HARD RIDDLES Options

[Azn Kid from NY]

post some really hard riddles, heres mine:

a detective found a dead man sitting at his desk with a gun in his hand, and a tape recorder was on his desk...the detective came in and picked up the tape recorder and pressed the play button...he heard "i am sick of my life. i have no purpose to live" and then a gunshot.

the detective instantly knew it was murder, not suicide. how?

[Paradox of Life]

This one is extremely hard:

The thieves spent 6 hours in the home of Ted Duda. At first they searched the house, trying to find where he hid his huge diamond, valued at half a million dollars.
Then they tried beating the information out of him. They fled at dawn, fearing detection.
Fatally hurt, Duda crawled to his desk and typed a note to his partner, John Madden. In a desperate race to type it before he bled to death, he near blindly typed his death note.

It read:

John -- four men tried to make me tell where I had hidden the diamond. At first they looked through the house, raving like madmen. Then, in desperation, the barbarians split open the cat! When all failed, they beat me, but I did not tell. I'm dying. The diamond The diamond is hidden in the vane."

"Duda died this morning," Inspector Winters told Dr. Haledjian. "We have his murderers, but not the diamond."
The inspector handed Haledjian a copy of the death note. "We took down the vane, the weathervane, a cock, but there was nothing inside it," the inspector said, "We're still searching the house."
Haledjian read the note and said, "You also failed to find the body of the cat, but you did find a broken barrel of liquor."
"Why, yes," said the inspector. "The thieves were throrough. They broke the barrel and every bottle in Duda's little wine cellar."
"How many walking sticks did Duda own?"
The inspector looked puzzled. "One."
"It must be hollow," said Haledjian. "You'll find the diamond inside it."

The inspector found the diamond, but how did Haledjian know?

[iheartjohn]

This one is extremely hard:

The thieves spent 6 hours in the home of Ted Duda. At first they searched the house, trying to find where he hid his huge diamond, valued at half a million dollars.
Then they tried beating the information out of him. They fled at dawn, fearing detection.
Fatally hurt, Duda crawled to his desk and typed a note to his partner, John Madden. In a desperate race to type it before he bled to death, he near blindly typed his death note.

It read:

John -- four men tried to make me tell where I had hidden the diamond. At first they looked through the house, raving like madmen. Then, in desperation, the barbarians split open the cat! When all failed, they beat me, but I did not tell. I'm dying. The diamond The diamond is hidden in the vane."

"Duda died this morning," Inspector Winters told Dr. Haledjian. "We have his murderers, but not the diamond."
The inspector handed Haledjian a copy of the death note. "We took down the vane, the weathervane, a cock, but there was nothing inside it," the inspector said, "We're still searching the house."
Haledjian read the note and said, "You also failed to find the body of the cat, but you did find a broken barrel of liquor."
"Why, yes," said the inspector. "The thieves were throrough. They broke the barrel and every bottle in Duda's little wine cellar."
"How many walking sticks did Duda own?"
The inspector looked puzzled. "One."
"It must be hollow," said Haledjian. "You'll find the diamond inside it."

The inspector found the diamond, but how did Haledjian know?

When he was typing, Duda hit the V key, instead of the C key. (They're next to each other.)


*shrug*

[Paradox of Life]

When he was typing, Duda hit the V key, instead of the C key. (They're next to each other.)
*shrug*

Whoa, you're a smart one. I could never have figured that out (until I looked at the answers).

The 6 foot 4, 240-pound body of Earl Moon lay on the tile veranda amid a welter of shattered glass. Dr. Haledjian studied the left side of Moon's jaw, which was bruised outside and bloody inside from a cut caused by two broken teeth. The bruise on the back of the head showed where Moon was struck tiles. The back of the dead man's sports jacket was stitched with glass splinter.
"Apparently somebody punched Moon awfully hard on the side of the jaw," mused Haledjian, "Moon was thrown backward and he crashed through the sliding glass door. Falling, he struck his head on the veranda tiles and died of a broken neck."
"That confirms the account, we have from Buster Epps, a neighbor," said Inspector Winters.
Epps moved from behind the inspector and stared in disbelief at the body. He still seemed in a state of shock.
"I was tending my roses about half an hour ago when I noticed Moon and a stranger standing near this glass door. The stranger was not quite as tall as Moon, but just as broad. And he handled himself like a professional boxer. They seemed to be quarreling, but the door was shut and I couldn't overhear distinctly," continued Epps. "Suddenly, Moon swung his fist. The stranger sidestepped expertly and hooked a left to Moon's jaw. Moon went crashing through the glass. He struck his head -- I could hear the crack! The stranger fled immediately. I called the police when I couldn't overtake him."
"Now now, Mr. Epps," said Haledjian, "Suppose you tell us what really happened."

Why didn't Haledjian believe Epps?