{"kind":"task","effective_mode":"full","benchmark":{"kind":"benchmark","effective_mode":"full","slug":"musr","formal_name":"MuSR","introduction":"MuSR poses multistep soft reasoning problems over algorithmically generated narratives. 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":"60167476-49d1-5be1-833a-b2d0b1270e3b","task_key":"default--murder~5fmysteries--60167476-49d1-5be1-833a-b2d0b1270e3b","task_revision_id":"1","upstream_id":"","short_description":"Who is the most likely murderer?","config":"default","split":"murder_mysteries","body":"{\"choices\":\"['Bryan', 'Everett']\",\"narrative\":\"In the picturesque world of paragliding, hidden secrets tumble as Detective Winston investigates the brutal hatchet murder of Travis, with only Bryan and Everett in the center of the storm.\\n\\nWinston walked along the clear lines set up around the paragliding site, his head pounding from the sheer absurdity and gruesomeness of the case. Travis, found dead, his face cleaved into an unfamiliar version of the joy-filled man he was known to be.\\n\\nThere was a suspect that piqued Winston's interest, Bryan. Known all around town for his cookery, especially for his handy use of a hatchet while chopping the hardest of ingredients, sharpened meticulously before each use. Bryan could frequently be seen by town residents, unloading boxes from his delivery truck into his city home, often containing specialized cooking equipment that he personally ordered for home delivery. Further, several witnesses had seen him unloading an array of boxes from his truck into this secluded cabin. Winston learned that Bryan had an insatiable thirst for ensuring his kitchen was bursting with the latest culinary tools. \\n\\n\\\"Bryan, what were you doing driving up to this lonely cabin the other day? Delivering more of your tools?\\\" Winston asked him, taking a seat across from Bryan.\\n\\n\\\"Well, detective, I was just bringin' up some of my cookin' tools. I've been doin' a lot of grilling up here recently,\\\" Bryan stuttered, his eyes nervously darted.\\n\\n\\\"Hatchets for food preparation, huh? That sure is an interesting hobby, Bryan.\\\" Winston mentioned. He recalled seeing Bryan the previous day, honing the edge of his hatchet with precision.\\n\\n\\\"Yes, sir. It's been tradition since when I was a teen. I used to participate lots in hatchet throwin' competitions, you see,\\\" Bryan said, his eyes now safely back on Winston, the color slowly draining as he spoke.\\n\\nInteresting, Winston thought. \\\"Tell me, Bryan. Were Travis's pranks bothering you? Those about you dipping into the petty cash?\\\"\\n\\nBryan hesitated for a moment, weighing his words. \\\"About all of his mockery... it's been tough,\\\" Bryan said, avoiding Winston's gaze.  \\\"He's been parading around, telling everyone that I've been stealing. He even found a way to publicize I've been dipping into our petty cash.\\\"\\n\\nWinston nodded, trying not to show his surprise. Travis, that jolly, carefree soul resorting to humiliation and accusations? Hard to believe.\\n\\n\\\"Seems like you've been quite worried about jail, huh, Bryan? Aren't you scared of these accusations?\\\"\\n\\n\\\"Y-yes... I... I can't go to jail, detective. That’s my worst nightmare, I ...\\\" Bryan faltered, his hand instinctively brushing over his jeans where Winston could spot the handle of his sharpened hatchet, just peeking out, its shine all too prominent.\\n\\nWinston settled in at his desk, running his fingers over the cold, metallic edges of the woodworking tools that lay strewn across his workspace. They were in evidence bags, cataloged meticulously. A particular hatchet caught his eye, one that lab results had confirmed as the murder weapon. It belonged to Everett, who managed his own private collection of woodworking tools.\\n\\nEverett, a curator with a keen interest in woodworking, worked at a museum dedicated to the craft. His tools, his museum job, the woodworking... along with these, evidence bags with Everett's paragliding equipment caught Winston's eye. They were marked as found at the murder site, logged and stored.\\n\\nDeviating from his thoughts about woodworking, Winston began browsing through the case profiles scrolling across his screen.\\n\\nTravis, the victim, was a paragliding aficionado who had recently earned an international award within the sport—a revered distinction that Everett had also vied for failing to clinch. It seemed Everett struggled for the same acclaim, without much luck. \\n\\nEverett's paragliding equipment, now part of the collected evidence from the murder site, was a strong indictor. This was where Travis had met his end. Coincidently the same place where a paragliding event was held that day. \\n\\nStraightening up and pocketing his notebook, Winston decided to pay a visit to Everett at the museum.\\n\\nWhilst there, he noticed Everett skilfully fashioning a piece of wood into a bird’s wing. Maybe it was the context, but it struck him the resemblance it bore to a paraglider's wing.\\n\\n“Detective Winston,” Everett greeted him, offering a firm, rugged handshake. “Care for a tour?”\\n\\nWinston declined the offer. “I hear you and Travis were at the same paragliding meetup that day,” Winston started with a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders.\\n\\nEverett, with a somber nod, confirmed his attendance at said meetup. He muttered something about always being in Travis’ shadow, causing Winston to raise his brow in intrigue.\\n\\nBefore leaving the museum, he waved down a few visitors, asking if they also shared an interest in paragliding. To his surprise, all of them recalled seeing Everett’s vehicle parked at the site of the meetup that day, matching the timings of the murder deeds.\\n\\nWith the image of the hatchet from Everett's collection - the very one identified as the murder weapon - Everett's paragliding gear found at the crime scene, and the chilling timeline coming together, Winston stepped back into the early evening humidity, a new sense of the suspect's world giving weight to his thoughts. But, those dots could wait for another day to connect. For now, it was time to head back to the precinct.\",\"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":[]}