Luke ran ahead of the professor frantically. Soon realising he had no plan of action he turned back and looked at the professor in dismay. "We need to hurry professor. Or something bad will happen. Something very bad! Oh... what do we do?" The professor grabbed Luke's arm. "Calm down, my boy. Please explain to me what's going on." Luke exhaled and loosened his muscles. "Alright. So. Emmy, Kasey and I were searching the kitchen and we found a hidden door. It had no handles or anything; just a small square door. I could even almost see outside through the little thin crack Emmy then found this note beside it." Luke handed the note to the professor. Layton nodded and signalled Luke to continue. "Well, I just realised, you said that S.P.S.L. stands for Solar Power Suppliers of London. Well I think the door is solar powered and is only going to open when the sun rises. And I think that's how the culprit's will make their getaway." Layton paused and contemplated Luke's theory. He looked down to him and smiled. "That's a sound theory, my boy. I think you may be on to something."

The professor tapped Emmy on the shoulder and whispered to her and Kasey. Luke unfortunately was out of earshot from the entire conversation. Emmy and Kasey soon ran away to begin rounding up all the people in the restaurant. "Everyone! Please gather around over here." Emmy shouted, standing on top of a table. All in the restaurant did as they were told. They had now began to view Emmy and Layton as leaders and decided it was best to listen to them.

Soon all in the restaurant had been grouped beneath the chandelier in the centre of the room. Luke stood in the front row of the group. Emmy and Kasey had strategically placed all of the main suspects they had come across earlier in the front row alongside Luke. Stood there were Guillame and Toni, the chefs, Sylvie Froid, Guilame's wife, Sylvain Dubois and the rest of the waiters, Emelia and Quentin, the food critics, Odin X and his posse, Sydney's friends, Wesley Host and his wife, Scott and Red, Hyacinth and Maxwell Ustenberg and Dandelion Monolith. Emmy and Kasey had stood themselves behind this row.

The professor stood pacing the floor in front of the huge crowd of exhausted, anxious people. "As you are well aware, there has been a string of murders in this restaurant tonight. Unfortunately, we have lost Blaire, Detective Yasmin Granger and Kilowatt. I'm sure you would all like to know the true identity of our culprit, or should I say culprits" The crowd gasped. "Yes, it may be shocking, but please think. A murder of such theatricality could hardly have been played out by just one individual. From my deductions, I find it safe to say that two people were responsible for the crimes commited tonight." The professor paused and pivoted and his left foot to turn 180 degrees. He paced the floor in front of him. "Only two people in this building could possibly be responsible for this crime." Emmy and Kasey quickly grabbed two men from in front of them and stood in the professor's direction. "And those people were you two!" The professor again pivoted around and pointed his finger at the two men Emmy and Kasey had grabbed and moved forward. "Odin X and Sylvain Dubois!"

Sylvain shook his head and stared at the floor. Odin rolled his eyes and gave the professor a very dirty look. One of Odin's posse stepped forward and looked angrily at the professor. "Hey yo. You aint got no evidence that Odin did it do you. Jus' coz Sydney ruined his marriage. It don't mean nothin'" The professor smiled. "Why thank you, young man. You've just put the final piece of the puzzle in place. Please stand back and let me explain." Odin's friend stood back into line. "Go on then, Hat."

"Thank you. Well, as you know, these murders were commited through the aid of darkness. None of us could see anything while the chandelier was turned off. However, here is wearing a nice pair of green glasses, isn't he. Well, I have a hunch that these glasses may be nothing other than a pair of night-vision goggles." Odin inhaled, avoiding eye contact with the professor. "But, I'll get to that later."

"My next clue to suspecting Odin was his pair of white gloves. If you can recall, one of Odin's victims, Hector Kilowatt was unable to find fingerprints on the knife used to kill Sydney. I am confident to say that his gloves are the reason for this." Odin growled at the professor. Kasey tightened her grip on him, in case he tried anything funny.

"And now, thanks to Odin's kind friend, I have discovered his motive to kill Sydney." Layton took out Luke's notebook and flicked to page containing Sylvie's interview. "Apparently, according to Froid, Odin had a relationship with Sydney behind his actual wife's back. When Sydney discovered this she revealed the truth and Odin's wife divorced him." Odin now stood still, not growling or giving dirty looks. He just stood, his gaze locked firmly on the professor.

