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The storm raged outside the manor as Detective Harrow stepped into the grand, silent foyer. A single, broken teacup lay shattered on the antique rug near the library doors. He knelt, examining the porcelain shards and the faint, floral scent clinging to them. From the shadows, a trembling voice whispered that the master of the house was dead. Harrow stood, his gaze sweeping over the closed doors and locked windows of the room. Every soul in the house possessed a motive, a secret they would kill to protect. He pulled out his notebook, knowing the first question would unravel the first lie. The storm outside seemed to mirror the chaos brewing within the古老 walls of Blackwood Manor.