Detective Quack and the Stolen Shoe!

There was once a day when a very ancient artifact was stolen, Cinderella’s shoes. The thief must have wanted to sell them. The police had no clue how the thief stole the shoes because there were no witnesses, and the security guards were asleep at the time of the theft.

So they hired me, Detective Quack. At first, I thought I should use a fingerprint machine, except the thief wore gloves. I checked the security cameras, and there was nothing but a shadow on the screen before it blacked out. I decided to look for more clues. Looking at the shadow and calculating its height, I figured that the suspect was 6’4 and really skinny. Then, I gathered all the suspects, including the janitor, the guards, and the tour guides. The janitor was 5’6, so it was not him. Furthermore, none of the tour guides nor the guards were 6’4 neither, so I looked back at the footage. There was a clacking sound, and I zoomed in. The thief was wearing…high heels? I looked back at the suspects and told them to wear high heels for their shift tomorrow. But then I studied how the thief got in, and there were suction marks on the window, meaning they probably used a suction machine or a toilet plunger to get in by the window. I figured that the thief used a toilet plunger because they forgot their stealing bag. It was in the staff room, so it must be one of the guards.

Fast forward to tomorrow, and a third of the guards survived the night with heels on. So that night, I looked and investigated the remaining guards’ houses and cars. When I looked at the first guard’s trunk, there was nothing – only a bag with essentials and an extra tire, basic stuff. But then I looked at the second suspect’s trunk, and there was a whole plan stored in there. So I took him in for questioning. He later admitted to stealing Cinderella’s shoes and went to jail. The end.