POLICE LOG #455

The top class Forensics Inspector Pestry entered the crime scene. The stench of death hung about the air, with the hint of Mike’s Awesome Bakery’s famous cream puffs. ‘God, I love those cream puffs.’ the Inspector thought to himself. Pestry shook off the thought of such pastries, and focused at the problem at hand.

“Fillipo,” the Inspector snapped. “Show me to the body.”

Fillipo, the amazingly annoying investigation firm intern, obediently, showed the Inspector to the back room, where the body has been discovered.

Although blood seemingly covered the room and there was fake fingerpaints all over the shelving, Pestry knew what he should be truly looking for.

“There’s some white powder on the body… And the rest of the room. It seems to be coming from that bag.” Pestry examined.

“Sir, I highly doubt that will help us conclude who did this.” Fillipo rudely interrupted.

“Fillipo!” Pestry shouted, “I know what I’m doing!” Pestry took a moment to compose himself, as his therapist had told him. 10 deep breathes, in and out.

“Alright, sir. If you insist, the source of the white powder is from one of those bags on the shelf.” Fillipo stated. “Flour, baking powder, baking soda, and cornstarch….  Well, the only open bag is the baking pow--”

“Mediocre work, Fillipo! Now, we have to figure what this powder all over the room is.” Pestry thought aloud.

“Sir, I just said that it is clearly the baking powder. There’s even a knife right over there! We should be investigating t--” Fillipo began to rudely rant.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself yet, kid. Now, ring in to the chief and tell him I’ll need at least 10 days for this investigation.” Pestry demanded, in his very confident and smooth voice.

For the next 10 days, Pestry worked without break. By way of testing the substances with assorted liquids, he was finally able to conclude that it was indeed baking powder. Seemingly irrelevant, but however noteworthy; Fillipo was no help at all. The next morning, Pestry met with the chief inside the bakery.

“Chief,” Pestry said, confidently. “I have concluded that the murderer was every baker of Mike’s Awesome Bakery. They all had traces of the substances found in the crime scene on their clothing.”

“Even the blood?” the Chief questioned.

“Um,... Yeah. Yes, yes. Blood was found on their hands. Yeah. Oh, except Mike. Unless he stopped making cream puffs.” Pestry assured him. And so concluded the murder of Mike’s Awesome Bakery.

--POLICE LOG #445, WRITTEN BY FORENSICS INSPECTOR PESTRY DONIT.

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