the landlord's son.

Samuel: Was that boy calling somebody things like "yellow guy?"

Gant: I don't know.

Inspector: Well now, it's just something a child said, so don't worry about it.

The three suspects looked gave each other an inquisitive stare, as if to implicate an accusation. The Inspector, who was beginning to feel the instability of the situation, crouched down towards the three members and whispered, "It's a bad idea to be talking about the 'yellow guy.'" to which the three members retorted at the same moment, "Huh? Why?"

Inspector: If they know that he's the arsonist, won't all three of them insist that they aren't the 'yellow guy?'

Mitch: Ah, I see.

Alane: That's right.

Doyle: No, it's OK.

Inspector/Mitch/Alane/Jack: Huh?

Doyle: Which of these three people is the yellow arsonist? I already know who.

Ryan: Wh-What did you say?!

Inspector: Hey, kid, is that true?

Doyle: Yeah. Alane, let me borrow the diary for a sec.

Alane: OK.

Doyle: Sager''s diary also mentions a "red guy" and a "white guy." I've figured who the 'red guy' and the 'white guy' are, so that's how I figured out who the 'yellow guy' is.

Ryan: There's a 'red guy' and a 'white guy,' too?!

Doyle: Yeah, this is what's written in the diary. "The weather has been bad this morning. I'll have to get up early or I'll miss school, but I bet the red guy can sleep in late." That must mean that the red guy does something every morning, but since it was raining that morning, it wasn't necessary to do that something. What do you think it could have been?

Mitch: Maybe taking out the laundry to dry?

Jack: PE would be canceled in the rain!

Alane: Adults don't have PE.

Mitch: Then, what about the 'white guy?'

Doyle: Remember, didn't you find a lot of mini-cars outside Sager's room? Sager definitely loves cars. If you think about "cars" and "white," what's the first thing that comes to your mind?

Jack: But there are a whole bunch of white cars.

Finally, Harley Ante, a fifth member and the second female of the club, finally spoke up.

Harley: An ambulance. The body of the vehicle is mostly white, so it would be perceived as a color of such by a child.

Jack/Mitch/Alane: That's it!

Mitch: But, what does that mean? The "ambulance?"

Doyle: What does an ambulance do for you?

Jack: It transports injured people.

Alane: They give your medical care inside the vehicle.

I will stop here, so as to give you more opportunities in identifying the suspect, especially with all these new clues given. :wink:

[Al-Bob]

Wow that almost did nothing to my conclusion. I can’t seem to figure out their jobs…humph!!!

[MiniChuchan]

I think I know. Could it be Gant?

Ryan is injured often and would be asociated with the abulence therefore he is the white guy

Samuel often waters the gardens of the building, but since it was raining on the day of the entry he wouldn’t have to (and of course, most people water their plants in the morning, while the sunlight is weaker)

That leaves Gant. In addition, since his friend never showed up, he dosen’t have anyone to provide an aliby. He is the most likely to have caused the late night arguement (since he admitted his income is low he would be more likely to have conflicts over the rent and other such things) finally since his income is so low the money he would get from his property insurence would be a great help to him

[Al-Bob]

Wow…now i get it…fantastic…

[WBoon]

MiniChuchan is very close to the truth. But, due to the lack of popularity, I shall close this case for now with the truth to this mystery and let any willing individual take on hosting another mystery in continuing this little game of sleuth.

According to Sager Paten, a resident of his apartment building was behaving strangely night after night and he wanted it investigated. So, he commissioned the detective club of his school. However, the apartment building had been completely burned down in a fire.

In his diary, which escaped unburnt, Sager had assigned the nicknames “red guy,” “white guy” and “yellow guy” to the three residents. He wrote that the one behaving suspiciously was the yellow guy. And it seems like the one who set fire to the apartment building was also the yellow guy.

Doyle: Yeah, this is what’s written in the diary. “The weather has been bad this morning. I’ll have to get up early or I’ll miss school, but I bet the red guy can sleep in late.” That must mean that the red guy does something every morning, but since it was raining that morning, it wasn’t necessary to do that something. What do you think it could have been?

Mitch: Maybe taking out the laundry to dry?

Jack: PE would be canceled in the rain!

Alane: Adults don’t have PE.

Harley: Watering. Watering the flowers.

Alane: Ah, that’s right!

Doyle: Yeah. So, the “red guy” is the one who gives the plants at the apartment building water every day. Therefore, it’s Mr. Aster.

Inspector Aaron: But, kid, why is this young fellow called “red guy?”

Doyle: Remember, didn’t you find a lot of mini-cars outside Sager’s room? Sager definitely loves cars. If you think about cars and “red,” what’s the first thing that comes to your mind?

Jack/Alane/Mitch: Ah! A fire engine!

Inspector: I see, young Paten watched this young fellow sprinkling water from a hose, like a human fire engine. That’s why he gave him the nickname, “red guy.”

Mitch: If that’s the case, then “white guy” also refers to the color of a car, doesn’t it?

