Beckey divides the sheets that have been printed using Gwen's favorite portable printer, Cake also gets a part. One of the top posts is a snippet of an article that discusses the photography club itself.
“Point number one,” Gwen read from the paper that had just been handed out. "The opening of creative opportunities is indicated by Anthony Penketh."
“Point number two, this is from the Times newspaper, the government is praising and starting to open up creative opportunities for Anthony Penketh's thinking. Point number three, Anthony Penketh, young man earning hundreds of thousands of dollars, let's see how. Point number four, from now on youth must follow in the footsteps of the genius Penketh!” he added facing everyone. “I could quote the rest of the news, but it's a waste of time. Let's continue with the writing I've made in red."
People followed Gwen's instructions quietly. Gwen continued to read the contents of the paper. The contents are none other than the mention of the same name. The six people had a slightly annoyed expression on their faces.
“The opening of model talent, holding a novel writing competition with film realization, a horror film project, and supported by several advertisements. Some are underlined “Ewig”, a brand name, and Obsolete Houses.” Gwen looked at the six people. “Now I'm not the only one who gets the meaning of the story you told earlier. A successful photography club.”
"Yeah, that's exactly what happened," Miss Elton agreed.
Gwen went back to the paper she brought with her, “Clara Weatherby, Miss Beautiful star went from zero, turned out to be an adopted child,” she added, “Plagiatism, film called “Demonic Manifestion” with studtio Evillbliss, Penketh denies. Then previously published, the horror film project “Uninvited Guest” failed due to allegations of plagiarism by the work of Why and P?”
"And second lastly, Anthony Penketh is filing for divorce from Clara Penketh, and the news that Clara Penketh is missing."
Gwen folded the paper after reading it all, then put it back in her pocket.
“The story you tell may have some truth. But after I saw some of these headlines, another view emerged. I will say without a doubt how much you hate Mr. Penketh, rather than Penketh is a manipulative person. Well, considering some of his success tracks despite the rumors against him and…”
Gwen paused and then pointed to someone. The muscular man was shocked.
“St. Eadbert said that his best friend always gets what he wants."
Then Gwen asked Beckey to bring her another piece of paper which she immediately read.
“'Ewig' is Miss Elton's brand. Strong distribution in Germany. While Obsolete House…” Gwen pointed at someone else. "It belongs to the Zouch family."
The six people were confused. Fernsby protested to Zouch why she didn't tell from the start.
“Ahaha, well, I always like surprises?”
"It's not his fault, my friends," added Miss Elton then turned to Gwen, "Zouch is quiet, but Yates once said that some of our photography support equipment was from Zouch."
"Eh? Are you serious? Including that mirrorless camera?” asked Corbyn in surprise.
Elton nodded confidently.
Cake furrowed his brows, a look on his face as if he realized something.
"So what's the point, Miss Pusscat? If you say we have a grudge with Penketh, it's true. You even made it clear how Penketh used us as a springboard. But if you think we have anything to do with the victim you are clearly wrong, because we don't know who it is and you must also think the same. Next, we just want to find out, how is Dolores Yates after 15 years of not seeing each other. So we asked Elton for help, because a friend of her knows you,” Honora Corbyn protests.
Gwen fell silent. She lowered her head and walked back and forth, repeated two times. Her face was panicked as she find the dead end, she bit his right thumb lightly.
Raymond Quill stood up and shouted. “Three different things, you know, Miss Pusscat! Three things! So please explain to the police that we are not included!”
"Not! That's not necessarily the case!” she snapped back and still pacing. “This case is quite unique. Who is the culprit? And who are the victims? Some of the information I received, it only answered one of them. And still, that's not enough to say as the final result.”
There was silence followed by confusion. Cake felt that Gwen was too quick to make up her mind.
There was silence followed by confusion. Cake felt that Gwen was too quick to make up her mind.
"It's about the victim?" asked Cake. He said guessing, “From the looks, can we tell that the victim was Mademoiselle Weatherby that you all said before? With the crown and blue sapphire necklace?”
Cake's words made everyone feel like it was a correct guess and started a little yelling. But Gwen refused. The necklace is still possible, but the crown is a bit no. No one wears a crown all the time.
Gwen shook her head and added that about the perpetrator and the way he committed the crime
“Through the aforementioned informational approach, I came to the conclusion that this person must be the most disadvantaged of all.” She added, “Miss Elton, frankly, who first suggested looking for Dolores Yates? Is that Miss Fernsby because she just said that?”
Elton glanced at Fernsby slowly, shaking her head doubtfully. Honora Corbyn explained that of the eight members, all agreed to find out. The underlying thing is that apart from Dolores Yates, all of them have made video calls, some of them even hangout occasionally.
"Very well. It builds trust little by little. When the time comes, the fire of revenge accumulates, it pours out in the form of violence. Thus her body was mutilated, then burned until charred. The alibi is perfect. So, who are the victims? Who's the killer? Lastly, who is the seventh guest?”
"Then who, Miss Pusscat?" Elton's voice sounded more concerned, his eyes darting around his friend.
Suddenly the sound of a car was heard. The three newcomers, Superintendent Orin, Mel Beaufort, and Miss Dorothy.
"Three most likely," he added, looking deeply into the person whose name was mentioned. “Miss Dorothy, because she lied. Miss Zouch, because you lied too, Or…”
"You alone, Miss Elton."
When the latter's name was called, all eyes were on him as if he was going to skin his clothes.
“O-obviously not! It's certainly not me!” the woman added frantically, the corners of her eyes twitching. "Why and against whom?"
Gwen told them to calm down. Meanwhile Cake had been listening with focus and no special expression.
"Miss Elton, I'm sure you guys know too, she lied about the writing, the names of the invitees. Miss Dorothy, by using the phrase 'marketing' she has lied about the basement. While Miss Zouch…”
Gwen walked a little closer.
"This must be your doing."
The glasses woman was silent. There was not the slightest expression of fear, his mouth twisted.
Gwen further explained that the Obsolete House turned out to be owned by the Zouch family upon investigation. She added that Dorothy might help her. Miss Dorothy although her face looks calm, her brows furrowed, her mouth that looks like she's trying to speak is silenced when Gwen relates the rumors of a victorian-style female ghost that has the potential to help Miss Zouch's process of manipulating the atmosphere. The undeniable thing was that it was the guest who stayed first, Gwen strongly suspected that they were interfering with each other.
Superintendent Orin ordered the two constables manning the garage to handcuff them. The senior superintendent of the Cumbria County Police expresses his gratitude for the outstanding detective performance and is said to have been approved as part of New Scotland Yard. While Raymond Quill, repeatedly tried to prevent the capture of Miss Zouch. Cake narrowed his eyes.
“Wait a minute,” Cake protested as she stopped them.
"What are you doing?" Gwen asked in surprise.
Cake walked a little towards the woman who from the first time we met had always been wearing Victorian clothes.
"Miss Dorothy and Miss Zouch are not wrong."
What happened?
Beckey stared and petrified.
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