Thursday, 31 March 2016

Detective Trudeau

Detective Trudeau


I’m am a high school detective, Booker Dewitt While visiting an amusement park with my childhood friend and classmate, Elizabeth. I witnessed Barack Obama in the midst of a suspicious transaction. While caught up in watching the deal happen I failed to notice his partner sneaking up behind me. That man forced me to swallow the poison and then I became “kid voice” My body had shrunk. If those guys found out that Booker Dewitt was still alive. They’d come after me again and put those around me at risk. Following Professor Stephen Harper advice, I decided to conceal my true identity. When Elizabeth asked who I was, I blurted Justin Trudeau In order to find more information about the men in black, I moved In l with Elizabeth and her father, who is a detective.

 I’m the high school detective of, Handsome Jack . My strong reasoning and kendo skills, were passed on to me by my father who works in the Washington. DC prefectural police headquarters. And my bravery was inherited from, My mother. By the way, I inherited my dark- colored skin from my grandfather. They used to say “Jack of the west’ and “Dewitt of the east” Both of us were equally well-known… But… Dewitt really is something. With the help of Professor Harper, an inventor of some strange machines, He has solved many cases. Three are people who know Dewitt real identity, Besides professor harper and myself. Dewitt father and mother, and a girl who attends the same elementary school as Dewitt, Tiny Tina. This little girl used to be in the same organization as the men in black. But in order to escape, She drank the same poison that Dewitt was given, And her body shrank as well. By the way, I have a childhood friend who’s in the same grade as me.

Her name is Gaige She’s a fussy woman. Who are you calling fussy!?

Hey! Don’t show up so suddenly, idiot!
 You’re the idiot! Who were you talking to?

 Who? I’m making it easier to understand for everybody that’s watching! 

Right?

Huh? Is something wrong with your head?

You’re the one who’s got something wrong. “Trudeau walks in” Even though I’ve become, my mind is still the same. There is only one truth!

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