Jack: But there are a whole bunch of white cars.

Harley: An ambulance. The body of the vehicle is mostly white, so it would be perceived as a color of such by a child.

Jack/Mitch/Alane: That’s it!

Mitch: But, what does that mean? The “ambulance?”

Doyle: What does an ambulance do for you?

Jack: It transports injured people.

Alane: They give your medical care inside the vehicle.

Mitch: Ah, that’s it! Plasters! The white guy is the one who gets injured a lot and therefore always carries plasters. That must be Mr. Banner, right?

Inspector: Oh, yeah, the diary also says, “When I got back from school, I fell down in the entryway. I’m glad the white guy was just coming out.”

Ryan: Yeah, his knee was bleeding. I gave the boy one of the plasters I was carrying. That sort of thing has happened several times earlier, but… a dark-skinned guy like me is the “white guy,” eh?

Inspector: Then we’re left with the yellow guy.

Jack: Cabs are yellow.

Alane: But there are some white and green ones, too.

Inspector: What about construction vehicles…?

Doyle: Exactly. In short, it’s the person who has dirt under his fingernails. Mr Mckane, that means you are the yellow guy.

Gant: Wh-What are you saying? This dirt under my nails is from running around in the mountains playing a survival game.

Doyle: If I remember, you said that your clothes were ruined because they got stained by paint from a paint gun.

Gant: Uh, yeah.

Doyle: Where do you play those games normally?

Gant: Uh, well, since I don’t like to travel much, I would travel to the mountain near this building where a survival game station could be found located at.

Doyle: The Bloodhound Rifles?

Gant: Yeah…

Doyle: Don’tcha know? What they use for survival game are… air-soft guns that shoot BBs. Paint guns are used in a different game called “paint ball.”

Inspector: Ho.

Gant: shudders Th-Those are mostly the same thing, aren’t they?

Doyle: But paint guns use a water-soluble ink that comes out clean when you wash it.

Inspector: Ho, ho!

Gant: Ah, well…

Doyle: Moreover, Mr. Mckane, you said that your favorite color was the “navy green” used in camouflage clothing. But I think what’s usually used in camouflage clothes is a green called “olive drab.”

Inspector: Mr. Mckane, have you really played that whatever-it-was ball?

Gant: T-The thing is, I’m still just a beginner.

Doyle: Well, shouldn’t we just check around where the garden was in the apartment building?

Gant: shudders

Doyle: According to what Sager wrote, the yellow guy was doing something suspicious night after night. And if we add that Mr. Mckane is deceiving us by telling lies about the dirt in his fingernails… we might conclude that Mr. Mckane was digging in the garden at night to avoid being seen. He must have been burying something. Something important he didn’t want anyone else to see.

Gant: gasps

Doyle: And most likely that was… money you earned as a day trader, correct?

Gant: mutters

Inspector: What about it?!

Gant: sighs Two attache cases… With money I earned as a day trader, there’s roughly two million dollars.

Inspector: That much?! Why would you bury it in the garden?

Gant: So I wouldn’t have to pay the taxes. But last night, when I got back from the movies, the landlord questioned me insistently. I got irritated and pushed him away, but the landlord fell down the stairs. He wasn’t moving anymore, and I got real scared. And then, I figured, if I burned it all, just about everything would just be reset, and…

Inspector: grabs Gant by collar “Reset?!” Don’t you get it?! What you did was completely different from turning off the power because you lost a game! You turned the decades of memories created in this apartment into ash in a single night. You’re not allowed to just reset this! Your game of life isn’t over yet! You better be prepared to make up for this in full, including to young Sager and his father who you got mixed up in this.

Officer Armstrong: Inspector, I just got word from the hospital! They said the landlord’s operation was successful, and that Sager has regained consciousness.

Inspector: smiles Oh, is that so?

Jack/Alane/Mitch: Thank goodness! chuckles among each other

Inspector: Well, now you can rebuild this apartment building with the pile of cash you saved from that money game.

Gant: Yes…

And that’s it. The mystery is solved and this case is closed. Anyone else wanting to continue this game by hosting the next mystery, feel free to post here.

[Al-Bob]

Wow that was seriously good.

Good to see Gant learned a lesson.

[The_Star_Swordsman]

Can I post a riddle?

A man was found dead in his bedroom. He layed across the bed, front side up. The police found a gun in his hand. Instantly, the police assumed it was suicide. However, the detective comes in and finds a cassette player with a tape cassete inside. The detective pressed the play button on the cassete player. The last words of the dead man were recorded, “Life means nothing to me right now. Things would be better off if I were dead. . . BANG” At that moment, the detective concluded that the man was murdered.

How?

[WBoon]

Heh, I’m better at posting mysteries than solving them…

The way I see it, if the tape recorder was found on a table beside the bed, conclusion to the case being murder would be less likely, as it would seem normal in the case of a suicide.

