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It has three domains — murder mysteries, object placements and team allocation — and this catalogue imports the murder-mystery set.","introduction_ja":"","introduction_en":"","category":"Category not supplied","task_count":null,"acquisition_status":"Acquisition status not supplied","official_url":"https://zayne-sprague.github.io/MuSR/","indexing_mode":"noindex","profile":{"resources":[],"task_format":"","scoring":"","metric":"","size":"","answer_access":"","license":"","citation":"","maintainer":"","released":"","why_hard":"","related":[]}},"task_id":"12150bf5-60e5-551d-b4f0-8bfe15d5ab8c","task_key":"default--murder~5fmysteries--12150bf5-60e5-551d-b4f0-8bfe15d5ab8c","task_revision_id":"1","upstream_id":"","short_description":"Who is the most likely murderer?","config":"default","split":"murder_mysteries","body":"{\"choices\":\"['Malaysia', 'Richard']\",\"narrative\":\"In the mystifying quiet of a mosque, Isabella was found lifeless, a nunchaku the lone cause, casting Detective Winston into a whirlwind investigation with suspects Malaysia and Richard at the heart of the mystery.\\n\\nDetective Winston was in his office, pouring over the facts of the Isabella case. Isabella was a young woman murdered in a mosque with a pair of nunchaku. Her case was sent to him because not only was the method of murder unusual but the strange behavior she'd reported was disconcerting.\\n\\nIsabella had reported suspicious activity to the authorities, claiming an acquaintance named Malaysia was acting out of sorts. The name Malaysia was ringing alarm bells for Winston. The police had already questioned her regarding a theft, and now, with Isabella's murder, he felt the need to dig deeper.\\n\\nWinston knocked on the door of Malaysia's small home, case files in hand. She was a hairdresser by trade, known to be a fan of martial arts movies, placing Bruce Lee as her idol, and had a knack for practicing martial arts moves at home. She had purchased nunchaku recently.  \\n\\nWinston was greeted with a jovial smile when he arrived, and once pleasantries were exchanged, his questions began.\\n\\n“I noticed a uniform in that bag by your door,” Winston nodded towards the corner of the room. “You do martial arts?”\\n\\n“Sure do,” she replied cheerfully. “Nothing like a little kick and a punch after a long day, especially after watching a good martial arts movie.”\\n\\nWinston watched her closely but Malaysia seemed to only speak the truth. “Did you ever take martial arts classes?”\\n\\nMalaysia chuckled, “Does high school count? I took it for a few years then. I was a Bruce Lee in the making.”\\n\\nHe took a deep breath and continued, “What about your family, Malaysia?” Winston asked, trying to dig into her background. \\n\\nMalaysia shrugged. “Well detective, it's as erratic as the weather these days. Speaking of which, I do believe we are in for some rain later today.\\\"\\n\\nFeeling slightly exasperated, Winston decided to prod a bit more. \\\"And your love life, Malaysia?\\\" he asked. \\n\\n\\\"Oh, it's like 'Gone With The Wind',\\\" she replied, winking at him. \\\"An epic which suddenly disappears. Like any good movie, wouldn't you agree, Winston?\\\"\\n\\nHe decided to tread lightly. “You ever practice with nunchaku?”\\n\\nMalaysia’s gaze never wavered, “Oh, sure. Bought a pair recently. They came in handy when Isabella tried taking my TV. Those are some nice detective notes you've got there around a theft, happened a few days ago, isn't it? The police already asked me about those.\\\"\\n\\nAs Winston left Malaysia's home, he was left with a feeling of uncertainty. There was much to unravel about this peculiar woman, and he still couldn’t shake off the uneasy feeling of her jovial exterior that hid a string of suspicious facts. Isabella might have been gone, but Winston was determined to uncover the truth for her sake.\\n\\nWinston eyed the austere environment of the mosque, draped in silence and shadows. As he looked at this deserted place of worship, he thought of the vibrant Isabella, now lying lifeless.\\n\\nRemembering his conversations with Isabella's friends, he couldn't help but recall them saying how determined she was to escape Richard for good. Isabella's friends had mentioned her to him - how she told them she intended to finally break free from Richard permanently.\\n\\nHe decided to talk to Richard, a local waiter who had been working at the mosque during those deserted, deadly hours that took Isabella's life.\\n\\nRichard stood by the main entryway, enduring the barrage of lights and unfamiliar faces. Winston recognized him from his not-so-distant encounter with the law - a case of domestic violence involving him and Isabella.\\n\\n\\\"Evening, Richard,\\\" Winston started, extending a friendly hand. \\\"Been working here long?\\\"\\n\\n\\\"Few months, sir,\\\" Richard replied, his voice steady. \\\"Only serve the occasional visitor during the day. I was alone yesterday. No one else was here.\\\"\\n\\nWinston nodded, making a mental note of Richard's presence at the mosque during the time of Isabella's murder. \\\"I've seen you before. A martial arts class, wasn't it?\\\"\\n\\nRichard's gaze flickered with surprise before he recovered, his professional mask back in place. \\\"Yes. Same class as Isabella.\\\"\\n\\nWinston recalled seeing Richard in that martial arts class, practicing nunchaku - the same weapon that had ended Isabella's life. And not too long ago, he had seen him at the local sports equipment store, purchasing a set of nunchaku.\\n\\n\\\"Quite a skill you've got there,\\\" Winston continued, keeping his voice casual. \\\"Heard you and Isabella trained together.\\\"\\n\\nRichard sighed, his gaze flicked towards the mosque's silent dome. \\\"Yeah, we both were there. Couldn't seem to get away from each other.”\\n\\n\\\"I'm sure,\\\" Winston agreed. Neighbors had reported frequently hearing the couple arguing, their quarrels escalating in intensity. \\\"How was Isabella doing?\\\"\\n\\nRichard paused, his brow furrowed. \\\"She... She was... planning to leave.\\\"\\n\\n\\\"Leave?\\\" Winston asked, knowing that Isabella had finally decided to break free from Richard permanently. She had even confided in her friends about her escape plans and purchased a ticket for a one-way trip out of the country.\\n\\n\\\"Yes...\\\" Richard's voice was barely audible. \\\"Leave me. Leave everything.\\\"\\n\\nWith that, Winston thanked Richard and turned to leave, his thoughts spinning around the tragic tale of Isabella, her life brutally ended in this quiet mosque she had formerly sought peace.\",\"question\":\"Who is the most likely murderer?\"}","display_format":"text","language":"","answer_status":"published","assets":[],"source_url":"https://zayne-sprague.github.io/MuSR/","history":"initial import","indexing_mode":"noindex","subproblems":[],"grids":[]}