“Pete, your left arm is hurt. What happened?” asked Safora.
“I collided with a suspect and he fell on top of me, he is such a giant. But don’t worry, Safora. I’ll tell you more about it later, now we are going to Miss Hong’s house to check her doors,” answered Pete.
When they arrived at Miss Hong’s house, they saw a group of policemen around a wooden shed at a corner of Miss Hong’s garden. A few minutes later, a police officer arrived in a police car together with three other policemen. As he walked through the gate, a policeman ran to meet him followed other policemen, leaving two policemen to guard the locked shed.
“Sir! We saw a glimpse of something orange and furry running into the shed and now it is locked! We are trying to get the door open but we have to be careful because we do not know what the yellow thing is. It could be a lion…,” said the policeman to the police officer.
“A lion?” asked the police officer as he rushed to the shed followed by the policeman. “We’ll see what we ca….”
“Ouch!” shouted a policeman who was guarding the shed as he was pushed to the ground.
Before the police officer could finished his sentence, a brawny man popped out from a big bush next to the shed, pushed a policeman who tried to stop him, sprinted towards the shed and kicked down the wall of the shed. A part of the wall crashed, leaving a big hole in the wall.
Suddenly something that looked like a lion crawled out from the hole. When the thing stood up, they realised that it was not a lion but a heavy-set man in a furry, orange lion costume. The two strong suspects ran towards the fence, pushing away the policemen who tried to stop them. Another man jumped down from a big apple tree near the fence, and the three men jumped over the fence and ran to a big ice cream truck. They went in the truck and immediately drove away leaving the stunned policemen behind.
“Wait,” said one of the policemen. “They are driving towards Mr. Pete’s house!”
He immediately called the police chief and told him to block the ice cream truck with a registration number of REX3541. Pete, Mic, Safora and Reen ran after the truck together with the policemen. As they approached Mr. Pete’s house, they saw the ice cream truck in front of his gate.
The policemen blocked the road with two big police trucks that had just arrived at Mr. Pete’s house, and surrounded the area so that the gang members could not get away. They caught the three men and hand cuffed them before taking them to the police truck. The police chief and his men opened the door at the back of the truck to investigate, and to their surprise, they found wooden doors instead of ice creams in the truck.
The police chief drove the children to the police station and called their parents to tell them what had happened. The police recorded the children’s statements about the kidnapping and the children showed the police chief their notes and told him what they knew about the case. When their parents reached the police station, they were so happy to see that the children were all right. Before they leave the police station, the police chief thanked the children for helping the police to solve the mystery of the missing doors.
After interrogating the gang members, the police identified the gang’s leader as George Gampore Jr. or also known as XYZ. The gang members admitted that they had stolen all the doors and told the police where the doors were kept. They also told the police that they planned to export those beautiful wooden doors to a neighbouring country where wooden doors were very expensive because the country was over forested until there was no timber in the country to make wooden doors.
“Well, children,” said the police chief. “Thank you very much for helping the Woodsland Police to solve this case. Now I am going to give everybody a special reward!”
Pete got a pocket camera while Safora was rewarded with some nice notebooks and pens. Mic was very excited for he got a fingerprint detector and Reen was very proud of his new set of spying gadgets.
“Well, congratulations for solving the Mystery of the Missing Doors, PeforaMeen Solvers”, said the police chief with a big smile.
Mr. Luke went inside and brought out a big plate of cookies and a pot of tea.
“Mic, Reen, come and eat these tasty cookies while I call the police. I bought them in London for both of you,” said Mr. Luke.
Reen took a big bite and just as he was about to say something, the police chief arrived followed by six policemen.
“Hello, sir,” said Mr. Luke. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No,” said the police chief. “It’s someone else who did something wrong. We are here to make sure that your doors won’t be stolen.”
“Well, it’s too late, sir. My beautiful front door is already stolen! In fact I was about to go inside and call the police regarding this matter,” said Mr. Luke.
“When did you find out that your door is stolen and did you see anybody suspicious before it happened?” asked the police chief.
“Mic and Reen came here just now to have tea with me and that was when we found out that my front door is gone. By the way, I did not hear anything or see anybody suspicious, sir. Please, I really hope that you can help me to get my door back.”
