With the case brewing in their sight, Lori and Lois set up a makeshift trial court in the living room to properly interrogate the rest of the girls. As for the case itself, Lisa and Lacy take the case themselves, but their contrasting views and intelligences make it difficult to work with each other. That goes the same with the rest of the girls, arguing family against family.
Insults are everywhere, and pointing fingers surround the scene. As the situation starts to erupt, so does Lori's who had enough of hearing their berating. And at the point, she scolds them all, "Will you be quiet?! We are literally in the point of nowhere! And Lincoln's literally on coma! So, I don't want another problem getting in our way! Let's do seriously!"
Just with that, the girls quiet down, though the Louds (composing of Leni, Luna, Luan, Lynn, Lola and Lily) keep their suspicious sights on the Larks (composing of Lara, Lyra, Lexi, Leah, Lani and Lulu).
"Okay, thank you Lori for that. You can calm down now," Lois replies.
"Good," Lori thanks calmly, though she reverts back to blaming, "…because I would have done literally the same to you, Lois!"
"What are you talking about?!" Lois asks her.
Lori then throws out her suspicions, "You suggested us this house for a summer vacation, just because it is the perfectly location to knock our brother unconscious, and for you to trap us to your evil schemes!"
"Oh, so we're going back to accusing, ehh? With no clear evidence?!"
"Don't you dare trap me. I know what you are doing."
"You don't even have a clue what I am doing. I might think you don't know what you're doing too."
And just like that, the girls resume arguing, which is the best for the Louds to do. Though, the Larks nearly capture the range of arguments that the other family is throwing at them. It is because Lexi tends to be the more pestering, who accuse and tease the Louds at the same time.
As that is going on, Lena and Loui sneak to the room where Lyra stayed, to where the crime scene is. The room seems in typical arrangement, if it is ever used by someone staying in for vacation. They also examined the spot where Lincoln laid from being unconscious.
Lena then infers the information available, "So, they said Lincoln was poisoned. And he laid down here. There are two things in that case. One, someone may have sneaked in a chemical substance to sedate Lincoln, whether it may be intentional or not. Two, Lincoln may have drunk something that is sedated. But how would he drink it here?"
"Probably he is thirsty? I think?" Loui suspects.
Lena then scouts the floor. She finds nothing but dust, clutter and some socks on there. Not wanting to quit the search, she sniffs on the wooden floors where Lincoln lied down. Nothing seems to be out of the ordinary, until she moves her nose to the part where Lincoln pressed his chest. She inhales the scent and senses the smell to be fragrant.
"What do you see?" Loui wonders.
"Not see. Smell," Lena clarifies, "It's something unlikely. Probably it's detergent. Or…" She sniffs heavily, finally recognizing the smell. "Jasmine."
But before she could make her deduction, Lisa and Lacy show up by the door and stop her. "Lena!" the latter warns her, "What are you doing in the crime scene?"
"What do you think I am doing?" Lena retorts back, "I am doing my own progressive investigation."
"But we are the official investigators for this rousing case, but my partner here won't stop heckling about the difference between criminology and forensic science," Lisa argues.
"They are basically connected. Studying criminal behavior goes hand in hand with discussing about studying criminal laws," Lacy proves her point.
"They are different fields of study!" Lisa elaborates.
But Lena successfully interrupts the situation. "You know what, it's best that I should go…downstairs."
"Good option," Lisa replies slyly.
"Yeah, and leave us alone. We're in the case here!" Lacy reminds heavily.
What the two did not know is that Lena carried the evidence with her by wiping off the scent from the crime scene. She confronts Loui about this. "Got everything we need."
"You wiped the scent, all to yourself?" Loui asks, to which Lena nods on. "I don't know if that is illegal or what. But I think it's kind of wrong."
"Look Loui, it's either them or us to catch the criminal," Lena argues, "We have to do this on our own. Let's check out Lyra. She may know about this scent.
As the two Lark sisters head down, the argument still continues between the Louds and the Larks. Lena and Loui fortunately are able to evade the ongoing brawl. They spot Lyra sitting by the side, wrapping her arms around her legs to her body and still contemplating about her finding. As she mutters up words, Lena and Loui show up to her, to which she got scared at.
"Sorry for scaring you. But you said you're an expert in scents right?" Lena confirms.
"In a time like this Lena? I have no time to put on my cologne," Lyra whimpers.
"No, it's not that Lyra. We're investigating. Can you help us?"
"I thought Lacy is?"
"Well, Lacy is busy." Lena then shows the handkerchief that she used to wipe off the scent. "Can you help us? Can you sense what the smell is? I know it's jasmine, or smells like it, but I have to know what."
