Hi everyone! I'm new to fanfiction and this is my first story!
I hope you like it. ^^^^^^^ "Grandpa, you were going to ask us some riddles after dinner, right?" Max asked.
"Yes, homies," Grandpa replied.
"What is it about?" Tyson asked eagerly.
"It's murder riddle." Grandpa began. "Once..." ^^^^^^ Once, there was a rich man who lived with his wife in a big mansion on the outskirts of Bey City.
He had a maid and a butler working at the mansion. His wife loved him deeply.
One warm afternoon, the man was found dead in a room with wine bottles.
The police arrived at the scene, and were convinced that it was a murder.
There were three suspects, the people in the house present in that time.
When questioned, they gave the following statements:
The maid: I was making scrambled eggs and toast for breakfast.
The wife: I was reading a book in the bedroom, assuming my husband was watching television in the living room.
The butler: I was running a bath for Madam.
Who killed the man? ^^^^^ This is my first story, so please review!
Beta-read by CRSWoodferns.