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(THEME MUSIC)

Ha!

(CHUCKLES)

(BOTH SCREAM)

(BIG BEN STRIKES)

(OWL HOOTS)

(SNORES)

Aaaagh!

Uh? Mimi? What's going on?!

Look!

Oh! Aah!

Ugh! Mimi!

Oh! Aah!

G'ah! Oh!

Ow!

Ohh! G'ah!

(WHIMPERS)

Aagh!

Aaaaagh!

Oh! Ugh!

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

Princess?

What's going on in here?

You're hurt!

Oh, my poor Princess. Don't move.

Mommy's going to take care of you.

Hello? Dr Maxwell?

Yes. It's an emergency.

Your turn, Snowflake.

Five. I'm going into the libr...

..the lib...libr...

Library. Come on. Hurry up.

Babysitter and hammer.

Ugh.

I've got nothing.

Oh, you want a hammer?

Here's your hammer!

(CHUCKLES) Tough luck, buddy.

Hey! You're not supposed to say what you show.

Yeah, OK, fine. My turn?

CLEVER: Gardener in the garage with the bottle of poison.

Game over. We have a client.

Aw, Clever! That's what I was gonna say!

I was about to win!

Hmpf!

Hey! How did you win without even playing?

Easy. Just like Bro.

Zibbuh! Mm-mm! Shh-shh-shh-shh!

The security mirror Brian uses to see behind the aisles

was redirected to see your cards.

It only took me a few seconds

to deduce which cards were not in the game.

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

I don't believe it! You cheater!

We thought you always won 'cause you were a great detective!

Um, a great detective sometimes uses cunning

to triumph over his adversary.

How about if the great detective got his cunning over here right now

so we can triumph over a FUTURE adversary?

Some great detective.

Maybe you're the worst one in the world, and that's why you cheat.

Oh!

Oh, yeah? Wanna bet I beat you without cunning?

(COUGHS) Cheating.

(SNIGGERS)

Eaugh! Bro!

A client's waiting for us!

Alright, I want a rematch, fair and square.

I'll show you that I'm the best detective in the wor...

Second best!

Ugh! (LAUGHS)

Thanks, snitch. Hm.

Ah! At last!

Miss Clever, you must help me. It's urgent.

I'm sure the octopus will come back.

And since Princess is at the vet's,

there's no-one to protect me from its horrible tentacles!

I'll leave you with the craz... uh, the client.

Oh... What did he say?

He doesn't believe me? (CHUCKLES)

The police didn't believe me either.

Calm down. We're here to help you, Miss...

Mimi.

Actually, my real name is Milady,

but my mistress doesn't pay much attention to me anymore

now that she has Princess.

Now it's Mimi,

or sometimes just, "Naughty girl!"

Are you sure that the creature was after YOU?

Positive!

It knocked my cage over and chased me behind a vase!

Princess was injured by accident, and it wasn't my fault.

Allow me to sum things up.

You live with a poodle named Princess

and, judging by her oiled fur, she participates in beauty contests,

and was injured by an octopus that came in through the chimney.

Worst detective in the world, huh?

We'll see about that.

This octopus - did you see it clearly?

Oh, yes!

Slimy and gooey, with lots of tentacles!

Hey, what's he doing? He's not listening to me.

Heh-hem!

I am thinking!

Visualising in my mind.

Mimi was the only witness of the attack.

Therefore, she has no alibi.

Moreover, she started out by insisting that it wasn't her fault.

..and it wasn't my fault.

Exactly what a culprit would say.

She's nervous, talks fast, and made up a nonsensical story.

My guess is that she's the one who injured her housemate,

out of jealousy. Oh!

Then how do you explain

these tentacle-shaped traces of soot on her back?

Yeah! Horrible tentacles.

It'll be back for sure.

Miss Mimi, the investigation is open.

Let's go to your home at once to see if there are any clues.

Ah, at last! Someone believes me!

For the moment, the investigation is open...

..meaning everyone is still a suspect.

Hmm.

McFLARE: Ah, Clever.

You're looking into this story about marine monsters too?

Did anyone else talk to you about an octopus, Detective?

Miss Princess contacted Scotland Yard this morning,

and two days ago, another poodle named Cloud was injured

following a night-time attack.

She spoke of a flying octopus, but... (CHUCKLES)

..since she was in a state of shock, I...

You didn't believe her.

Well, maybe you should have.

Let me show you.

The traces of soot

that look like suction pads on the floor and chandelier

indicate that something used tentacles

to move around inside this room.

Mimi, you said the octopus attacked you.

Ah.

But, based on the marks,

I'd say that the trophy thrown by the octopus

was intended for Princess and not you, Mimi.

Look - it was deflected by this dark-coloured lampshade,

which must have been invisible in the dark.

Hmm.

That's damaging to her witness statement.

Tell me, Mac, this other poodle, Cloud -

am I wrong to bet that she takes part in beauty contests too?

