The Case about
Charlie’s Owl (3)
By Eric
Nothing in the
cage! There even isn’t any feather or dust, the owl is gone!
But the blanket
is still on it, and the little door of the cage is closed too. It looks like
the owl is still in!
The owl cannot
fly away by itself, so someone must have taken it. If someone took it, the owl
may still on the train!
The owl is not
small, where can it be put? In a suitcase! Maybe I should look for the owl in
that three guys’ suitcases.
First I opened
the fat woman’s case. There were some clothes, many snacks and drinks. Next, I
opened the musician’s case. There were some tableware, a small music stand and
some paper with poems on it.
“You like
writing poems?” I asked him.
“Yes.” He
answered.
“That’s a good
habit.” I said.
Then I opened
the biologist’s case. There were some boxes with ants in and some notebooks.
“Keeping insects
is your habit?”
“Yes. You’re
right.”
There were many
things in their cases, but no owl.
Where’s the owl?
I walked to one
of the conductors. “Did you even see an owl in the train?” “I don’t know why
you want to know this, but I haven’t seen any owl. None of the people on the
train have seen an owl.”
What clue do I
have now? In these three guys, only the fat woman doesn’t like the owl. The fat
woman likes eating snacks; the musician likes writing poems; and the biologist
likes keeping insects.
The case is
solved.
I walked to the
other compartment which the housekeeper goes. Charlie was there. Charlie was
there all the time. I knew it.
“You solved the
case, my friend? Who wrote the note?”
“First, the owl
isn’t in the cage at all. It wasn’t in at from the very beginning. When I took
off the blanket, there wasn’t even a feather inside. It was a brand new cage.
The conductor said that none of us even saw an owl on this train, he was right.
I didn’t see the owl either! Next, the musician wrote that note. He liked the
owl, so he wanted to write a friendly poem to the owl, but he used a bad
rhythm.”
“Oh! I didn’t
think of that! And the owl is still home. I want to keep it safe. You’re so
smart!” He said.
“I’m not smart!
I’m a genius!”
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