I'm Lisa Quinn, and I live in Miss Kit's house, who is an orphan. Her parents abandoned her in this small house and flew away.

Her dream is to become a detective, and I think she has a lot of ambition.

She has learned a lot after years of experience in surviving alone.

Her parents left her books, experimental equipment, and a lot of money, and when she was fine, she would read books and fiddle with toys. She is not like other girls who are ignorant and fantasize about a beautiful love story, she understands that only when she has strength, power and thought is the real king.

I followed her and learned a lot of things, for example, that the water in the creek has to be sterilized by high temperature before drinking. Miss Kit is a person I admire.

I heard her say that she started drinking when she was 12 years old, and I often persuaded her that drinking alcohol is not good for her health, but she still did not listen to the persuasion and was extremely stubborn. Is there any way around this? No.

Speaking of her first case, it seems to be when she was 13 years old, it was a theft.

On a sunny morning, Miss Kit and I went out for a walk and picked up some necessities.

Suddenly, a jeweler screamed, and Miss Kit and I walked over.

"What's going on?" Miss Kit asked.

"Someone stole the treasure of my town shop." Mr. Jack, the jeweler, said, "Don't join the fun, girls!" Go home and stay. ”

"What does it look like?" I asked him, and by the way, I took out my notebook and prepared to take notes.

"It's a bracelet made of gold." Miss Kit picked up my words.

"So did anyone come in and out of your store yesterday?" Miss Kit asked him.

The jeweler, seeing that he could not get rid of us, had to follow our words: "Only three men were here yesterday, Bebier, Rosen, and Thorne. ”

"So after Bill is gone, is the treasure of the town hall still there?" I asked her, by the way, to write down the three of them.

"It's still there, I went to rest later, got up to greet Lawson and went to sleep again, and after waking up, Thorne just came, and I didn't take care of the treasure of the town hall."

"It's a bit of a hassle. Let's go get those three people over first! Miss Kit rubbed her chin and said.

After about 30 minutes, they were all there.

Rosen is the baker at the bakery, Thorne is the carpenter, and Bill is the silversmith.

"Kit, come and see." I beckoned to Miss Kit to come over.

"What's wrong?"

"There's some powder here." I pointed to the powder.

"It's bread crumbs. But it looks a little weird. Miss Kit dipped her fingers in the powder and sniffed it.

"You see, if Rosen was the murderer, he would have cleaned up the breadcrumbs, and Thorne had just arrived after Mr. Jack woke up, which means that Rosen could have cleaned up all traces during this time. So someone must be trying to frame Rosen, so that person can only be the later Thorne! And there was a big pile of wood chips on the shelf where the bracelet was placed. At the same time, Lawson, who arrived before, had no idea that the next one would be Thorne! Miss Kit came to this conclusion.

"But I have a gut that tells me it's still a little weird."

By this time, Miss Kit had already told the three of them about the reasoning, and Thorne had already knelt down to confess his guilt and returned the bracelet.

Suddenly, Miss Kit seemed to think of something and asked Mr. Jack, "How much does your gold bracelet weigh?" ”

"Girls, it's about 52 grams."

"Look at the weight of the bracelet he returned!" I really can't figure out what Miss Kit is up to.

"What 51 grams! And it's silver. Mr. Jack was surprised.

"Then among these people, only Bill is a silversmith! He can swap the two bracelets while you're not looking! Isn't it Mr. Bill? "I really admire Miss Kit's courage.

Later, Bill returned the bracelets, and they were all reformed. This was Miss Kit's first case, and then she became a detective with no defeat.