However, if the voice inside the recorder was loud and explicitly clear, hinting that it was placed close to his mouth during the time of recording, furthermore, the victim was resting on the side of the bed that’s further away from the desk, it would not only be abnormal, as one who desires to record his voice would place himself near the recorder, but also, the voice should not had been that clear with the distance between him and the device.

If the recorder was placed in his other hand, then it shouldn’t had been suspicious, unless signs of adjustment to his limb had been found.

Then, there’s the obvious. The tape did not require a rewind to play his final words, since you claimed that the detective pushed the ‘play’ button without pressing the ‘rewind’ button first, meaning that someone had came in and rewound the tape before. The Police wouldn’t had touched such evidence, either, especially if they knew that a detective was coming to the crime scene, unless you are to claim that an Inspector had already examined the tape, which would eliminate the possibility I stated above.

Also, it seems like the man has a poor sense of grammar before his death as well. “…if I was dead” or “…if I am to be dead,” not “I were.” Then again, that could be just you, TSS.

wiggles finger in Conan style Tsk, tsk, tsk, and that’s just the beginning of my deduction.

[Al-Bob]

oh…boy…lost one here…

[The_Star_Swordsman]

Then, there’s the obvious. The tape did not require a rewind to play his final words, since you claimed that the detective pushed the ‘play’ button without pressing the ‘rewind’ button first, meaning that someone had came in and rewound the tape before. The Police wouldn’t had touched such evidence, either, especially if they knew that a detective was coming to the crime scene, unless you are to claim that an Inspector had already examined the tape, which would eliminate the possibility I stated above.

Wboon has got it figured it out there. How can the man rewind and record his suicide if he was already dead? Someone must’ve rewound the tape to make it seem like a suicide.

[Haystack]

^ Ha! I’ve heard that riddle before! It’s awesome!

Now for a riddle I heard from my Sunday School teacher. It took us AGES to figure it out.

A man was accused of murdering his wife, named Love. In the courtroom, he offered to claim he was guilty if the police could find out what he did with his wife. The only clue he gave was this strange riddle.

Love I sit, Love I stand
Love I hold fast in my hand.
I can see Love, but she can’t see me.
Answer this riddle, and hanged I will be.

In the end, the police could not figure out what happened to his wife, so he was set free.

Do you know what happened to his wife?

Haystack

[The_Star_Swordsman]

I get this feeling that this “Love” character might not be a human at all, but maybe something else.

[WBoon]

Taku, this one’s rather puzzling. But, considering this is a riddle from a Sunday School Teacher, it shouldn’t be as complex as it seems.

First of all, if the term ‘Love’ is referring to his wife under the same name, then the riddle hints that the wife is under somewhere we stand upon, implicated by the term, ‘stand.’ In this case, it means that the wife is buried somewhere, and maybe the man threw his wife into the dug hole very quickly. This is further proven by the third verse which implicated that the man had perception of his wife but the same could not be said for his wife. Then again, that could just mean that the wife was blindfolded or - the more obvious fact, she was dead, and the dead can’t see.

The verse I don’t understand is
Love I hold fast in my hand.

I was thinking that maybe the ‘fast’ was referring to a fastened knot or a similar object, but then, as I stated, it should not be that complex. Regardless, this hinted that the man came in little contact with his wife, ignoring the method he used in killing her.

Then, there’s the other possibility mentioned by The Star Swordsman; Love be a non-human entity. Of course, that is to say that the riddle be mixed with metaphorical elements, as in the sense that ‘Love’ represents the compassionate feeling from or for his wife.

If the case be the latter one, then it could mean that his wife ‘loves’ where he sit and stand, and from those positions, he was able to hold something and, he was able to see his wife but she couldn’t do the same.

Sigh. In the end, I still don’t get what the second verse means. Looks like it will be a while before anyone solves this. Well, if this riddle passes a considerate amount of time without being solved, then you might as well reveal the answer as I did, Haystack.

I’ll bet the koko sen tantei would had been able to solve this in an instant…

[The_Star_Swordsman]

Well, let me see if i can break it down.

THe first line, the sit and stand first made me think of a chair. But then, it is a living thing, so it must be something that can sit as well as stand (maybe on it two hind legs instead of actual human legs).

The second line suggests that the man holds Love in his had, for somthing to do with his hand.

THe third line suggests that he can see Love (maybe from his hand) every day, but since Love is supposedly dead, she can’t see him. So what can you see on your hand, but it can’t see you? Maybe a mole or finger nail, or a glove.

THat’s all I got for now.

[Haystack]

In the end, TSS came closest to the answer. The answer to the riddle is [spoil]he made a rocking-chair out of her bones.[/spoil] Creepy, huh?

Haystack

[WBoon]

Taku, what does that have to do with the man holding ‘Love’ fast in his hand? :\

Ah, well, next riddle!

[Haystack]

@WBoon

Taku, what does that have to do with the man holding ‘Love’ fast in his hand. :\

Well, when you stand up from a chair, you tend to grip the armrests to help you up. Yeah, my SS teacher had to explain it to us, too.

Um, why do you keep on calling me Taku?

Haystack