Space Mystery

Hello everybody. As you know, I haven't written mysteries in a long time, so today, I am going to write one. 

Today, I was walking to the bus stop and I saw some friends chatting and telling jokes, and I wanted to join too, so I tried to communicate with them and join in. However, the group of kids did not let me join in. They said that they were having it after school and they were supposed to meet the teacher there. Although they did not let me join, another group of kids walked over and joined me! How surprising! I told them if they wanted to hear a space mystery, and they said yes. And crowded over me as if I was a piece of chocolate. 

So I started the conversation. 

“One day, an astronaut commenced a Cosmic probe on to Mars. It launched and made a signal before it reached space. The probe glided through the air and circling around Mars. As if the probe was a top, spinning on the ground. The probe took many pictures and many resources back to earth.” I said, looking as if they were paying attention.

“The next week, the probe was back to Earth. The astronauts did many things to the rocks, and testing if the rocks had gravity. Other astronauts investigated the images that were taken by the probe. The astronauts wanted to do an experiment and covered the Mars rocks with pink paint.” I exclaimed  “They decided to let the U.S president send another probe to Mars to send the rocks back to mars,” I said.

“After a month, the U.S president agreed to the astronauts and decided to send another probe that was named “Fighting” to go. They will also send some astronauts to go.” I said, in a happy voice

“But right at that moment, the rocks were stolen, and there were three suspects that were at the crime scene. “ I shivered. 

Suspect one (Mary, the investigator): “What? How could the rocks be stolen? I was investigating all day, and I did not see anyone steal it. How could it be?”

Suspect two (John, the U.S president): “I just agreed to send a probe to mars carrying pink rocks, and it was stolen?!!”

Suspect three (Tedd, investigator of photos): I kept the rocks in a safe box, how can it be stolen?! 

“Who is the thief?” I asked my friends. They said “I Don't know”, or “What could it be?”

“It was Tedd! It was him because he is supposed to be investing photos, why is he putting the rocks in a box?” I questioned

My friends were all amazed and loved this story. After the story, the friends all went home and I went to after school.