The Inspector's Cluttered Office
Watson: I’m afraid there is a problem, sir. The body of Mr. Lazarus is missing.
Inspector: Missing?
Watson: Missing, sir. It has disappeared from the morgue.
Inspector: Could the body have gotten up and walked off on its own?
Watson: From the morgue, sir?
Inspector: Yes, Watson. Could the body have walked off from its resting place in the morgue.
Watson: While the Easter season is the appropriate time for such miracles, sir, in the present case I deem the possibility highly unlikely.
Inspector: Don’t be so quick to dismiss: the circumstances of this case are exceptional.
Watson: That is true, sir. And for that very reason I had laser detectors installed all about the morgue. Had Mr. Lazarus’ corpse—in defiance of all natural law—risen from the dead and ambled off, it is most certain that it would have tripped some of the laser beams strewn about the room.
Inspector: Don’t be so sure: Mr Lazarus used to be an Olympic gold gymnast, you know.
Watson: That’s true, sir. But such skills would surely no longer avail him in his post-mortem condition considering that the chandelier that killed him completely shattered his spine.
Inspector: I see. Well, you're probably right then; it seems Mr. Lazarus did not just wander off.
Watson: Quite an induction, sir.
Inspector: De-duction, Watson. Deduction.
Watson: Whatever you say, sir.