{"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":"b17fc56e-5d73-5241-938f-6bf37419a049","task_key":"default--murder~5fmysteries--b17fc56e-5d73-5241-938f-6bf37419a049","task_revision_id":"1","upstream_id":"","short_description":"Who is the most likely murderer?","config":"default","split":"murder_mysteries","body":"{\"choices\":\"['Gary', 'Dale']\",\"narrative\":\"In the intricate corridors of a secluded labyrinth, the life of Rosemary was silenced by an iron bar, thrusting Detective Winston into a complex game of cat and mouse with suspects, Gary and Dale.\\n\\nWinston rubbed his tired eyes, struggling to assemble the pieces of the puzzling case of Rosemary's murder. He couldn't shake the eerie chill that the labyrinth had loaned him that morning.\\n\\nThe first break in the case came from an unexpected place, in the form of a casual chat with a local construction worker. According to the worker, Gary, who was often seen at construction sites due to his job, had been sighted there on the night of the murder. Gary, he noted, would always be seen with an iron bar in hand.\\n\\nWinston decided to visit Gary at one of the many construction sites he frequented, finding him overseeing the loading of materials onto a truck.\\n\\n\\\"It's hard work, Detective.\\\" Gary began in response to Winston's silent probing, \\\"But it's how the family business works.\\\"\\n\\n\\\"How about Rosemary, your stepmother, how did she fit into all this?\\\" Winston pried, recalling how Rosemary had been recently throwing herself into the family business.\\n\\nHer mention released a floodgate of bitterness in Gary's voice. \\\"Well, I reckon she wanted to ensure that the business continued to thrive. Personally, I never saw eye to eye with her on that front,\\\" Gary admitted, a frown briefly replacing his earlier professional smile, \\\"In fact, the labyrinth was one of her pet projects.\\\"\\n\\n\\\"Speaking of the labyrinth, there were sightings of you entering the place that night.\\\" Winston was careful not to accuse but to question.\\n\\nGary's response was nonchalant as he shrugged, \\\"I've spent quite a bit of time in the labyrinth, Detective. That was one project I did enjoy working on, even if it was her idea.\\\"\\n\\nIronically, the labyrinth had been closed off to the public on the night of Rosemary's murder. Winston continued to probe, asking about the family dynamic within the business.\\n\\n\\\"I'd be lying if I didn't admit that I've all but been written out of the family business decisions recently,\\\" Gary said, sounding bitter, \\\"Especially since that woman, Rosemary, began imposing her rule.\\\"\\n\\nWinston noted Gary's seething resentment. He was an overlooked stepson, living in the shadow of his despised stepmother.\\n\\nFinally, Winston asked, \\\"Got any idea how an iron bar could end up at the murder scene?\\\"\\n\\nGary smirked, \\\"Maybe you need to look over the plans for the labyrinth, Detective. You'll find it’s common enough on a construction site.\\\"\\n\\nAs Winston drove away from the site, he took note of its close proximity to the labyrinth. Gary might be disgruntled and overlooked, but he was also clever and familiar with the treacherous maze.\\n\\nKilling two birds with one stone, Winston mused, recounting his interview. Gary had willingly led him into the depths of the labyrinth, allowing Winston to stumble upon an iron bar - a common construction tool, and intriguingly, the same weapon used in Rosemary's murder.\\n\\nAs Winston entered the Labyrinth, he could feel the haunting chill of the recent murder of Rosemary. His hands ran over the intricate layout of the walls, masterfully crafted by none other than Dale himself, the architect of the labyrinth. He knew that only one person, apart from the victim, knew about the labyrinth well enough, Dale.\\n\\nUpon reaching the site of the murder, he observed the noticeable bruises on Rosemary, a clear indication of prolonged physical abuse. He pressed his hand on the iron bar, a chilling reminder of the horrible events that took place.\\n\\nHe left the labyrinth with a heavy heart and made his way to Dale's house. As he pulled up, he noticed Dale in his home art studio, busily painting. Winston had heard that Dale, being an art enthusiast, had made a personal studio in his home and spent most of his free time at home, engrossed in his extensive collection of art.\\n\\n\\\"Detective Winston,\\\" Dale greeted him, not even pausing in his painting. \\\"What brings you here?\\\"\\n\\n\\\"Would you mind if I looked around?\\\" Winston asked.\\n\\nDale shrugged, \\\"Help yourself.\\\" \\n\\nAs Winston moved from one room to another, he couldn't help but notice the ghoulish and gruesome nature of the pieces in Dale's collection. 'Each painting more disturbing than the last,' he thought. The macabre art indicating the man's obsession with grim subject matter.\\n\\nIn between paintings of death and decay, he stumbled upon divorce papers. As he read them, Winston discovered that Dale had intentions of claiming custody of his children. Additionally, an annotation at the bottom stated Dale's fear of losing all his assets in divorce, a clue that further complicated Dale's motives.\\n\\nWinston decided it was time to have a one on one with Dale, \\\"You had control over the entire labyrinth's design and its execution?\\\" he asked.\\n\\nDale turned away from his easel \\\"Yes, it was my project.\\\"\\n\\n\\\"So, you were the one seen entering the labyrinth on the day Rosemary was found dead?\\\" Winston pressed further.\\n\\nDale swallowed, wiping his hands on his paint-smeared apron. \\\"Yes, I was in the labyrinth... you see, we were supposed to meet there. I'm the only one apart from Rosemary who knew about the meeting.\\\"\\n\\nWinston's brows furrowed but he chose not to push the subject. \\\"Your neighbors reported hearing loud arguments from your house,\\\" he said instead.\\n\\nDale sighed, \\\"Rosemary and I... we haven't been on good terms lately. The arguments...they were frequent.\\\"\\n\\nAll of a sudden, Winston's cellphone buzzed, distracting him from the tense conversation. Taking advantage of the situation, he excused himself, leaving Dale alone in his ghastly abode. Plenty of answers yet to be found, he thought, as he walked towards his car entirely immersed in the intricate web he found himself tangled in.\",\"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":[]}