Two Minute Mysteries! part 2: the Sequel

It made you laugh, it made you cry, it made you beat up Ashlee for getting it right! Now, what you have all been waiting for, The second installment of Two Minute Mysteries!

Please, please, hold your applause! Ok, ok, you can stop now. No really, stop clapping. Soooo.....

the case of

The Suicide Room

Sir Cecil Brookfield pulled back a massive door that opened off one of the arched corridors in his six hundred year old castle in Whales .
Dr. Haledjian, a weekend guest, peered down into the darkness.
"A room with four walls- and no floor," said Sir Cecil. "Or rather, a floor 100 feet below the threshold. The room was designed to dispose in secret of troublesome vassals," explained Sir Cecil. "Later, when the beautiful wife of the first Lord Brookefield died in the plague, a grief stricken young forester hurled himself to his doom here.
"A nasty legend developed from the foresters death," added Sir Cecil slowly. "It is that a young man will jump in the reign of every fourth baron. I am the fourth since the last suicide." Sir Cecil shoved the heavy door shut. "I've ordered a mason from the village. He'll be here tomorrow to seal off the door."
Haledjian's bedroom was three doors from the "suicide room." As he was retiring for the night,he heard an eerie, dull thud. It could only mean one thing. He hastened to the corridor.
Sir Cecil was running toward the "suicide room." Together the two men swung open the massive door. Sir Cecil played a flashlight down into the dark pit.
The beam revealed the body of a young man.
"Ritchie, my wife's solicitor!" gasped Sir Cecil. "Why should he take his own life?"
"He didn't," corrected Haledjian. "He was pushed!"

How did Haledjian know?

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Two Minute Mysteries!

Now for a new segment i like to call, Two Minute Mysteries! I have this battered copy of Two-Minute Mysteries by Donald J. Sobol. He wrote the Encyclopedia Brown books. So, I will write out the mystery, and you can leave your answer in the comments.

The Case of the Open Door

Working calmly and efficiently, Greg Verner hanged Brendon Trom in the attic of Trom's rented house. It was not until Verner tried to shut the front door that he hit a snag. The lock was jammed.

"Better get out of here," He thought, casting anxious glances at the dense woods surrounding the house.

Two hours later he was driving back to the house with Dr. Haledjian.

"Brendon's been morose since his divorce. I should have visited him, but nobody knew where he was hiding out. I got his address this afternoon when he telephoned me to say he was contemplating suicide. I thought you'd better come with me and perhaps have a talk with him.

"He said it was a white stucco house, 621 Delaware Avenue, over the phone," went on Verner. "Here we are."

Haledjian left the car first. Finding the front door ajar, he entered and switched on the lights. Five minutes later the two men found Brendon Trom in the attic.

As they stood silently staring at the body, a door chime sounded downstairs.

With Haledjian right behind him, Verner hastened to the backdoor. There stood a teenage girl. "Mother asked me to return this bottle of Milk to Mr. Trom," She said.

Haledjian took the milk and after she had gone he called the police.

"You'd better arrest Mr. Verner on suspicion of murder," He said when they arrived.

Why?

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