MR. HONK IS BACK! WITH AN EXCITING NEW STORY!!! AFTER THE SAPPHIRE RING, IT'S THE EMERALD STONE THAT THE DETECTIVE IS AFTER! SO, WEAR YOUR SEATBELTS AND READ THIS AMAZING THRILLING ADVENTURE OF ARNES HONK TO FIND THE EMERALD AND THE MURDERER OF ITS ORIGINAL OWNER. ---
MR. HONK - THE STOLEN EMERALD!!!!
"MYSELF, MR. OLIVER SMITH! AND SHE - ISABELLA CHRISTIANA SMITH." MR. SMITH STARTED AFTER TEA AT THE WONDERFUL RED VELVET CENTRETABLE IN MR. HONK'S HOUSE. NORTJE WAS BESIDE MR. HONK, SEEMING VERY ATTENTIVE AS USUAL WHILE HONK HIMSELF WAS LOOKING AT SOMETHING ELSE BUT HEARING MORE ATTENTIVELY THAT THE 16-YEAR OLD YOUNGSTER. "CONTINUE, PLEASE!" HE SAID. 
"BECAUSE IF ANYONE COMES TO KNOW THAT I HAD SEEN SUCH A THING, HE WAS DEAD, AND NOT REPORTED TO ANYONE, THEY WOULD THINK I'M A BAD AND TREACHUROUS MAN." "THEN WHY NOT POLICE CAME TO YOUR MIND?" HONK ASKED.
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O. SMITH: "SIR, THANK YOU, IT'S A MURDER CASE. THE VICTIM'S MY NEIGHBOUR, LATE MR. TOMLISON. HIS FULL NAME IS WASHINGTON BANTDOR TOMLISON AND HE WAS ONE OF THE BEST JEWELLERS IN OUR NEIGHBOURHOOD. HE WAS VERY HONEST AND COULD NOT TOLERATE OTHERS BEING DISHONEST TOO. YESTERDAY, AT EVENING (5 O'CLOCK),I WENT TO HIM TO BORROW SOME RED CHILLIE POWDER, BUT WHEN I SAW HE WASN'T OPENING AND THERE WAS NOT A SINGLE SOUND, I SUSPECTED WHAT HAD HAPPENNED." "YOU SHOULD HAVE CALLED THE POLICE!" MR. HNK EXPECTED. "NO! I'VE NOT! I JUST BROKE IN! AND SAW HIM MURDERED IN FRONT OF HIS BATHROOM DOOR." "WAIT! WAIT! WHAT DID YOU SAY?"MR. HONK PAUSED SMITH. "IN FRONT OF THE BATHROOM DOOR,..." OLIVER REPEATED AND MR. HONK EXCLAIMED, "UH....OH! VERY INTERESTING!"
"A GUN WAS IN HIS HAND AND A BULLET IN HIS HEAD..." ''WAIT! WAIT" MR. HONK STOPPED HIM, "I'LL GO SEE IT MYSELF"
SAYING THIS, MR. HONK STOOD UP (SO DID OLIVER SMITH) AND SHOOK HANDS. HE TOLD NORTJE TO GET UP. MR. OLIVER SMITH BOOKED A CAB TO 13, HIGHER SEVRENEW AVENUE ROAD, UKESTONE 15, ROJES AREA, WERSTOCK, MANSTROPHER, SIRLANE. WHEN THE TAXI REACHED THE MOHMAD APPARTMENT, MR. HONK, ISABELLA, AND OLIVER SMITH STEPPED DOWN WHILE NORTJE HAD A GOOD TIME LISTENING TO MUSIC, RIDING HIS BICYCLE AND COMING PEACEFULLY LATE. HONK HAD A LOOK AT THE BODY OF MR. TOMLISON. HE WAS DEAD BUT WAS NOT VERY COLD! BUT SMITH HAD TOLD HIM THAT HE WAS DEAD THE PREVIOUS EVENING! HE ASKED SMITH, "WHAT MADE YOU COME TO ME AND TELL ME ABOUT THIS CASE?"
HE GOT HIS ANSWER WHEN HE CAME TO KNOW (FROM SMITH'S WORDS) THAT HE HAD BEEN AN INMATE, BUT THAT HAD BEEN A LONG LONG TIME SINCE HE LAST WAS IN THE CUSTODY. NOW, MR. HONK STARTED TO SUSPECT OLIVER.
ON THE OTHER HAND, ISABELLA, WHO HAD BEEN QUITE ALL THIS TIME, AND WAS SEEMING TO BE SUPERWOMANLY RETICENT, SUDDENLY SPOKE UP, OR RATHER CAUGHED, "KKKUFFFHH.....KKKUFFFHH, WHERE'S MY RING?" SHE HAD BEEN WEARING THE RING ON HER RIGHT HAND, ON WHICH SHE HAD BEEN WEARING A WHITE GLOVE. IN FACT, SHE WAS WEARING THE WHITE GLOVE ON HER RIGHT HAND AND THE BLACK ONE ON HER LEFT. MR. HONK LOOKED DOWN TO SEARCH BUT SMITH DIDN'T! HOW EMBARRASSING! THIS WAS WHEN THEY HEARD A SOUND OF FOOTSTEPS. AS SOON AS HONK LIFTED HIS HEAD, THERE WAS NO MORE. "QUICK! LET US FIND WHO JUST RAN OUT!" "EXCUSE ME! PLEASE! A MAN JUST BUMPED INTO ME WHEN I WAS ENTERING. HE SEEMED TO BE IN AN EXCEPTIONAL HURRY! WAS IT THE ONE YOU WERE LOOKING FOR?" NORTJE NOW CAME INTO THE SCENE.
