How to Get Away With Murder

How to Get Away With Murder is a creeoy riddle about a man who is planning to kill his wife. It is one of the “cryptic Japanese horror stories” that are “scary when you understand the meaning”. You have to think about the story and try to figure out what is really going on.

I have decided to kill my wife. We’ve been together a long time, but I can’t stand her anymore. We started dating in high school and our relationship was always stormy, but ever since we got married, it has gone from bad to worse.

We fight all the time. Last week, it got particularly violent. She left some scratches on my cheek. That was the last straw. I decided then and there that I would have to kill her.

The only problem is how to get away with murder. These days, the police are very smart and thorough. When you’re planning to kill someone, you be very careful. If you don’t dispose of the evidence properly, they’re sure to catch you.

I had to come up with a foolproof plan.

Yesterday, I decided to visit my old friend Kenzo. He’s a successful author and he has published a number of best-selling murder mystery novels. We went to school together. In those days, Kenzo was a real nerd and he was always the victim of bullying. Well, I was the one who bullied him mainly, but he didn’t hold a grudge.

When I showed up at his house, Kenzo greeted me with a smile. We sat at his kitchen table, drinking coffee and chatting about his novels.

“How do you come up with your plots?” I asked.

“Well, right now, I’m working on a short story about a man who kills his wife,” Kenzo replied. “I’m thinking of calling it The Perfect Crime.”

“Interesting,” I said. “I’d like to hear about it.”

“It starts off with the man stabbing his wife to death at his house,” he told me. “After that, he calls the police and informs them that when he came home from work, he found his wife lying dead on the floor.”

“But if he kills her at his house and then reports it to the police, surely he’ll get caught,” I said.

“That’s where you’re wrong,” Kenzo replied with a sly smile. “The police know that murderers aren’t stupid. The first thing they would expect a murderer to do is flee the scene of the crime. By being the first person to discover the body and staying around to call the police, the man is actually diverting suspicion away from himself.”

“Hmmmm… it makes sense,” I said. “Is there anything else the man needs to do if he aims to commit the perfect crime?”

“The weapon he uses is a kitchen knife,” said Kenzo. “He buys the knife in a supermarket in his neighborhood and he makes sure he can be seen buying it on the security camera. If he hid his face, it would look suspicious, but if he’s casual about buying the knife, it looks like he’s got nothing to hide.”

“I see,” I said. “Very clever. Anything else?”

“After the murder, the man leaves his fingerprints on the knife. After all, it’s a knife from his home, so the police would expect to find his fingerprints on it. It would be suspicious if his fingerprints weren’t on the knife.”

“You make a good point,” I said. “I never would have thought of that.”

I’m glad I went to see Kenzo. Listening to him speak, I managed to pick up a lot of valuable information. I decided to use that plan to kill my wife.

As I was leaving, I shook Kenzo’s hand and said, “Thank you. Talking with you made me feel much better.”

Kenzo smiled. “It was nothing,” he said. “All I did was tell you the plot of my detective story.”