Dear Mr. Sherlock Holmes, I can’t find bluebell anywhere. Please, please, please can you help?

Bluebell?

RABBIT JOHN!

Ah, but there’s more, before Bluebell dissapeared it turned luminous, ‘like a fairy!’ according to little Kirsty. And then the next morning Bluebell was gone! Hatch still locked, no sign of forced entry… ah what am I saying? This is brilliant! Phone Lestrade, tell him there’s an escaped rabbit!

"What, are you serious?

It's this, or Cluedo.

 ah, no. We are never playing that again.

 Why not!

Because it's not actually possible for the victim to have done it, Sherlock, that's why.

 There's any possible solution!

It's not in [bad word] 

Well then [bad word] are wrong!