T-Rex: Sherlock frowned. Mrs. Ainsley, the famous pianist and dowager. was dead. She'd been choked, shot, poisoned, AND stabbed... all within her LOCKED and WINDOWLESS BEDROOM. One thing was certain...

T-Rex: ...this was going to be a hugely challenging, yet hugely satisfying, case!!

T-Rex: It seemed to be an impossible crime, which was another way of saying it was the PERFECT crime. Indeed, to anyone else it would be, but Sherlock was the world's greatest non-bat-themed detective, and Watson was certain his friend's calculating mind would figure it out. Sherlock examined the evidence and deduced as hard as he EVER had before. Then, suddenly, he stood, satisfied...

T-Rex: "I know who the culprit is AND how he did it," Sherlock announced.
Utahraptor: "Who?" Watson asked. "And how?"

T-Rex: "The fun part is solving crime, the tedious part is explaining it," Sherlock said. "And I am not interested in explaining myself." With that, he left.
T-Rex: Uh, the end.

T-Rex: P.S.: This was a really satisfying mystery!! By continuing past the first bit you agreed that it would be really satisfying