It was a rainy spring morning and I shaved quietly anticipating a day without activity, because on bad weather days few crimes are committed. It was then that I received the call from Baudet, chief of police in the Montmartre district.
The body of the flea tamer from the circus who had just settled in Paris had been discovered at dawn. As soon as I hung up the phone, I hastily finished my morning chores, and in less than five minutes I went out the door, rudely dodging Madame Polie, who insinuated her good morings with a gesture as she placed the breakfast on the lounge table.
Brief detective adventure.
[+] Users who have solved this game
[+] Users currently playing this game