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"Sherlock... We found a dead body... In front of the Continental Terrace Apartments. I have given... strict instructions to the security to not let anyone... in or out of the building." Watson told Sherlock in between breaths, while gasping for air.
"Please tell me something new, Watson! Finding a dead body is like finding tobacco in a cigar." Sherlock said calmly.
"Correct me if I am wrong, but I don't recall working on a case where the only clue was a dead body with CAKE smeared all over it, or did we?" Watson retorted back.
As soon as he heard Watson mention their one and only clue, Sherlock's eyes shot up and looked at his assistant in attempt to figure out whether he was serious or just cracking jokes.
"Didn't you find anything better than cake to smear on your imaginary dead body, Watson?" Sherlock let out a sarcastic laugh as he folded his newspaper.
"I would love to play games with you Sherlock. Unfortunately, we don't have the time and I think we can manage with the cake itself to reach the culprit." Watson replied in a serious tone.
Sherlock stood up from his armchair with the cigar still in his mouth trying to make sense of what Watson had just told him.
"Where's the dead body again?"
"There's a possibility that he got into a brawl with the culprit while trying to save himself. A deep wound on the back of his head which could have been caused by the fall and some scratches on his wrists; seems like there was no clear attempt of murder. But, the question still remains; what did he have that the culprit wanted?"
Sherlock studied the body again in silence while Watson was trying to look for more evidence to determine why the victim got into a brawl in the first place.
"This fight definitely didn't involve the culprit trying to rob him because he still has his chain, wallet and his bike is still around. This is really weird, the only thing that's missing is the cake which I guess is the one smeared on his body." Watson was puzzled as the case kept getting complicated.
"So much for cake?" Sherlock mumbled.
"I won't be surprised. I mean, you always fight just to keep your tobacco so you shouldn't be asking that question. I'd rather get addicted to cake." Watson mocked.
Both Sherlock and Watson walked around the place trying to find more evidence. They suddenly saw some cake crumbs which they followed but were led to a dead end.
"Okay, thank you very much. I really appreciate it and I'm really sorry for the trouble." Sherlock hung up and looked at Watson in surprise.
"So... I called the bakery where the victim was working and they told me that his delivery was for someone named Julu. The woman said that the cake had the same name written on it and she lives in the same building where the dead body was found." Sherlock told Watson with a blank look on his face.
"You're trying to tell me that the culprit is the birthday girl?" Watson asked with a perplexed expression. "But why would the birthday girl steal her own cake?" He finished off while they walked into the building and spoke to the receptionist.
"Well...We're about to find out." Sherlock said with a grin on his face.
"Room service!" Sherlock said out loud.
A few moments later, the door was opened and they were surprised to see Julu standing in front of them with cake all over her mouth.
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