Writing a crime story - 4ab

Detective Story

It was a late afternoon at the police station when Inspector Fell got a phone call from a school. Two scared boys told him about their teacher, Mr Willson who got murdered in the classroom they had detention in.

As he arrived at the crime scene he saw the dead body and asked the terrified students to tell him everything. They explained that the teacher sent one of the boys to get some paper from the printer and the other one went to the toilet. The teacher was alone for about five minutes. In the end, they mentioned that the only person who was still in the school at this time was the janitor, Mr Jones.

Inspector Fell had three suspects. The boys told him earlier that they were almost failing the class just because the teacher didn’t like them. Maybe they had enough of that and killed their own teacher. The janitor's motive was that Mr Willson took the job as a teacher, he wanted. He could have been jealous about that.

When Inspector Fell investigated he found a few bristles of a broomstick next to the body. After a little while he knew who the murderer was. The janitor's job is to clean and one important thing you need for cleaning is a broomstick! Inspector Fell instantly went to talk to Mr Jones and when he interviewed him he finally said the truth.

He told the inspector that he was mad with Mr Willson and wanted his job so badly, that he went to go kill him when the boys weren’t in the classroom. To make it less obvious he carried a broomstick and a bag with his cleaning supplies in it. In that bag, he secretly had a little knife. He killed his victim. Then Mr Jones escaped out of the window and hid the bloody knife in his cleaning cart. Lastly, he just walked through the entrance back into the building. Mr Jones got arrested and Inspector Fell had solved another mystery.

Sophia Knabl

The fallen maid

In 1978 Inspector Fell went to a big hotel in Greece. He had a lot to do last summer because he was also a famous detective and the people often asked him for help. The hotel was very luxurious and famous. He arrived at 9 a.m. so he went straight to have breakfast. But when he walked along the hallway, he saw blood running out of the cleaning room.

The inspector opened the door and saw a dead body lying on the ground. He immediately told the news to the owner of the hotel. The owner said that the murderer could only be the cook, the husband of the victim, or the gardener. The Inspector took a look at the crime scene and found a bloody cook’s knife. So the cook was very suspicious. But then he noticed that the blood started to disappear. The only two options were that somebody cleaned it up or it tiled away through the carpet. Inspector Fell took the carpet away and he found a trapdoor.

The Inspector entered it and before he arrived in the garden he found a golden ring lying in a corner. Now everything was clear. The gardener was in love with the maid. He asked her to marry him but she refused. Then the gardener went to the kitchen and stole a knife. After that, he killed the maid and escaped through the trapdoor.

The gardener got arrested and Inspector Fell enjoyed his holiday.

Valentin Pögler

The mysterious murder of family Heller

It was a Friday evening. It was raining outside. I was inside, eating a slice of pizza, when the phone rang.

I went over and answered it. “Inspector Fell, come quickly. There was a murder at a family party. I’ll send you the coordinates.” “I hope this will be a quick one”, I thought. I hopped in my car and drove to the spot.

When I arrived there, Sgt Jenkins was waiting for me. “Inspector Fell! Finally!” “Tell me what happened.”

 “So, there was a family meeting at family Heller. Mr Heller was murdered in the kitchen. The strange thing about it is that all the windows were closed, and the door was also locked from the inside.

Mr Heller had no wounds and there was no clue who had murdered him. At the party were his daughter, Clara Heller, his wife, Sophie Heller and his brother, Mark Heller.” “What possible motives did they have?” “Well, Mr Heller was fighting with his wife very often and he even wanted to leave her.

His daughter would get all his money if he died, because he had disinherited his wife.

And Mark could have done it because Sophie was his girlfriend some time ago.”

“Alright, let’s ask the suspects.”

“Clara, come in.” She sat down on the chair in front of me, with tears running all over her face. “Alright Clara, what happened exactly at the party?”  “We were just eating dinner when my father had to get some more spaghetti from the kitchen. Almost right after he had left, my mum had to go to the toilet and Mark went out phoning his wife. Then I was alone in the room. Suddenly, I heard a scream. It was mum. I immediately ran to the kitchen. When I wanted to open the door, it was locked. I saw mum standing in front of the kitchen window. I saw dad lying on the floor. Then Mark came and he broke the window, so we could get in.”

“Thanks Clara. Sophie, come in.” “Hello Inspector.” “Hello Sophie, take a seat. So, what happened today?” “Yes, I finished my bowl of spaghetti and asked my husband if he could get me some more. When he was gone, I went to the toilet. I went to the kitchen after that, because I wanted to help my husband in the kitchen, but the door was locked. I looked through the window in the door. When I saw him, I screamed. Then Mark and Clara came, and Mark broke open the door.”

“Thanks Mrs Miller. Uhm, what’s that red stain on your shirt?” “Oh, that’s just tomato sauce.”

“Alright, Mark take a seat. So, what happened today?” “Yeah, my brother went to get some more spaghetti. Then Mrs. Heller went to the bathroom. I took the opportunity to call back my wife. Then I heard a scream from the kitchen. I ran over and saw the shock in Sophie’s and Clara’s eyes. I also looked through the window and saw my brother. Then I broke the window.” “Ok, and what’s that hole in your jacket?” “Oh, my cat did this before I left the house.“

Alright, thank you Mark.” “Your welcome.”

After the interviews, I went into an empty room in the house and tried to solve the case.

Suddenly, Mr Jenkins opened the door. “Take a look at this, Inspector.” He was holding a glass in his hand. Inside it was a light green liquid. “What’s that?” “I found this in the dishwasher. I think it could be poison.” “Let me take a look.” When Sgt Jenkins gave the glass to me, a little drop landed on my uniform. Within seconds there was a three-by-three-centimetre hole in my uniform. “That’s strange”, I said. “I think I know who killed Mr Heller.”

The three suspects were standing next to each other in front of me. “My assistant found this in the dishwasher.”

He showed them the glass. “And when a drop of this poison landed on my uniform, there was a hole in it.

And you also have such a hole in your jacket, Mark. That means, that you must have given this poison to Mr Heller in the kitchen. When he drank it, you put the glass in the dishwasher, went out and locked the door.” “Yes, that’s true.” “But why did you do that?”, Mrs Heller screamed. “I wanted to marry you, but then my brother did.”

“That’s not a reason to kill someone, you monster!” “He’s going to jail now anyways”, I said. Sgt Jenkins took him to the police office and I could finally enjoy my weekend.

Roman File