Week 3 - Trial

[cartesio]

Week 3: Trial

April 20th. It was now time for the trial.

When everyone arrives at the trial room, the tribunes are already filled with townspeople. Compared to last week, there's less morbid curiosity and more quiet outrage. Everyone's glaring at the visitors while they enter the courtroom.

The number of podiums draped in black has increased dramatically. Nine's, Mako's, Sandalphon's, and Bakugou's have joined Moloch's, raising the number to five. That's one sixth of the available podiums. How many more will be covered in black velvet before these two months end?

Once everyone is at the right podium, the Sergeant bangs his gavel. He doesn't seem to be in better mood than before.

"Today the victim is Katsuki Bakugou. Solve it."

Without even bothering to taunt or be as antagonistic as usual, he waves the gavel. Five small photos appear on the podiums.

            

"When it's time, you shall cast your vote. Write it on paper or put the photo inside the slot, I don't really care about how you do it. What matters is that you actually do it. Start your discussion."

The trial room went completely silent, all the visitors can feel the attentive stares of the townspeople gathered to watch. It's up to them now to find the culprit.

Let the trial begin.

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Comments

[quickpersuader]

[Kino is freshly showered, no longer wearing the black jacket because it needs cleaning, but instead opting for plain pants and an opaque white shirt.]

I'm the one who found the body. It was in the... [Oh, is that what it's called? Thanks Franciscus.] immersion font, face up, eyes closed at the very bottom.

[A pause. Time to recall this as best as possible.]

He was at the center of the pool, and his skin was pale. I didn't see any signs of bloating, but his extremities were turning white and wrinkly. There was a little blood near his nose and mouth, and some froth on his lips... I noticed a wound on his chest, but beyond that, I had to pull him out of the pool.

[Which was gross. You're all welcome.]

After I got him out, I was able to notice a few more things. Rigor mortis hadn't completely set in yet. The stab wound on his chest wasn't particularly small, but it didn't look like it could have been deep enough to be fatal. It didn't exactly look like a knife wound, either...

There was also a blunt wound on the back of his head, but that might have been from hitting the rim like Mr. Franciscus said.

[yonosoymaria]

So the stab wound was not deep enough to be fatal, but would someone who has not seen death know that? Could it have been done to distract? Froth that stayed at his lips under water... poisoning can make you foam at the mouth, I think.

[silvertongueheir]

The bottle of poison appears to be unopened, though.

[quickpersuader]

Can we double check it?

[unfashionably]

If the bottle was unopened, I doubt that's what happened. Chances there was foaming for a different reason.

[carbide]

Could the wound have been from an arrow?

Mods

[quickpersuader]

[Hmmm, could it?]

[cartesio]

[ The wound is too shallow to have been caused by an arrow that's actually been fired from a bow, that's for sure. Shape-wise, an arrow with a thin tip seems like a possibility though. ]

[quickpersuader]

...If an arrow was used, it probably wasn't fired from a bow. But if it had a thin tip, it might fit.

[odasaku]

So someone...what? Shoved an arrow in and then pulled it out?