A DANGEROUS SITUATION
Yesterday, during dinner time, Andrew McJonson, ask me:
‘Why you went to bed, before the supper, last night, when you said me that you go to bed, every day at twelve o’clock?’
‘Because I’m tired.’ I said.
Suddenly, Mrs.Bluecarring rang the door and nervously, announced:
‘A killer, came into my house, and annoyed, killed my husband!’
‘Ok.’ Said Andrew. ‘Continue, please!’
‘Before the murder, the killer, came out, and run, quickly. I called the police, but they said me, that they can’t!’ She said. ‘Can you help me, now?’
‘Yes, Mrs.Bluecarring!’
‘Ok… Come here, please!’
He goes with him. He saw the dead body, and obviously, he photograph the crime’s scene.
He put the suspected objects on his backpack, and he set out to the famous detective’s house, in Oxford Street, number 26.
There lives, Mr.O’Brien. Arlan Keane, opened the door, and he gives the objects to him.
Twenty minutes later, he said:
‘The killer is… His wife. She is a lyer!’
After that, inspector Oliver McLive, arrest the wife.
Actually, we live in a pacefull city.
No murder, no violence, the great world!
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