"I loved her, y'know." Odin piped. A tear discreetly rolled down his cheek. "Your wife?" the professor pondered. "Yes my wife you idiot. If it wasn't for stupid Sydney I'd still have her with me." The professor shook his head. "Although I've never been one to condone name-calling, I think it is clear, you my friend are the so-called stupid one." Odin rolled his eyes. "You commited adultery, Odin. Your wife had every right to leave you. As such, Sydney was not stupid. She was simply played as a fool by you. And so was your wife." Tears now streamed down Odin's face. He tried not to let the crowd behind him notice.

Layton now turned his attention to Sylvain. "Now, . Let us see where you fall into this." Sylvain looked up from the floor. "Fine then" he said, in an English accent. Layton looked confused at the man. "Excuse me." Sylvain stared at Layton. "I suppose you should know. I'm not French. I'm 100% English. And my name's not Sylvain Dubois. It's Gareth. Gareth Hayes."

Emmy gave the professor a nervous look. Layton knew exactly why. "Emmy. Could you please bring Gareth over here to sit on this chair." Emmy smiled. "Certainly, Professor." Gareth struggled under Emmy's grasp. "What are you doing? No, I won't have this." He shuffled and shook trying to escape from Emmy. "Now, you won't be able to make any big astonishing escape." Emmy explained. "And as for Odin. Anything stupid from you and Kasey will sort you out." Odin looked at Emmy; fear in his eyes. He knew what pain she could create. Kasey giggled evilly.

"Now" Layton continued. "Back to Sy... Gareth. Firstly, I can safely say that we know you didn't kill anyone here tonight. You were simply just a conspirator. But you did however play a huge role in the crime committed tonight. You rigged all the electronics. According to Guillame, the head chef, all of his staff are "veterans of their field.", yet when you were serving main courses, you clumsily spilled some of my assistant Emmy's meal on the tablecloth in front of her. Would a veteran waiter be so careless? I hardly think so. I'm willing to say you lied to Guillame about your calibre of waiting skills just to receive this job and assist Odin in his carefully planned murder. You are a trained electrician. I also assume you have experience in crimes like the one present. You assist criminals for money and make a living breaking the law."

Gareth shook his head. "How? How did he know that? How did he even come to suspect me?" he muttered under his breath. "Let me explain." the professor answered. "My first clue was your touchy-feely nature when taking orders. While it seemed you were just being friendly, you were really stealing people phones and gadgets like a common pickpocket. So Gareth, where are these phones now, may I ask? Gareth pointed to the kitchen and angrily answered. "The box. The box at the back of the kitchen. The sealed wooden one. Go take them back if you want. I don't care." "Thank you, . We will distribute those back to their owners as soon as we are finshed.

"So now, let's go through the rest of the evidence. The Pierre Jacques painting behind me, it seems completely normal doesn't it. Well, a very observant person would notice the small button on the painting. Gareth, you placed that button on the painting so Odin could disable the lighting system in the room whenever he needed to kill someone else. That's also why Odin and his posse were hanging around the painting for the entire duration of tonight." Gareth stomped on the floor. "You have no proof that it was me, do you?" Emmy gave Gareth a frighteningly angry glare. She placed her finger on her lips. "Shhhhhhhhhh. The professor is speaking."

Layton continued. "Thank you, Emmy." The professor scanned the crowd. "Now, I'm sure you are all wondering why the criminals didn't simply leave once the crime had been committed. Well, I believe the reason for that is simple. They gave themselves enough time to make sure nobody discovered it was them and reported it to the police. If anyone did discover the truth Odin would simply kill them before they revealed anything. One thing I still don't understand though, is why Emmy, Kasey, Luke or I weren't targeted to be killed. Our investigations were quite clear for everyone to see. Please Odin, will you explain this to me."

"Fine. It's only really because I didn't see you as a threat. Yet, it was also because I saw you as a too big a threat." Layton folded his arms. "Please elaborate." "That little boy; Lucas or something." "Luke" the professor corrected. "Ya, him. He was so nervous and wimpy when I talked to him that I knew if this was what you were sending around to get info, you'd never figure out anything. I also didn't want to do anything as just in case I did turn off the lights and go for one of you, one of those two girls would catch me and I'd be done for."

