Chapter 11

Chapter 11 My phone rang. "Hello," I said. "Flytrap Detective Agency. Inspector Flytrap speaking." "Oink," said a smart voice. "Are you a pig?" I asked. "Yes," she said. "Are you one of those smart pigs?" "Yes." "How smart are you?" "I'm the president of the National Science Headquarters."

"Wow! Could you guys help me save the city from destruction by giving me information about the giant fly from Venus?" "Sure. Come right over." "Great, we'll be right there." "OK," said the smart voice. "See you later." "Just a second," I said. "You were the one who called me. Did you want something?" "Actually, I must have dialed the wrong number. I was trying to order a pizza." She hung up. "Nina, Let's go!" I shouted. "Get me to the National Science Headquarters, so our nation's greatest thinkers can help us solve this THRILLING national emergency." "Could we stop at a bookstore on the way?" asked Nina. "It's almost lunchtime."

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