“Who would have done it, Detective ? “
“Well Yes , that’s the question isn’t but i am more worried about the how part”.
“Apparently they were here for dinner, i guess she cooked some salads and they drank.”
“What’s that around the corner?”
” Queer, how the fruits are inside it.”
“Well i must confess that isn’t a new fashion around here , but then maybe it’s new.” smirked Inspector Direnton.
Detective Sherlton froze on the ground. For a second it appeared as if he had seen the whole scene in front of him.
“This man was murdered, Inspector.”
“How on earth was it done?”
“He was poisoned by the very Pineapple floating so innocently in the wine.”