Hmm. How did you know?

Well, it's true.

She complained about missing her next contest because of her injury.

Princess was supposed to be in a beauty contest tomorrow, too.

But what's that got to do with MY monster?

The octopus came after ME when I hid behind this vase!

I took a closer look at the soot marks on the vase.

The octopus intentionally knocked it over onto Princess's foot.

Hmph!

Here's last month's contest podium.

Princess was second place.

Hm, the winner there - that's her, Cloud.

Hmm.

This means that the two first place winners of the most recent contest

are out of the running tomorrow morning.

If nobody wants to take my case seriously, I'm going home!

Do you think that the octopus attacks beauty contest participants

to prevent them from competing?

Exactly.

And it no doubt obeys someone who wants to eliminate the favourites

in order to have a chance of winning herself.

We just need to find out who.

Look, here's a sheet with Princess and Cloud's main adversaries -

Cookie,

Blueberry,

Venus,

and Diana.

Each one could be the culprit, or in great danger.

Let's go question them quick.

If the contest is tomorrow, we don't have much time.

I spoke with Jenkins, the contest organiser's dog.

Miss Cookie, who lives in this circus,

came in third several times this year,

but never first or second.

Then she has a good motive. Let's question her.

Yes, I'm Cookie.

What's going on, Detective?

Unfortunately, we have reason to believe that you might be in danger.

Uh?

Princess and Cloud were attacked

by a sort of...

..ugh, monster.

An octopus-like one.

What?! Princess? Cloud?

Oh! The poor girls!

How are they?

An oc...octopus, you say?

Or a mean, jealous hamster DISGUISED as an octopus.

Miss Cookie, do you believe any of your rivals capable

of cheating to win?

No. I don't think so.

Oh, this is awful.

This contest is so important for my mistress.

If I were to miss it, it would be just terrible.

Could you tell us exactly where you were last night?

Hmm.

(GASPS)

What is that?

(DISTANT CLATTERING)

Have no fear.

We are here with you.

Is that it? The octopus?!

Aaaagh!

Miss Cookie, we're here to protect you.

Listen.

(YELPS)

Aagh! BOTH: Aagh!

Oh!

(BOTH EXCLAIM)

Whoa!

How could Mimi have trained that?!

Bro, we have to save Cookie.

You create a diversion while I try to tie its tentacles.

(SNIGGERS)

Hey! Octopus!

You know the magic hamster trick?

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Whoa... (GASPS)

Oops.

Whoa!

Ah!

Whoa!

Aaaaagh!

Huh! Ugh.

Uh... Whaaagh!

Hm?

Uh...

Whoaaaa!

Heh!

Hup!

Ugh!

(SIGHS)

Whoa... Whoa...

Aaagh! Bro!

D'agh!

Uh! Whoa!

Whaaaaaagh!

Whaaa...

Ugh!

Hm? It's trying to hurt Cookie!

We have to stop it!

Help me.

(BOTH GRUNT)

(BANG!)

(COUGHS)

Oh, I think we missed it.

Miss Cookie! You can come out now.

The danger has been averted.

Miss Cookie?

Everything's alright.

The octopus is gone now.

I'll send Agent Travis to stay with you until the contest.

He'll protect you.

Is...is it gone?

Are you sure?

(SHIVERS)

Oh!

Uh, I'll be alright.

There wasn't enough oxygen in the chest.

I'm fine now.

Oh, I forgot, Detective -

Mimi said that Princess's injury wasn't serious

and that she'd be able to participate

in the contest after all.

Oh. Good thing you informed me.

I'll send an agent to stay with her, too.

Hmm. That was a close call.

But at least now we know that this octopus really does exist

and that Miss Cookie is not the culprit.

Nor is Mimi.

Mimi might not be the octopus,

but she could have trained it.

It is not an octopus,

nor any other cephalopod that escaped from the ocean.

BOTH: What?!

When I climbed onto it, I could feel it -

it was a fabric costume.

the creature also left a footprint on the floor -

a DOG footprint.

And not just any dog -

there is a poodle hiding under that costume.

The footprint and creature size match up.

Mimi could very well have teamed up with one of the other competitors

out of jealousy toward Princess.

Well, in that case, she shouldn't have asked me to investigate

because I will soon nab that rinky-dink octopus.

That leaves us with three suspect poodles -

Blueberry, who is part of the Queen's court,

Venus, who lives in Chelsea with a retired couple,

and Diana, who lives in an art gallery.

Let's get on with the interrogations.

Where were you last night?

Uh! Asleep in my room at the palace, with Cinnamon.

Last night I was sound asleep.

It's important to get rest before a contest.

Last night I slept.

No, no witnesses.

Very well. And two hours ago?

I was training, right here, with Cinnamon as well.

Eh...two hours ago, I...

..I went for a walk in the park.