Mic saw some footprints and took out his notebook to compare them with the ones that they saw at Miss Nyla’s house. And as he had expected, they were the same.
Then he saw something that looked like a piece of purple cloth sticking out from the bushes. He tried to pull it but it was stuck. Mic pulled harder and harder until suddenly it pulled him back towards the bushes. Then the bushes shook and Mic saw something green and purple crawling under the bushes.
“There is something green and purple crawling under the bushes!” shouted Mic.
Everybody was surprised and Reen who was enjoying his third cookie, was almost choked in surprised.
At that moment, a man jumped out from the bushes and pushed Mic to the ground before he ran away. The man jumped over the fence, and ran towards Miss Hong’s house.
“Go after him!” shouted a police chief to his men.
Mic picked himself up and ran to take a piece of cookie before he ran to Miss Hong’s house.
Suddenly, Pete who came running from the opposite side ran into the suspect. They collided and both of them fell to the ground with the tall man on top of Pete.
“Pete! Are you all right?” shouted Mic as the policemen ran to catch the suspect.
The suspect got up, pushed a policeman to the ground and tried to run away. Four other policemen surrounded the suspect and caught him. The suspect was a tall and a very strong man, but the four policemen were too strong for him. The suspect was handcuffed and taken to the police car.
Mic helped Pete up and they both ran to Miss Hong’s house followed Reen who first took a few pieces of cookies before running after Mic and Pete. On the way there, they met Safora.
Mic was about to run towards the house to look for Pete and Reen. Safora pulled his shirt to stop him from running to the house.
“Mic, please stay. I am worried about Pete and Reen too, but we must trust the police. It could be dangerous if we just rush into the house,” said Safora.
It was just as if they were watching an action movie as they watched some policemen handcuffed the gang members and took them to the police cars. Then suddenly they heard the police sirens and saw more police cars coming to the house. The policemen rushed out from the police cars and ran into the house.
Meanwhile inside the house, the police chief heard some muffled voices. He was surprised and wondered if there were more of the gang members hiding in the living room. He looked around and saw two boys tied up under a table. He immediately freed Pete and Reen with the help of another policeman.
“Pete, Reen, I am so glad to see you again. Are you okay?” asked the police chief.
“Fine, thank you, sir” answered Pete. “We are not hurt at all, aren’t we Reen?” continued Pete as he smiled at Reen. Reen nodded with a big smile as he gave the police chief a hug.
The police chief smiled, “By the way, it was Safora who called for help. Safora and Mic are really worried about both of you.”
“So she received my message,” said Pete. “I couldn’t type properly for my hands were tied up. Fortunately one of the gang members dropped his phone, so I used it to send Safora the message. Now where’s my phone?” asked Pete as he looked around for his phone.
They all searched for Pete’s phone and a moment later, Reen found it under a chest drawer. Another group of policemen found some wooden doors inside one of the rooms. They took the doors out and the police chief instructed them to take the doors to the police station.
“So…,” said the police chief, “it seems like Mr. Pete’s, Miss Hong’s, and Mr. Luke’s doors may not be st…”
“Excuse me, sir!,” said a policeman running into the house. We just received a message that Mr. Pete from Canary Street has lost his front door. He reached home from the airport and found that his door had disappeared!”
“We must go there now!” said the police chief, “Since Mr. Pete’s door is already stolen, we must protect Mr. Luke’s and Miss Hong’s doors. Send five policemen to Miss Hong’s house and another six to Mr. Luke’s house! Pete and Reen, come with me.”
The police chief went out of the house followed by Pete and Reen. As soon as Safora and Mic saw them, they both ran across the street and hug their brothers. Then they went into the police car.
“Anybody can direct me to Mr. Pete’s house?” asked the police chief.
“I can, sir. I know where is Mr. Pete’s house. He is our uncle’s neighbour,” said Mic.
So they drove to Mr. Pete’s house followed by two other police cars.
Mr. Pete was very sad. While the police chief spoke to Mr. Pete, Mic and Reen walked to Mr. Luke’s house which was a few houses away. Mr. Luke is Mic and Reen’s uncle and the children wondered if their uncle’s front door is still there.
