The Lost Crystal 🔮✨

“I am looking for a RED STONE” 

“RED STONE !!!”

” I don’t think anyone would have placed it here ” said George 

After thinking for a while they decided to head back from the “crystalline garden” to home  

“What a tiring day” said George 

“Yeah……. Good night ” said kelin in a sleepy voice 

George turned off the lights of the room as the both went to bed 

Next morning “George woke up beside kelin ” 

George ‘wake up it’s already late!!!’

“5 more minutes brother” said Kelin

George walk downstairs annoyed with Kelin’s habit of getting up late 

 Their mum had already left for work with fresh breakfast on the dining table with a note :

” Good morning, kids hope you are not late for your classes again. I have prepared fresh pancakes and mac n cheese for you. there is no butter in the fridge so please grab one from the supermarket before you sit down for breakfast “

With Lots of Love

 MOM

After reading George put on his overcoat and a hat to leave for the supermarket

“Where are you going?” asked kelin in a sleepy voice.

“To get some butter” 

“Don’t leave already” said kelin

“Come on we have to get to college in an hour ” said George annoyed.

“Fine I’m coming with you “

 George left kelin alone in the supermarket while he grabbed some butter.

 The supermarket was near “The Grand Central Museum ” in the city .

  Kelin was bored standing up there alone so he was casually noticing visitors when suddenly his eyes were on a man. He found his behavior quite odd. The man was dressed in a formal black suit and black sunglasses with a suitcase in his hand. 

“Hey there!” Kelin said cheerfully. The man gave a slight nod in response but didn’t say anything. Kelin continued, “You visiting the museum today? Some fascinating exhibits in there.  

The man just nodded again and kept walking. Kelin thought that was a bit rude but decided to keep trying. “My name’s Kelin. I work the ticket booth here. (He lied) What brings you in today?” 

Again, the man gave a noncommittal nod and kept walking towards the museum without saying a word. Kelin was starting to find the man’s behavior a bit strange. Why was he dressed so formally yet ignoring basic pleasantries? And the sunglasses inside the dim museum seemed unnecessary. 

Kelin watched as the man walked through the museum entrance and disappeared around the corner. 

He wandered through the crowded museum, searching for the mysterious man in the black suit. He needed to find him soon; the man had a precious red stone that looked similar to the one stolen from the museum a month ago. 

The police were still investigating the theft of the original red stone from the museum. They had placed a duplicate stone in its place to avoid panic among visitors. Kelin and his brother George had volunteered to assist the police by keeping an eye out for any suspicious activity. 

Kelin believed the man’s stone could help with his research in the case . Studying the stone could provide clues to its origins and properties. But first, he had to find the elusive man in the black suit who had suddenly disappeared into the crowd. 

As Kelin made his way through the rooms full of priceless artifacts, he scanned the other visitors, hoping to spot the man in black again. The stone the man carried could be invaluable as a reference for Kelin’s work. But first, he needed to find the man and politely ask to borrow the stone for a short time. Kelin turned the corner and entered the next gallery, eyes searching the crowd for any sign of the mysterious stranger who held the key to potentially great discoveries.

Suddenly he saw the man again, standing in front of a glass display case.

 Casually but quickly, I made my way over to him. As I approached, I spoke in a calm but eager voice. “Excuse me sir,” I began. “I couldn’t help but notice the remarkable red stone you carry. I am a scholar studying similar stones. I wondered if I might politely ask to borrow your stone as a reference for just a week or so? It could help with breakthroughs in my research.  

The man turned to face me, eyeing me curiously. For a moment I worried he may refuse. Then a small smile spread across his face. “A fellow scholar in search of knowledge,” he replied. “How could I deny such a quest? You may borrow my stone for a brief time, if you promise to share any insights you gain from it. I breathed a sigh of relief and gratitude. “You have my sincerest thanks,” I replied, smiling back. “I will not let you down. The man nodded and handed me the stone, and I knew at that moment great discoveries awaited.

I took the red stone and headed back to the supermarket. George had been looking for me since half an hour ago. 

“Where were u?” asked George in an angry tone. 

“I found a man in the museum with a similar red stone that we have been looking for, reference in the crystalline garden this display similar to the one stolen from the museum; This could really help us through police investigation,” I said.

“Hmm ok, keep your voice low,” said George. “We’re getting late for college. 

After college George and Kelin went to the study lab to conduct some research on a red stone that Kelin had obtained. While examining the stone, they found something suspicious about it and decided to call the police. The stone was then sent for a forensic report which revealed that it was the original red stone that had been stolen from the local museum a few weeks prior. 

