CHAPTER 29

Bad timing, sir

It arrived within minutes, buttery and clean. He had just come out of his mask and had time to clean himself. He laughed out loud for a moment at the story of battle and military combat. Gon opened the door. He was still proud. "Here's your bike." he said, pointing to where he was sitting in the hall. "I can't beat the police, Frederick."

"Well, Mr. Gunt, I must say you've done a pretty good job." Fatty admired Mr. Gunt's story about the tramp and added a few more photos. "Mr. Gunn, I'm in a lot of debt." Patty said in a heavy voice. "Instead, I have news to share. I learned a bit about the kidnapping – I know they talked about a prince hiding among the babies, right? Now we know he wasn't a prince. Agipsia was a child, that's how it was. I think the real prince is somewhere in Rylingham Marsh.

Mr. The face of Guns is mr. As the Goons cleaned everything up, it became more and more unbearable. "Look here." He said. "How about making a better story?" How many princes would you like to talk about?

"I'm not kidding, Gunn." Patty said. "This time I said I would help and I am trying. But you make it very difficult."

"And you." said Mr. "Why don't you dress up as an alien and talk about the alien, then tell Emto about the prince in the pram? And now you say he's a gypsy, and you want to follow the other prince to Rylingham Marsh. I'm not!"

- I don't want you to cry at all. - said Maily. "All you have to do is call the superintendent and tell him everything. He'll tell you what to do."

said Mr. Gun who had a purple face. Hey, you don't have to nod, I knew! Then you wanted to tell him another stupid story

And now this. not realy!'

"You'd better." Maily said. 'Or me? Then I will get all the credits back.

"Don't even talk on the phone." said Mr. 'Can't you avoid it? I am responsible for this matter. Interference with the law!

You always do that. You're a boy, aren't you..."

"Shut up, Gunn." Patty said as she rode her bike down the hall. "Soulless bastard! Don't be discouraged."

He rode his bike to the front door and let her in. Then he called again. "Oh, I forgot to ask." silly. Are you wearing combat boots on your head?

And without waiting for an answer, Mayri smiled and walked down the street. Mr. Goon stared at him in the dark. He was surprised. How did this boy know the bully said he wanted Doofy's shoes? Of course, Gunn didn't say that. So how did Fati know? Suddenly Mr. The light fell on Gun. He stumbled into the living room and curled up in a chair. He buried his head in his hands and groaned. The wolf was fat! When he told Mai that he left with the bike, he patted him on the back and returned it without saying anything about the missing headlights!

Why, ah, why did he come up with such an amazing story? For 30 minutes, Mr. Goon thought of all the terrible things he wanted to do to Fatty. Fatty can take care of herself so well!

The bell rang and Mr. Goon jumped out of his chair. He looked intently at the receiver. If it was the same guy again, he would tell her what he thought of her!

But that didn't happen. That was the Inspector General's message and another officer will deliver it soon. We received word from one of our men that the boy in the camp was not a real prince but a fake. The photo shown to the boys in the market was not recognized as the boy with the prince. Any thoughts on this? If so, please send us a report.

Gun yawned. He didn't know what to say. Why - Looks like Emkhad's message was correct in Mayly. Then it's not a fairy tale. The story of a prince who escapes in a carriage, and now this is Miley's story of a gypsy boy! Was it all true? 'P. keep going? Are you still there?' The other person's voice spoke nervously. "You heard me?"

"Yes." He said suddenly as if the soldiers were running down the road. "Thank you. Interesting report. We will think about it and send it to you soon.

'good. The phone hung up with a voice saying, "Good night." For the second time that night, Gunz sat down on a chair and groaned while holding his head with both hands. Why didn't he tell his boss everything Emhad said? Now someone else got the information and got in earlier. Goon wondered if he had as good a brain as he thought. He said: "I wouldn't talk about the prince leaving in a pram," he said. That is why these children attended the fair. No doubt they were trying to find the baby and the mother.

he thought for a moment. Then I remembered what Patty had said last time. He believed the real prince was in Rylingham Marsh. Was it true? Did you really believe that?

Or am I missing a place or something? Gunn began to fall into a trance. It was going up and down. He shook his head. he cried If you don't do something special now, you'll lose your job because of it!

He pulled out a police map of the area. Found Rylingham Marsh. Yes

There was such a place. But weren't there just swamps and more? What if you don't have a house? "There's only one thing to do," Gunn said, making the decision. "I have to go see this place. Let's see - what time is it? Apparently there's a station a mile or two away. Is there a train I can take?

He looked at the chart. There was one train and the last one arrived in 45 minutes. Mr. Gun began to rush something. He took off his school uniform and put on his casual clothes. There's no point in walking around in a police uniform. A gray shirt with bright yellow trim at the neck and hem, large gray flannel trousers with a sweater and a hat. He put on his coat and looked into the bottle. "No one can second guess the Iwasa Police!" he believed "Speaking of the mask! Well, I can too. Now I'm a pedestrian That's it. I put a few in my bag to look real.

He caught the train with his teeth. He arrived on time at the station near Raylingham Marshes-Raylingham station, a sleepy little town with porters, ticket sellers and men of all things.

He seemed surprised to see Mr. Gun on the last train. - You wanna get out of here, buddy? he asked. "Right." said Mr. "Uh, I'm a mechanic, you know. I can see the village."

"Well, you don't walk through the swamp in the dark." he said surprised. "Is there a house in the swamp?" asked the gun. "Not many." said the porter. "Two, that's all. One is my safari upstairs and the other is my big house. The man said it was owned by a stranger.

"Ah!" thought the gun. - This is the house I want. I'll get there somehow and walk around. I can find the prince. I can save him too.

Mr. Guns thought of a beautiful picture of him carrying the prince on his back through a treacherous moor. After that, a beautiful photo appeared - a photo of him and the prince on paper. The title is "A brave policeman kidnaps a prince".

Mr. Gun walked out of the dark station and into the darkness. There was a lane outside the exit. He used to do it very carefully. This will lead to something!

The keeper looked at him. — Funny child. She thought to herself - Crazy idiot! Swamp walk at midnight. They should report it to the police. The police must watch him!

But no one is brave and courageous mr. I wasn't watching Gun. He was completely alone.