Bonjour, pourriez vous m'aider à trouver une histoire entre 15 et 20 lignes qui parle d'un detective et d'un coupable.merci :)
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"Zack Wright, just the man I wanted to see !" He was grinning as he strode into the living room, where a pale young man was seated on an armchair. "I already told you, I'm no criminal, Harry." Zack growled, eyeing him cautiously. But Harry only beamed at him. "Surprise, surprise ! All of our evidence points to one, single person." For a second, just a tenth of a second, Zack's face dropped. And then he was back to his usual, angry self.
"So ? Any guesses to who it might be ?" The detective taunted him. Despite his best efforts, something in Zack's eyes was... different. "Look, if you're here about the gunpowder... I swear it wasn't me !" "Hmm, what gunpowder ? Mr. Wright, we didn't find any at the scrime scene." "Wha-" "Ah, I see. Let me rephrase that." "No, I-" "We haven't shown it to anyone yet, Mr. Wright." Harry was grinning like a madman by now.
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"I already told you, I'm no criminal, Harry." Zack growled, eyeing him cautiously. But Harry only beamed at him.
"Surprise, surprise ! All of our evidence points to one, single person."
For a second, just a tenth of a second, Zack's face dropped. And then he was back to his usual, angry self.
"So ? Any guesses to who it might be ?" The detective taunted him. Despite his best efforts, something in Zack's eyes was... different.
"Look, if you're here about the gunpowder... I swear it wasn't me !"
"Hmm, what gunpowder ? Mr. Wright, we didn't find any at the scrime scene."
"Wha-"
"Ah, I see. Let me rephrase that."
"No, I-"
"We haven't shown it to anyone yet, Mr. Wright." Harry was grinning like a madman by now.