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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":"2d40d325-0500-5c38-b41e-50a730bbb3ab","task_key":"default--murder~5fmysteries--2d40d325-0500-5c38-b41e-50a730bbb3ab","task_revision_id":"1","upstream_id":"","short_description":"Who is the most likely murderer?","config":"default","split":"murder_mysteries","body":"{\"choices\":\"['Stuart', 'Alice']\",\"narrative\":\"In the quiet isolation of a remote chalet, Cecilia's life brutally ended by an axe and it's now up to the jaded Detective Winston to untangle a web of deceit involving suspects, Stuart and Alice.\\n\\nWinston studied Stuart with a discerning eye, perched across from him in a tired, leathery chair inside the bustling airport terminal. Usually, his line of work didn't involve tracking down suspects in airport lobbies, but such were the circumstances - with available investigation time dwindling when it came to this particular murder.\\n\\n\\\"Well, you look a little nervous there, Stuart,\\\" Winston observed casually, curious about the noticeable discomfort emanating from the otherwise composed electrician.\\n\\n\\\"Just... I hate flying,\\\" Stuart offered. His eyes darted to the grimy airport terminal windows without meeting Winston's leveled gaze.\\n\\nDecades of police work allowed Winston to judge when someone, like Stuart, was being evasive about the truth. The seasoned detective decided to switch tactics for now. \\\"You know, Stuart, I've heard you're quite the hand with voltage. Been working as an electrician for several years?\\\"\\n\\nStuart nodded. \\\"Yes, sir. Always got my own set of tools. Everything I need to get the job done, including my axe.\\\" His fingers twitched slightly as he mentioned the tool, akin to a pianist remembering a familiar melody. Perfect for cutting electrical cables when necessary. \\n\\nWinston took note of this reaction and continued. \\\"Big day today, huh? Received a call to fix a power outage at the remote chalet. No other workers, no inhabitants. Just you with all your tools, including that axe of yours.\\\" He had to be careful with his words, especially considering Stuart's tendency to withhold personal information.\\n\\n\\\"Yes, that's right. It was at Cecilia's chalet. Power was out the entire day. Had to bring my equipment with me. Cutting off the old cables was messy work, but the axe made it a tad easier,\\\" Stuart looked slightly away again at the mention of the now tragically departed Cecilia. \\n\\nWinston let that dissipate into the stale air before continuing. \\\"And shortly after that, they found her. Found her in that very chalet.\\\"\\n\\nThe sudden silence suggested he finally got under Stuart's skin. However, before Winston could get another word in, the overhead speakers bellowed out the final call for Stuart's flight. \\n\\nWith his head still bowed low, Stuart stood up, hefted his luggage, and muttered, \\\"I'd best be going.\\\"\\n\\nWinston watched him walk briskly towards the gangway, hands gripping his carry-on bag tightly. The seasoned investigator knew a suspect could never be prematurely concluded as guilty and, in this case, he wasn't ready to tick Stuart off the list - yet. The subsequent chapters would reveal more... they always did.\\n\\nWinston gazed across the untouched alpine landscape surrounding Cecilia's chalet. It was an isolated spot, certainly. Waving off the last crime scene investigator, he stepped inside the chalet, processing the eerie silence.\\n\\nCecilia was a student at the local school where Alice, suspect in question, was a counselor. Alice had been not only on the verge of significant change in her professional landscape, but was about to lose her job due to a recent scandal. A noun as unstable as scandal, indeed. It turns out that the scandal she was embroiled in was about grade-changing; documents uncovered by Cecilia suggested Alice's involvement. That sort of behavior doesn't sit well with school authorities, because it undermines the values and ethics they strive to instill in their students.\\n\\nAs he skimmed through Cecilia's schedule for that day, he noted that Alice was the only appointment, and it was Alice who'd put it in the calendar. He remembered Alice as one of the leading figures on the school's camping trips. He'd even seen her demonstrating axe skills to the kids, the very same axe which had been laying untouched until recently in the school's woodshop.\\n\\nWinston had been informed that Alice had previously been seen carrying an axe from that shop. An axe could be used for chopping wood, maybe, but in a setting such as this one, it was a grim and dominating presence, a marker of something far more sinister. This, however, was pure conjecture.\\n\\n“Alice has always been very active with the students – often taking them out for camping trips.” Winston mused to himself. He tried to imagine the scene: Alice presiding over a group of children, expertly wielding an axe to chop wood for a bonfire, perhaps.\\n\\nAside from this scandal, Cecilia had unintentionally stumbled further into a dark web of secrets, uncovering evidence of Alice's extramarital affair. That sort of discovery could wreak havoc on a school counselor's reputation, with potential to bring about more devastating consequences.\\n\\nParting the drapes, Winston watched as the sunset turned the icy landscape warm shades of peach and gold. He realized that Alice had been alone with Cecilia at the chalet, that day. This fact added a touch of ice to the corners of his stoic heart.\\n\\nWinston considered how Alice's life was falling apart. A scandal, an affair, an impending job loss and now, a murder to deal with. As Winston packed up his notes and headed out, he had Eden, his secretary, dial Alice's number.\\n\\nBefore leaving the desolate chalet, Winston allowed himself a final speculative glance at the crime scene. Wilderness creeping forward, ready to swallow the blatant dark humanity demonstrated here. “Alice. School Counselor. Grade-changing scandal. Affair.” He muttered to himself. The irony didn't escape him.\",\"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":[]}