MR. HONK SPOTTED A GREEN EMERALD CASE IN DEAD TOMLISON'S POCKET, WHILE NORTJE RAN BACK TO CATCH THE ANONYMOUS MAN. BUT MR. HONK DID NOT TELL ANYTHING TO THE SMITH-COUPLE. BOTH OF THEM WERE NOW NOT QUITE AS A LAMB, BUT AS QUITE AND TENSION-FILLED AS A PRISONER WHO WAS GOING TO BE EXECUTED.
"WHAT WAS THE COLOUR OF THE RING MADAME ISABELLA CHRISTIANA SMITH WAS WEARING?" HONK ASKED. THEY HESITATED A LOT BETWEEN RED AND GREEN, COMPLETELY CONTRARY COLOURS, IN A WAY THAT MADE IT CLEAR THAT THE TRUTH WAS GREEN. BUT THE ANSWER FROM THE TWO WAS RED.
NOW, MR. HONK ASKED THEM TO GO INSIDE THE ROOM IN WHICH MR. TOMLISON USED TO SLEEP. HOWEVER, AFTER THEY HAD ENTERED, MR. HONK CAME OUT AND CLOSED THE DOOR AND WAITED FOR NORTJE TO COME WHO ARRIVED AFTER 2 MINUTES. "YOU DID A GOOD JOB, KID! MADE ME PROUD!" HONK PRAISED HIM. NORTJE WHO WAS ALWAYS LOOKING FORWARD TO SOME TREAT, WAS VERY HAPPY.
"NOW WE HAVE GOT SOME EXPLAINING JOB TO DO!" MR. HONK ANNOUNCED AS ALL OF THEM ENTERED THE ROOM AND WERE READY. "MISTER OLIVER SMITH," HONK STARTED. NORTJE AND EVERYONE ELSE LISTENED. "YOU...WERE THE KILLER, YOU WANTED AN EMERALD RING FROM MR. TOMLISON. PROBABLY, HE COMPLETELY REFUSED BECAUSE YOU WERE DISHONEST IN PAYING MONEY. THIS IS KNOWN BECAUSE IN YOUR POCKET THERE IS A PACKET OF CIGARS COSTING 20 STILLONS WHEREAS, THE NOW RATE OF THEM IN THE MARKET IS 40 STILLONS. YOU'RE GOOD AT BARGAINING! SO YOU KILLED HIM IN SOME WAY OR THE OTHER THAT IS NOT TO BE DISCUSSED NOW! THE PROOF IS THAT THERE WAS A GREEN BOX OF EMERALD STONE IN HIS POCKET AND AN EMERALD RING ON YOUR ISABELLA'S HAND, WHICH WAS NEVER EVER LOST." "WHAT DOES THAT PROOVE, MAN? I DIDN'T DO IT!" MR. SMITH RAGED UP IN ANGER AND WRATH. "FIRST LISTEN, YOU CAME TO TELL ME ABOUT THIS CASE TODAY IN THE MORNING RIGHT? BUT ACCORDING TO YOU, YOU SAW TOMLISON WAS KILLED. YOU SAW THIS YESTERDAY AT EVENING. HOW IS IT THAT THE DEAD BODY IS NOT COLD YET? WHY DIDN'T YOU COME TO INFORM RIGHT AT THAT TIME? YOU NEVER SAW HIM KILLED. YOU KILLED HIM JUST FEW MINUTES BEFORE WE ARRIVED. YES, YOU WERE WITH ME. BUT YOUR SON, JOHN SMITH WAS IN HIS HOUSE. HAD DONE THE BAD JOB AND WAS ABOUT TO RUN AWAY WITH THE RING WHEN WE CAME HERE. PROBABLY, HE GAVE HIS MOTHER, ISABELLA A SIGNAL. THEN, ISABELLA TOLD ABOUT A MISSING RING, ALTHOUGH SHE HAD A RING ON HER HAND. THAT WAS THE SAME RING SHE SAID WAS LOST! THE WHITE GLOVE MEANT TO STOP AND THE BLACK TO GO, OR JUST THE OPPOSITE, SO, WHEN I STOOPED DOWN TO FIND THE RING, ISABELLA BLOWED HER WHITE OR BLACK GLOVE, JOHN UNDERSTOOD AND TRIED TO RUN AWAY, BUT LUCKILY, NORTJE CAME IN AT THAT TIME AND DID A VERY GOOD JOB IN CATCHING THE BAD GUY. ALSO, YOU SAID THE DOOR WAS BROKEN OPEN BY YOU, BUT THEN HOW IS IT THAT THE DOOR IS STILL IN PLACE?"
OLIVER SMITH AND JOHN SMITH STOOD UP AND ADVANCED TOWARDS HONK TO KILL HIM BUT BOTH MR. HONK AND NORTJE WERE BRILLIANT FIGHTERS.
Bravo Mr Honk !!
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