I was with my mistress, having my hair done.

A giant octopus attacked three contestants.

Ah! BOTH: An octopus?!

Fortunately, Princess and Cookie

will be able to take part,

but not Cloud.

Poor cloud. She usually always wins.

Cloud won't be participating?

Ah! Lucky girl.

Well, thank you very much for your understanding,

and we'll keep you posted.

Aha! I know who did it.

Venus lied.

She couldn't have been at the park.

Her paws were immaculately clean.

I'm surprised you didn't notice, Clever.

Bravo, Detective. You're right. Venus lied.

Why didn't you arrest her?

Hm. You don't arrest a suspect for lying.

You have to catch them in the act.

And that's exactly what we're going to do.

The contestants will all be in their dressing rooms from tonight on.

The octopus will strike again.

Let's go and lay our trap.

I'm sorry, Detective, but I had to lie to you.

For my plan to work, you had to believe it yourself.

Hmph!

Now, all the suspects think that Princess is back on her feet.

The culprit will strike again on this last night.

Oh, I hope your unorthodox method leads to something.

Is your trap about done? Yes.

As soon as the octopus enters, I'll press the switch

and the fan will rewind the rope.

And I tip this big trophy over onto it.

That should be enough to knock it out.

Then I'll make it confess that it's Mimi's accomplice!

(FEIGNS SNORING)

(OCTOPUS SLITHERS)

Now, Bro!

(FAN WHIRRS)

Whoa!

Eagh! Ugh!

Bro!

Ouch!

Oh, I mean... (HIGH VOICE) Ouch!

Hyah! Yah!

(GASPS)

Whoa! Aagh! Oh...

Quick! We can't let it escape!

Detective, how's your foot?

Oh...

Oh, nothing broken,

but I went straight from pageant poodle to lame duck.

Ugh.

Whoa! These tentacles are crazy!

Yes. Our octopus is very resourceful.

But I haven't said my last word.

I know who the octopus is.

Someone's in danger and we must act fast.

We're going to play the marine monster.

Huh-yah! (FAN STOPS)

Oh, that's incredibly sophisticated for a poodle.

(GIGGLES) Can I try it out?

I was so hoping you'd say that.

Clever! Bro! Be careful!

Hmm.

BOTH: Whooooa!

Aaaagh!

Hah!

Who-ho-hoa! Shh! Bro!

(REPEATED THUDDING) (DOG YELPS)

(THUDDING)

Ohh! Oh!

Ohhh!

(CLANG!)

Hey, you mollusc!

Why don't you fight someone your own size, huh?!

Miss Blueberry! Get out of here!

Ugggh!

Bro! Make me jump! Uh, what?

Yaaaaaaggh!

Whaaaagh!

(PIN CLINKS)

(BANG!)

Uh... Ugh!

And that is how you go octopus fishing in London.

And our culprit is...

..Cookie.

What?! Uh, what?

Yes, indeed.

Cookie, who wields mechanical tentacles as easily as her mistress.

This costume belongs to a circus acrobat.

But the octopus attacked her!

She had to have an accomplice -

maybe a hamsterian type.

Absolutely not.

She used a conjuring trick to fool us.

The noise at the other end of the hangar was only the curtains,

which she activated with the remote control hidden in her pillow

before jumping inside her trunk.

But I could have sworn that she didn't come back out

until after the attack.

The chest was a magician's chest with a false bottom,

concealing the octopus costume

and a secret basement exit.

OK, but why did the explosion daze her?

Over the years, her dog cannon number damaged her inner ear...

(SIGHS)

..which explains her dizzy spells whenever there's a loud noise.

Oh, my goodness!

Bravo, Clever. You succeeded in unveiling the culprit.

I didn't want to seriously hurt the others -

just enough so that I could win one contest

so that my mistress would be proud of me again...

..since I can't do my number anymore.

Oh...

Hm.

Oh, but one last question, Clever -

why did Venus lie about her alibi?

Simple.

Venus smelled like dog fur dye.

She didn't want to admit

that she needed a helping hand for her coat to be perfectly white.

Hmm.

No relation to a certain Mimi. Are you sure?

SNOWBALL: I'm going into...

..the TV room.

Blowtorch and dentist.

Hmm.

I just had news from McFlare about the octopus affair.

Which you resolved and I totally foiled,

seeing as how I'm the worst detective...

He said Mimi was so jealous over not being the octopus's target

that she tried to knock Princess out with the contest cup.

Really?!

She'd better be on her best behaviour,

because next time it'll be Greenside Prison.

Yes! I was right!

She WAS jealous enough to want to hurt her housemate.

So that means...

That you're a great detective.

Particularly instinctive.

I told you guys I'm the best!

And I'll prove it -

it was the nurse with the knife in the linen closet.

TV room, blowtorch, and dentist! (LAUGHS)

D'uh?

(OTHERS LAUGH) Aww!

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