Chapter Five
"Where is this passageway?" asked Scarlet.
"Right in this very room, my dear."
"Well then, what are we waiting for? Let's call the police first, then." Sadly, they were unable to make a call, as they soon found someone had deliberately cut the phone lines.
Green and pals were in the Conservatory when Mrs. White suddenly spoke up.
"I just realized something. Maybe the killer isn't one person."
"What on earth do you mean, Mrs. White?" said Green.
"Well, it could be the other group. Maybe they planted the gun here to confuse us."
"How could they do that?"
"By using the secret passageway from the Study to the Kitchen." she answered. "They could've run to the Library and taken the gun to the Study next door, then, using the passageway, planted it here. We should call the police, then rush down the passageway in this room and try to head them off and catch them from behind. Then we can hold them off until the police arrive."
"By Jove, that's brilliant!" exclaimed Plum. It turned out to be not as brilliant as they'd hoped, for someone had intentionally cut the phone line. However, they went down the passageway to the Lounge unperturbed. Rather remarkable, seeing as how they thought they were going to apprehend dangerous murder criminals.
In the Kitchen, Mustard's group found nothing, except for a half-eaten, chocolate croissant.
"One of the other group members must have been eating that." said Miss Scarlet. "Ooh, I hope they choke." As if on cue, a cabinet door swung open to reveal the cook, face purple, with chocolate stains around his mouth. Miss Scarlet screamed.
"So, two have been murdered tonight." said Gold. "They must have given him a croissant laced with some kind of poison."
"We'd better catch up to those slimy criminals soon, so I can give them what for!" proclaimed Mustard.