When they arrived at their Uncle’s house, they saw that the front door was wide opened.
“Oh,” said Mic. “I thought Uncle Luke said that he never leaves the front door open because he fears that snakes might come in. Oh well. I’ll ask him about that later.”
“TLINGTLINGTLING,” Mic knocked at the gate using the pad lock. Mr. Luke peeked out and saw the children.
“Hello, Mic, I’m so glad to see you!” he said with a big smile. “Please come in. I have some tasty cookies and chocolates for you. I was just about to call you to invite you with Pete, Safora and Reen to my house. By the way, where’s Pete?” asked Mr. Luke.
Er…,” started Mic, “Pete is at Mr. Pete’s house with the police. We just found out that his front door was stolen. By the way, uncle, why did you leave your front door open? I thought you said that snakes might come in if the door is left open.”
“Oh,” started Mr. Luke. “I must have forgotten to close the door. Now where is my door knob? Hmm…. Maybe I opened it the other way around. Wait…, where is my door? My door is gone? Oh dear, my beautiful door is gone.”
“I’m sorry, uncle but I was just about to say that,” said Mic.
Pete and Safora ran back to their house as fast as they could. They went inside the house and Pete locked the door. He switched on the lights in the dining room and turned towards his sister.
“What an adventure,” said Pete excitedly. “But it’s a sad thing that we could not get to hear more of their secret plans. Safora, please contact Mic and tell him what happened while I prepare something for us to eat.”
Safora sat on her favourite chair and took out her phone. She sent Mic a message telling him that they were already back home and that he could now go to bed. She also told him that she forgot to silence her phone and that it made a loud beeping sound at the beach.
Meanwhile in the kitchen, Pete took out some cheese and bread and prepared some sandwiches for both of them. After eating their delicious supper, they went to bed. They both slept well, dreaming about solving the mystery. In Pete’s dream, he met a big fat giant and the giant shook him until he could not breath. Then he heard a familiar voice calling his name, it was his mother trying to wake him up.
“Pete, wake up! It is already 10 o’clock, ” said her mother.
Pete woke up with a surprise.
“It is already 10 o’clock?” he asked. “How can I be so sleepy and did not hear my alarm clock ringing,” he continued.
“Did you slept well last night?” asked his mother. “Or did you stayed up late?”
Pete got up from his bed and rushed to the bathroom to take a bath. After eating his breakfast, he ran to Mic’s house with Safora. The four of them discussed about what had happened last night.
“I’ve sent the information to the police chief,” said Mic. “He said that he will go to the gang’s headquarters this morning. I think we too should go there and check out the place. How about asking the milkman if we can help him deliver milk at that location? By the way, the milkman is really late today. Normally he comes very early.”
“Good idea,” said Reen. “A very good idea, indeed. I think I should go there with Pete and I could use my blue and green wagon to carry the milk.”
“And here comes the milkman,” said Mic. “Let’s ask him if we can deliver the milk to the headquarters.”
“Hello, Mr. Milkman. Can we help you deliver these milk, please?” asked Reen.
“Well,sure!” answered the milkman. “I am almost done, there are only a few more houses left. And here are the addresses. Just be careful and don’t break the bottles. I shall be at my house, at number 611 on 505 Street. It is just around the corner. You’ll just send me back the crates and there will be rewards for you.”
“Thank you, sir, ” said Pete as he put the crates into Reen’s wagon.
“He is XYZ!” said Pete in a low voice. “That milkman is XYZ! His face, his voice and where he lives! I just can’t believe it. So, he lives at the the thieves’ headquarters. Take notice of each people in the house when we send these crates. Man! I just can’t believe it. If we see Miss Nyla’s door, we’ll call the police chief. Mic and Safora, please call the police chief if Reen and I are not back or if you hear nothing from us after an hour.”
They said good bye and the two boys walked to Miss Nyla’s house, the next house was her German neighbour, Mr. Polst and then to their friend, Neick’s house, After that they delivered the milk to Mr. Raldo’s house and to a few more houses before walking all the way to house number 611 on 505 Street.
