Murder Mystery

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It's about high time that I make a good  entertaining story. This one: a murder mystery (obviously by the title)

Let's do this!

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Detective Mike arrived at the house at nine A.M. There was a report of a murder. There was a gun, but nobody had found any fingerprints on it.

It was in another room away from the body. It's not suicide, Mike thought. The body was covered in blood. There was also something weird in the kitchen.

There was a toaster. It was covered in blood. Mike checked it for fingerprints, but there were none at all!"Odd" said Mike. He searched  the rest of the house, but there was nothing.

He sighed, and took the gun and the toaster back to the lab so he could do even more tests on them. A few nights later, he was about to leave work. He left the toaster and the gun on a counter top. As he walked down a street, he heard a gunshot.

Quickly, he ran back to the lab, and saw a dead body on the floor, and the toaster, even bloodier than before. He pulled out his gun, and waited. There was nobody else in the room. He looked at the toaster.

It started to move! The toaster, jumped on the detective, but he shot the Toaster. It had a whole through it, and stopped  moving.

The next day, everyone called him crazy."Yes, It was a killer toaster!" He said. But nobody believed him.

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