George turned to Kelin and said, “Do you know where we can find the man who gave you the stone?”

“Yes,” Kelin replied. “He gave me his address. 

George responded, “We should go check him out then. He’s likely the thief who stole the stone from the museum.  

So George and Kelin decided to pay a visit to the man who had given Kelin the stone. They hoped that by confronting him, they could recover the rest of the stolen artifacts and return them to the museum. With the evidence they had gathered and the forensic report confirming the stone’s identity, they had a strong case against the man. George and Kelin headed out, determined to get to the bottom of the mystery and retrieve the museum’s stolen treasures. 

 

 They went to the house. They knocked on the door and the man came out. He remembered kelin he smiled at him and said “oh, so your research work got over and you’re here to return my stone? Come inside, let’s have a cup of tea.  

Kelin replied, “Sure, we’ll have a cup of tea but not inside your house. Instead, it will be in prison.  

The man looked confused and said, “What do you mean prison? I don’t understand.  

Kelin explained, “This stone is stolen. The police are on their way now to arrest you for theft. The man’s face turned pale as he realized he had been caught. He tried to shut the door but the police arrived and took him away in handcuffs.

At police station

Man to kelin ” you said you were a scholar took my stone for research purposes, You bloody liar . 

Police took him in the custody 

The police officer asked him to explain everything truthfully without lying or else he would end up his entire life in jail

To which he replied” I have not stolen the stone I’m not a thief i am a reputated business owner. 

One fine day I went to the grand Central Museum. I was wandering around admiring the art pieces when my eyes went on this beautiful red crystal stone. I was thinking how wonderful it was and how it should be mine. 

Suddenly a voice broke my thoughts. “And it could all be yours,” said a tall man with a mustache standing behind me. “Hi, I’m the head in charge of the museum,” he continued. “I couldn’t help but notice your interest in that particular stone. It’s a rare specimen from the mountains of Tibet. Normally it would not leave the museum, but I sense you have a deep appreciation for fine things. If you are truly interested, I could arrange it for you”

He asked me to give him $ 2 million for the red crystal stone. I thought the price was quite reasonable for the majestic stone so I agreed. 

The next day, he invited me to his house with the money and asked me to sign a contract. I did as said. He then handed over the stone to me.

Kelin and George in a suprising voice “The head in charge of the museum!!! Are you sure??? Did u know that the stone was stolen, that’s illegal”

The man replied” Yes , but i couldn’t differentiate between right or wrong because of my greed

“And now that greed will lead you to spend your entire life in the prison “said the police officer.

“Com’n take us to the head in charge’s house i can’t afford to let him run off; i need him behind the bars as soon as possible ” police officer 

Take out the jeep let’s go 

Knock knock! Who’s there? The police, we need to talk. The head in charge of the museum opened the door warily after seeing the police officers on his doorstep. 

“The stone was stolen from the museum,” said George in a interrogative voice. “Is it true that you smuggle precious stones from the museum?” asked Kelin. The head in charge sighed. “Yes, it’s true. I couldn’t resist because of my greed,” he admitted. 

“And now that greed will land you in prison,” said the police officer sternly. “Come on, we need to take you in. I can’t risk letting you run off; you need to be behind bars as soon as possible,” he told the other officers. They headed towards the police car outside. 

As the head in charge stepped out of his house, he suddenly broke into a run in an attempt to escape. “Stop right there!” shouted the police officers as they chased after him. After a short struggle, they were able to restrain the head in charge and escort him into the police car to be taken into custody. Greed had finally caught up with the head in charge of the museum, and now he would have to face the consequences of his actions.

The police officer shook George and Kelin’s hands vigorously and thanked them profusely for their help in cracking the case. “We couldn’t have solved it without you two,” he said. “The Chief has recommended you both for a reward from the Central government.  

A few weeks later, George and Kelin were summoned to the police station. The Chief presented them each with an oversized cardboard check for $5,000 and shook their hands for the cameras. George beamed at kelin and said “See, I told you if we helped, there’d be a reward!” 

Kelin just rolled his eyes. “You only helped to get the reward, you weren’t actually interested in catching the criminal,” he scoffed. But deep down, kelin was pleased. He had always dreamed of being a detective and solving mysteries, even if it meant having to put up with George’s endless schemes to make a quick buck. 

As they walked out of the station with their reward checks, George said “I’m buying a new gaming system with my money. What about you?” Kelin laughed. “I’m saving mine for college,” he replied. George just shrugged. “Your loss,” he said. But kelin didn’t mind. Helping the police catch a criminal and making his community a little safer was reward enough, even if George didn’t quite see it that way.