essay on the topic DETECTIVE STORY ON A STOLEN ANTIQUE.
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It was a very cold morning, I woke up and wasn’t excited to go to work at all. I had some müsli and a cup of milk. Put on my suit and sat into my car. I drove for about ten minutes and parked my car in front of the police station, yes I am a detective. That morning my boss was in a very bad mood so I went straight to my desk and started working on a new case. This one was about an antique vase stolen from the national museum last week. For a second I was wondering where to start, but then my boss said “Thomas, come here I need to talk to you”. I felt like a little kid that was in trouble, but I was too tired to be scared, so I walked into the room my boss was in. Three other people were standing there looking at me. I looked at my boss and hoped he will explain what this is about. As he saw my face full of confusion he said “We decided give the antique vase case to detective Jones”. Detective Jones was my co-worker, he was always the most favorite person in the room. I didn’t liked him simply because he thought that he was the clever one and had to make sure everyone knows. “But sir, I can do this” I said with a bit angry voice. “Okay, In that case you two will work together” was the answer I got. This was honestly the worst day, but it was about to get even more interesting. I looked at detective Jones and said “So I guess we will be working together”, his answer was something like “Hmm”. We weren’t really excited to work together, but we tried to focus on the case. I was standing next to the door, detective Jones was next to the the table and two people were sitting around it. On one side of the table was my boss, next to him was standing Jones like a loyal dog. The two people on the other side were the owner and main worker from the museum the vase was stolen from. For about ten minutes Jones and my boss were asking the questions, then they all thanked each other and were about to leave. My boss told me to come closer, he seemed to be thinking about something and at the moment I was like 2 meters from him, he looked my way and pointed while saying “You stole the vase”. “No I didn’t” I said, but at that moment I realized he wasn’t talking to me, so I turned around. I saw the faces of the two people behind me. They looked very surprised. They both said “we have no reason for stealing the vase”. My boss said that he will keep them at the police station to discuss more things. Me and Jones decided to go to the museum. We sat into his car and drove all the way to the museum. Both of us were quiet all the way there. Jones parked right in front of the museum. There were yellow police tapes around the entire building and a lot of people in white suits taking pictures and two police mans standing in front of the tape. We showed them our badges and they both nodded and let us go inside. We were walking straight to the museum. One of the people there told us that someone probably hid in the bathroom and then sprayed string in a spray on the cameras to make sure he won’t be seen. They also said that it mush have been someone who knew the place very well. I told Jones that I’m going to the car to have a snack that I had in my bag. Jones threw me the keys to the car and said “hurry up”. I opened the car and looked for my bag. I couldn’t find it in the front so I thought he probably put in into the trunk. I opened it and there it was, my bag. I took it and saw that there was something covered with a blanket. I was curious so I took the blanket of and it was a huge box, I opened it and saw the vase that was stolen. “oh my god” I said out loud. It was Jones. I immediately called my boss to send me few policemen. I closed the trunk, but I didn’t locked the car. I went back to jones and gave him his keys back. After few minutes the policemen arrived so I went closer to them and said to check Jones’s car. When they opened the trunk they screamed “We found the vase in Jones’s car, he’s the thief”. At that moment Jones tried to run away, but I jumped on him to stop him and then other people helped me. The police dragged him to their car and drove him to the station. The police also took the vase. I took his keys and drove with his car to the station. When my boss found out it was Jones he immediately said that he will suffer in the jail even more, because he was a detective. And that’s the story about how I became the best detective in my town and the most favorite person in the office. I also got Jones’s car and my income also increased.
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