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"Query: Is the victim sleeping, Detective?" Barnaby’s voice box crackled with a pre-recorded laugh track. "Data suggests a nap is unlikely given the knife in his chest!"

Detective Case adjusted his trenchcoat as he stepped over a puddle of synthetic oil. The neon lights of the Joy-Tech Funplex flickered, casting long, jittery shadows across the crime scene. At the center of the arcade floor lay Mayor Higgins, stone-cold dead with a digital ticket stub clutched in his hand. Detective Case and Clown Bot in: Murder in the ...

"Nice shot, Barnaby," Case said, leaning against a support pole. "Query: Is the victim sleeping, Detective

Case stood up, brushing the sawdust off his coat. He looked at the weeping ringmaster, then at the unblinking, smiling robot. At the center of the arcade floor lay

The robot’s eyes whirred like camera lenses. "Analysis complete! This is 'Giggles Brand' heavy-duty white. Discontinued in 2024. Most likely source: The Old Sideshow Ruins."

Case reached for his revolver, but he was too slow. A man in a tattered ringmaster’s outfit tackled him to the dirt. It was "Silky" Sam, a performer who had been replaced by a holographic projection three years ago.

Case felt a metallic tug on his sleeve. He looked down to see Barnaby, the precinct’s top-rated Clown Bot. Barnaby was a six-foot-tall titanium nightmare painted in primary colors, equipped with a perma-grin and a spinning propeller hat.