With that, Lyra spreads the scent to her wrist to properly recognized it. After a few sniffs, Lyra deduces, "It's kind of…different. It's like mom's. Mom started using those detergents with perfume scents ten years ago. But this one is kind of what she used at work. I can tell because I touched one of her perfumes, and the smell just graced on my hands."
At that deduction, it becomes clear to Lena that Lincoln was not sedated but rather knocked out on purpose, with someone clenching Lincoln by the chest part on his shirt and knocking him out.
Lyra also indicates, "I think I brought in the trip. But it's nowhere in my bag."
"Wait, you brought the perfume here?" Loui checks.
"Yeah, but like I said, it's not with me," Lyra clarifies.
"It can only mean one thing. The suspect may be one of us!" Lena deduces. "Though that is pretty much given. Stupid me."
"So, what do we do?" Loui asks.
Lena then puts her eyes to her older sister, aiming to corner her. "Well, we better question our dear sister Lyra here." In response, Lyra is kind of frightened with her little sister's suspicions. "So Lyra, what do you have to say to yourself?" Lyra trembles in fear and guilt. "About to dear old Goodie!"
"Don't dare pick on Goodie!" Lyra bemoans about her pink plush elephant whom she named "Goodie" and eventually was gotten ridden off after she accidentally threw to Lois on a bicycle and knocked her down. Thus, she serves as a truth serum for Lyra. "Goodie is a good girl! And I will never let her be dragged down, just because I was the suspect! I just saw Lincoln on the floor, unconscious and something red on his nape! I don't know what it is…"
"Wait?! Something red on his nape?" Lena confronts her. "Where's Lincoln's body?"
"We all agreed that he be kept on the couch until further notice, and no one must touch Lincoln," Lyra explains. "But I think it was a scratch. Or a scrape, if I know what is a scrape."
With all the information that her big sister has given, Lena picks up the pieces of the case and formulates this deduction, "Lincoln could have been knocked out by somebody hits his nape." With that, she suggests, "We have to get back to the room."
"But we're not allowed," Loui says.
"Might as well take desperate measures to solve this case," Lena expounds. "Thank you Lyra for that exponential reveal." With that, the duo leaves for upstairs.
"Yeah good…whatever it is you said," Lyra awkwardly replies.
As Lena and Loui arrive back at the crime scene, they spot Lacy and Lisa still arguing over the case. This gives them an advantage to sneak to the room and search for more clues.
"What are we looking for?" Loui asks.
"Some scratch or something," Lena mentions.
From top to bottom, they quickly search the room, to no avail. That is until Lena notices the wooden bar on the first bunk bed to her left. There she sees one part of the wood nearly chipped.
"I knew it! Lincoln got knocked out here. The suspect may have grabbed Lincoln and knocked him here. But the questions is who could be carrying the fragrance? We need a tracker!"
"But who could track scents?" Loui asks.
Then, out of the blue, Lucy shows up to them. "Maybe I could help."
This scares the two of them. "Lucy! Do you always appear out of nowhere?!"
"Whenever the call of the wind summons my spirit, I shall float with it," Lucy utter poetically. "You said you need a tracker. I got one for you." She then snaps her finger, which signals for Lana to emerge out of the cabin air vents.
"I'm here," Lana says as she drops to the floor. "Man, I was expecting the air vents to be filthy, but it somehow has perfume in it."
"Wait? Did you say perfume?" Lena asks.
"Yeah, it was kind of strong. No wonder it stinks!" Lana replies.
Lena then takes out the handkerchief with the fragrance. "Here. Is this the one?"
"That's it!"
"Great! Now can you lead us to where the smell ends?"
"Why should I sniff perfume?"
With the same conviction that Lincoln uses, Lena persuades her, "Because you will be a junior detective who will protect her brother and sisters from the evil stench. Now lead us there!"
Somehow, it is effective for Lana. "Oh boy! What are you waiting for? Come on!" With that, she climbs back to the vents and retraces the scent.
Lucy the perceives, "So this means you are putting us in your investigation. We are Lincoln's sisters, and we will not stop till the suspect is caught, just like you."
"Go on Lucy. You're in," Lena permits. "But I'm still watching you. You're a suspect."
"You're a suspect too."
"Touché." Lucy climbs to the air vent, followed by Lena.
However, Loui stays behind. "I guess. I'll be staying here."
But Lena gives her assignments to do. She throws half of her notepad to Loui and tells her, "Get some info. We'll be back soon."
At that note, Loui is skeptical what to do. Though, she indeed watched episodes from Sherlock. So, she might have a stock knowledge of how to get through detective cases.
But as the night gets deeper, the darkness looms in the cabin.