Mystery-Detective

 Detective Detective Dan was a happy man who drove around in his detective van. He snooped around and caught criminals who murdered people along with other things that a detective does like buying milk and cookies. One day he had to track down a criminal called the Carrot, who surprisingly looked like a turnip but he did have orange hands. The Carrot was an evil mastermind who took out all the other detectives like: Detective Snoopy, Detective Happiness and Detective Death (Detective Happiness’ alter ego.) Corey R

__ Detective __ Professor Peach walked over to the davenport and sat on it quite suddenly. “Mr. Watts,” he spoke as he took another breath from his pipe. “It seems that the dead man, Mr. Crossbury, was murdered last night, by an unknown man.” “Surely not, professor!” Mr. Watts replied. “A murder last week, a murder today, when will this rampage end?” He sat on the chair in the centre of the room and held his head in his hands. “If the murderer is not caught soon, we may have to shut down the town fair.” Penny <3

My crew behind me, I kicked the door down, anger in my heart. I know, rule number one, don’t get involved with mysteries to do with close friends or family but this was getting just a bit too personal. But no matter how personal it had become, nothing prepared me and my team for the shocking spectacle that met our eyes. Kirsty P

Mr. McCoy sat in his study and stared around him. His eyes rested on the newspaper clippings, neatly framed on the wall. ‘McCoy saves the day again', ‘PI McCoy finds cleaner guilty'. On and on it went, covering the entire space. His life's work in black and white. He waited idly for a call to come requesting his services once again. He wondered what it would be this time. Murder? He hoped not. He didn't know if he could look at another bloody corpse or interview another weeping wife. The depression of the job was starting to eat away at him. Soon there would be nothing left. Kate Bromham

Annabel S.**
 * Blood covers the floor, his tailored suit, ripped. His lifeless body is sprawled on the cold slates, face is dark, empty. His wife sits in the chair, shaking. Knife in one hand, and her blood stained wedding ring clenched in the other.

The darkened hallway provided a scene of obscurity. The forensic investigators were taking every conceivable bit of evidence to try and identify the murderer. Senior Sgt. James Brown the investigator walked into the room and stared at the man’s body lying on the floor, he had lost a lot of blood, it was everywhere. The floor was shining in the dim light, the curtains where drawn back and the bitter breeze blew into the room. Sgt. Brown knelt down at the body and inspected the wounds; the cut was very deep and appeared to have been inflicted by some sort of knife. Nick S.

“Well well Watson” said Sherlock Holmes, as he bent down to examine the evidence, a half eaten piece of cheese. “We have an unusual mystery on our hands”. Watson continued to look puzzled. “What is the situation, Mister Holmes?” asked Watson. Sherlock Holmes thought for a minute. Could Watson be trusted with the facts? Sherlock’s eyes moved over the evidence again. He looked back up at Watson, whose red afro was shaking with anxiety. “Ok then,” said Sherlock “I will tell you. My lunch has been stolen”

Sam S

I felt the cool water lapping gently against my feet. So many clues led straight to this unfamiliar spot. It would have been the last place I’d have thought to look, but it was worth a try. I waded out further into the water. Thinking back to the first letter I received that caught my attention.. It was an obvious clue, something I couldn’t just ignore. Jenna C


 * When I was going for a run and I stopped I saw something around the corner and it was a dead person the person looked like I knew that person and I did and that’s when I called the police and when the mystery detective was looking at the body and one of the police officer asked me questions and I answered them and I did not know any more and I went to the person’s home and their parents answered the door and I said that I have to tell you something and I went inside to tell them that their daughter is dead and they started to cry. And then they had to make sure that her friends were there to say goodbye. Vicki **

Detective john was on his lunch break when suddenly he heard a gun shoot from just around the corner and he run to see if he could try and stop it the thief had run away and lift the hostage there dead on the ground near the big bin and then the detective just cried like a baby and fell to his knees. Then the thief came because he realized that he lift his gun near the bin, the detective saw the gun and went to get the gun but …………………………………!!!!!!! Zoe.A
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Suddenly I heard a gun shoot from next door, and as normal I go and so because I am a detective of the USA Mystery. When I got to next door I went inside to see what happen and what really happen was that gun was left in a little kids hand and the kid shoot her daddy but as soon I as realize what just happen the little girl showed up again, as I heard it I turned around and froze……………. Zoe.A   Detective: Hi my name is detective Branson and I work for the c.s.i at the moment we have a massive case going on. There have been three murders. And 2 suicides. I am the lead detective in my squad and this is the C.S.I New York detective force and we are here to help people. Jack c
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