“Take notice of their faces and everything inside the house, Reen,” whispered Pete as they walked to the house. When they reached the house, Pete rang the door bell and XYZ opened the door.
“Well, well,” said XYZ with a big grin. “Please come in.”
As soon as they were inside the house, he locked the door and clapped his hands.
“It seems like you have fallen into my trap!” he said.
Then both of them were surrounded by the gang members. They took out a long rope and tied up the boys’ hands and legs.
“Now you are going to be punished for spying on us,” said XYZ.
“I wasn’t spying!” said Reen. “I was sleeping at home. It was Pete who was sp….”
Before Reen could finish his sentence, XYZ covered Reen’s mouth with duct tape and then did the same to Pete. Soon they heard the door bell. As XYZ stood up to open the door, he accidentally dropped his phone.
“Our pizzas are here,” announced XYZ as he brought in a few big boxes of tasty smelling pizzas.
“Stay there and do not try to get away,” shouted a fat, bald man in a fierce voice from the dinning table.
The whole gang sat at the dinning table and started eating their tasty pizzas without realizing that Pete had managed to pick up XYZ’s phone which was on the floor not far from where Pete was tied up. The gang members were talking to each other noisily while enjoying their pizzas. Pete who was familiar with that type of hand phone tried to send a message to Safora.
He could not type properly as he could not see the phone keys for his hands were tied up behind his back, so he could not see the phone keys. At Mic’s house, Mic and Safora were very worried because Pete and Reen were gone for nearly an hour and they still heard nothing from them. Suddenly Safora heard her phone ringing. She took it up and saw a funny message from an unknown phone number.
“Sfor! Its pte hre. i’m kinapd. athq of enmy cll plice? I wonder who sent this weird message,” said Safora.
Mic took the phone and tried to read the message.
“Safora, I think it is from Pete, trying to tell us that he was kidnapped and wants us to call the police.”
Safora quickly called the police chief and told him what happened. The police chief told her not to worry because he had almost reach the house. After that, Safora and Mic rushed to the gang’s headquarters and when they reached the house, they saw the police chief ringing the door bell.
Someone opened the door thinking it was a pizza man as they had ordered more pizzas. The police chief went inside the house followed by a few policemen. Some of the gang members ran outside from the windows and the kitchen door not knowing that the police had already surrounded the house. Anyway one of them managed to escape and ran away toward the woods.
On Wednesday night, Pete and Safora had an early dinner. By half past eight, they had already washed all the plates and cleaned up the dinning table. Their parents were away till the next day and their mother had prepared their meals and put them in the refrigerator for them to heat up.
“All right, we are all done,” said Pete, washing his hands. “We better check our things and get ready to go to the beach. Just think about it, we may be able to hear their plans and every thing they will discuss in their meeting!”
Less than ten minutes later, Pete and Safora arrived at the beach . They hid behind a closed stall as planned. Pete peeked through the top of the stall counter. He took out his micro listener and his night vision glasses and put them on to help him see and hear things clearly. Meanwhile, Safora was hiding under the counter with her phone in her hand, ready to text Mic the information needed to be sent.
Mic was already at the headquarters with a laptop, his phone and a voice recorder with Reen sitting beside him. They were very excited and wished that they could go to the beach together with Pete and Safora.
It was after nine o’clock when Pete saw a few men walking to the beach. They stopped not far from where Pete and Safora were hiding and sat down on the sand. They looked around them and a few minutes later, a tall man started the meeting.
“All right, is every body here?” started the tall man in a purple jacket in a low voice. “498, here. 767, here. 123, here. 555, here. ABC, here. And XYZ which is me, also here.”
“Now, where is 8910?” asked someone in a crooked voice.
“Never mind, that guy is always late,” said XYZ. “Maybe he’s asleep. All right, now we’ve got three doors. The first one is from Miss Nyla’s house, then from Mr. Lonard’s house and the third is from Mrs. Kale’s house which is not in Woodsland. We are going to steal 5 more doors, but we will do it outside of Woodsland. ABC, steal the strongest and finest door in Whitehall. 767, do the same thing as ABC in Petershall. 555, go to Mr. Pete’s, Miss Hong’s, and Mr. Luke’s house in Canary Street, Kingston and steal their doors tomorrow night. All three of them have nice doors and they will not be at home. They are now in London for a week. After you are done, bring those doors to our new headquarters at number 611 of 505 Street.”
