PUZZLE 001: The Sub's Way-Answer A and D were kids the substitute teacher wanted. And to think they lied too! The substitute teacher will be much happier now that's sorted. "Oh, thank you for your help darling. You are a saviour!" Hyacinth praised. "Glad to help!" Luke replied. Luke looked casually toward the food critic Hyacinth had pointed out. He then, in the same way, glanced toward Wesley. Now as the panic died down, most people were standing, walking around and chatting to one another. Wesley was chatting to the man in the top hat Professor Layton had been embarassed by earlier. Luke felt uneasy thinking of Wesley. Could he have really killed Sydney. If he did, what was his motive? How did he do it? But, the only question on Luke's mind was "Who was that letter for? Luke finally glanced to the Professor, he was near the body with Emmy, the odd scientist man, and a woman Luke hadn't noticed before. Emmy was running circles around the table, snapping picture after picture of the corpse. The knife had been left in her back. The professor didn't want to disturb the crime scene anymore. As Luke straightened his back and began to approach the food critic, she turned to him and glared fiercely. He then began to walk more uncomfortably toward her while she stared. "Good evening miss." He started nervously. He was a bit intimidated by her from the piercing stare she was giving him. "What is it, child?" she asked, feeling superior. "I'd like to interview you for Professor Layton; the man over there." "Don't waste my time, child." The woman had a man standing beside her. He turned to Luke to see what was going on. "Oh, don't mind Emelia. She's just angry because her column was voted less popular then mine last week." Luke soon recognised the man from the countless amount of times his mum, Brenda, brought him to one of the restaurants the man had raved about in the papers. "You're Quentin Hedge!" Luke exclaimed. Quentin was a tall, broad-chested man. His dapper, slicked back hair and suit gave him the appearance of a quite wealthy man. "Oh, you recognise me." he said, grinning. "Oh, shut it Quentin" Emelia insisted. Emelia was a short, slightly chubby woman. She had deep, red hair and cold, brown eyes. She wore a long, orange dress and a huge, woolen scarf. The same one Hyacinth Ustenberg had remarked about earlier. "Go on Emelia, let the boy interview." Quentin demanded. "Fine." She moaned. Below is the interview Luke had with Emelia and Quentin. I'd like to know if you have any connection with the woman who was murdered, Sydney Blaire? Quentin: Nope. I've heard of her on the news a few times. Oh, so do you know of anyone here who might have a motive to kill her? Emelia: No, I know no one here anyways. I see. So, do you know anything about the murder that would be of interest? Emelia: No, sorry, now please go away. Alright, sorry then. Luke looked around the room. "Well that's a bit of a dead end." he thought. His eyes were lured to Wesley Host once again. He was sure it was him; it must have been. But he had no way to prove it. The letter was nothing but a clue, it wasn't evidence. And that's what bothered Luke. Luke looked around once more. He decided to go talk to the chef of the restaurant, Mr. Guillame Froid. He was pacing the floor outside the kitchen door. Luke walked over to Guillame cautiously. He looked angry. And Luke had already heard Guillame when he's angry. "Um, excuse me, sir." Luke began. "The man over there, Professor Layton has asked me to interview you. He's investigating the murder." "Go away boy. I have more than enough to deal with right now, without some man and child snooping around thinking the can solve a murder in one night." Sneered Guillame. "Actually, I'll have you know the Professor has helped Scotland Yard solve a number of cases in the past. And I helped him find the Golden Garden in Misthallery" Luke informed. Guillame huffed. "Well if it won't waste my time, then go on. But make it quick!" Below is the interview Luke had with Guillame. So, this is "Le Colvert's" first night open. Guillame: Indeed. It took a lot of effort too. And now this has happened. My reputation will be ruined!" I'm sorry to hear that. How long did it take to open up the restaurant? Guillame: Oh, a year, maybe more. I was lucky to have such great help though. What do you mean by that? Guillame: Well, my gorgeous wife Sylvie is an interior designer and one of my wait staff was an electrician before he became a waiter. I see. So, do you have any connection with the woman murdered, Sydney Blaire? Guillame: No, nothing more than the fact that she spent her last hours here. Oh. So, do you know of anyone who may have a motive to kill her? Guillame: No, I certainly don't. Oh, and one more thing, may I see the guest list for this evening? Guillame: I suppose if it will help. Guillame turned and headed into the kitchen to find the list. Meanwhile Luke read over all he transcribed into his notebook. "Still nothing of interest yet." he thought. He stood impatiently outside the door of the kitchen. He stood on his tip-toes to peer through the rounded windows of the doors. Soon, he saw Toni Cenn come to the door. He ducked quickly. Unfortunately, he wasn't quick enough, as Toni had hit him. "Watch it, scamp" scolded Toni. Luke felt a surge of rage flow through him. Toni's rude facial expressions were too much for Luke's temper. "Why don't you watch it." Luke intonated. "Don't start with me shorty." Toni replied. Before Luke could explode with anger, Guillame passed through the doors. "Toni, leave this poor boy alone." Guillame snapped. "Sorry, boss." Toni walked fastly away, awkwardly swinging his arms. "Sorry about that little boy." "It's Luke" Luke explained. "Ah, alright Luke. Well, here you go. Here's the list." Guillame passed the paper over to Luke. "Thanks" he smiled. "Merci" Guillame replied. Luke felt proud to have Guillame on his side. He looked around, looking for the next person for him to interview. He began to feel more comfortable interviewing. He looked at the list of guests. After a quick count, he concluded that there was around 130 people in the restaurant. He checked the list again and decided to interview Emmy's favourite singer, Kasey Nano. She was speaking to a man, Luke assumed him to be her boyfriend or husband. He began to walk toward her On to way the toward Kasey, Luke heard someone shout. "I've found something!" He quickly turned to the source of the noise, along with everyone else in the restaurant. The person shouting was the woman who the Professor had been investigating with earlier. She was right beside the corpse. Within seconds, the lights in the restaurant switched off once again. Luke felt a swift tingle shiver over him. His heart began to race. "This can't be good" Luke thought.