The professor nodded. "I see." Luke was still standing in his spot in the front row when he realised what Odin had meant. "Hey! I'm not wimpy!" Before he could continue the professor raised his hand and halted Luke's outburst. "Sorry, Professor." he apologised. "Please continue."

"Thank you, Luke." he began. "Well. I don't think there's much left to say." Hyacinth Ustenberg stepped forward. "Excuse me. How on earth are we going to get out of here?" Luke straightened his back in excitement. "Oh! I'd say we'll be able to leave quite soon. The sun is rising." Hyacinth frowned at Luke's intentionally vague statement. "What on earth are you talking about little boy?" Luke stepped forward closer to the professor. "Well, basically. The criminals had to have some way of escaping at some point right? Well, they installed a solar-powered door. It only opens when the sun is out. The criminals only spent the night here to make sure nobody found any clues and planned to leave through the door at sunrise. Leaving the rest of us here to figure out a way to escape." Hyacinth nodded.

"But, wait." Hyacinth's husband, Maxwell the 3rd stepped forward. "If the planned events had occured, wouldn't the police or somebody eventually figure out that someone on the guest list was missing?" Luke frowned. "Oh. I hadn't thought of that." Layton stepped back into the limelight. "Actually, I believe I have the answer to that." The professor took the guest list from his pocket. "Odin X's name isn't on this list. And I'm assuming none of the namesof the other four men he was with him are on it either."

One of Odin's posse stomped his foot. "What do y'mean? You saying that we're part of this murder thingy as well?" "Oh no, my good man. I meant nothing of the sort. I'm simply assuming that as it would be quite obvious if Odin was missing yet you four are not. I'd say Odin had planned to show you four the door and pretend he had found it out of the blue. You four would leave with him, be convinced not to admit you were ever even here and no one would ever notice." Odin's friend nodded. "Oh. So he was gonna drag us into his little crime then. Odin, we thought you was cool." He gave Odin an extremely dirty look. Odin simply stared blankly back.

"Would you four mind telling me your names so I can check if my theory is correct." The professor asked. "Ya. A'ight." The four stepped forward in line. "I'm Ricky" Layton scanned the sheet. "There doesn't seem to be anyone called Ricky here." "I'm Clint." "I'm Hunter." "And I'm Zeke." Layton shook his head. "No Clints, Hunters or Zekes. It appears that we know everything we need to."

"Alright, then." Emmy piped. "I think it's time we got our phones back, called the police and got out of here. I'm dying to get to bed." Everyone in the room stared at Emmy. Emmy blushed. "Oh! I mean... longing. Hehe."

One by one the restaurant's diners retrieved their phones from the box and crawled through the small the door at the back of the kitchen into the cool, fresh night's air. The pink sunrise warmed the heart's of the shocked people. Soon the police arrived and Odin and Gareth were taken away. The corpses of the three bodies were also brought carefully away. Inspector Grosky drove away in his police car with the criminals and the other's began to leave, Layton tipped his hat to Luke, Emmy and Kasey.

"Well, what can I say. That's our second mystery solved together as a team." Emmy giggled. "I think we should do this more often." "Yes. And Kasey, you are always welcome to join us." Kasey blushed. "Thanks inspector!" Emmy nudged Kasey. "Oh, right. I mean professor. I forgot. Although, you do seem to have a knack for al this detective work." All laughed and smiled. Emmy and Kasey exchanged phone numbers and parted ways for the night.

The Laytonmobile then drove casually off into the sunset. Luke's headed dropped sleepily onto the back of his seat and he drifted off to sleep.

-THE END-

Thank you for reading my fanfiction. It's my first one so I know it probably has a lot of issues. If you've found any please leave a review and I'll try to change it. I tried to make this as much like the game as possible by including puzzles and other little things. If this story is received well it is likely I will probably write another one. I am into the Phoenix Wright series as well so I might write one about that either. I hope you enjoyed reading Professor Layton and the Death Dinner and I hope the puzzles weren't as bad as I assume they were.