Pete gave Safora a note to be sent to Mic saying,
“Tell our friend the police chief that doors might be stolen from Mr. Pete’s, Miss Hong’s, and Mr. Luke’s house in Canary Street, Kingston tomorrow night. Their HQ is at number 611 of 505 Street.”
Safora sent the message to Mic. Anyway she forgot to silent her phone and it made a loud beep that surprised the gang. Pete grabbed Safora’s hands and together they crept to the bushes behind the stall and after they are far enough, they ran home as fast as they could, afraid of being caught.
It was a windy night and waves made a loud sound as they crashed on the shore. Pete and Safora were lucky that the gang could not hear or see them creeping in the bushes. The gang checked their phones and asked each other whose phone was beeping. They then searched all around them and after a while one of the gang said, “This is creepy, I think we should stop this meeting and continue some other times just in case there issome body watching us.“
“Disperse!” said XYZ, and all of them ran away in different directions.
“Mom, can we have tea at our favourite place in the garden, please? asked Pete.
“Of course,” answered his mother.
The children ran to their favourite table in the garden and took their seats.
“It is very hard to solve this mystery,” said Reen. “I haven’t been able to estimate the length of our suspect’s nose, the length of his arms, the size of his shoes and the size of his shirt,” continued Reen. “I don’t think we could solve it. There are…”
“Hello children. Look who is here to see you,” said Reen’s mother as she walked towards them followed by Miss Nyla. Miss Nyla carried a big tray loaded with home baked cookies and cakes.
“Good afternoon, children,” said Miss Nyla with a big smile. “I baked these lovely cookies and cake especially for all of you. I hope you’ll love them,” she continued.
“Lovely!” said Safora. “Look at those delicious chocolate chips on the cookies. And the cake looks so tasty with cream and huge, fresh strawberries! Thank you, Miss Nyla. You are very kind.”
Just as Miss Nyla and Reen’s mother went inside the house, someone on a motorcycle dropped something in front of Reen’s house.
“Hey!” shouted Mic as he ran to the gate. He saw a newspaper by the roadside and picked it up. “He’s gone,” said Mic to himself. Mic told his friends what had happened and looking at the newspaper, he asked,”Should we check this newspaper just in case if there’s a message or something?”
Then he saw something written on the front page of the newspaper.
“Tell 8910 a meeting Wednesday 9pm at the beach.
XYZ will lead the meeting.
555 of vd (burn after reading)”
“It’s a message to the guy called 8910!” said Pete. “But who is he and what is vd? Is it a place?”
“I know!” shouted Reen. “Seera Soora Sora of Cape Verde. It’s a code. The three fives are codes for three ‘s’ and vd is…”
“That’s impossible, Reen!” said Mic who was tired of Reen’s weird theories, before Reen could go on. “I think 555 of vd refers to somebody with a code name, 555 and vd means vanishing doors.”
“Good thinking, Mic!” said Pete. “555 could bea code name and vd could be vanishing doors. Clever, Mic”.
Mic smiled proudly.
“Now time for a plan. We’ll need someone to spy the meeting and someone else to help the spy send informations by texting to the headquarters. One of us will be staying at the headquarters which is here, to collect information and ready to call for help just in case anything happen.”
“I think Pete will spy,” started Mic. “Safora will assist Pete and I will be at the head quarters.”
“Right,” says Pete. “Today is Tuesday so we’ll better get ready for the meeting. Get your darkest shirt, Safora. We’ll be going there 10 minutes early and we would hide behind a closed stall. Mic, be ready about 13 minutes before the meeting. Understand, everybody?” asked Pete.
“But what about me?” asked Reen.
“I’m sorry, Reen. I forgot to tell you that you’ll be Mic’s assistant. Please make sure that both of you will not fall asleep. Now let’s get prepared!” said Pete.