Not everyone has the chance to be a detective. But I ever got one when I was thirteen years old. It happened in 1988.

One afternoon，I was walking down the street when I saw my father's new car. I ______ to see my father，but to my ______，I saw a young woman driving instead.

“She stole my father's car，”I thought. So I quickly stopped a taxi and got in . I said to the driver，“Follow that new car ______. ”And I told him why.

The taxi driver had a car telephone，and I asked him to call the police. Soon we heard the ______ from a police car and its loudspeaker. The policeman told the woman to stop her car. Our car came to a stop，too. I ______ right now and said to the woman， “It's not your car. It's my ______. ”

The woman smiled and said, “Oh. You're Mr Johnson's younger son, right? I've ever seen your photo at your father's office. ”

Before I could say ______ word, the woman explained that she was my father's new assistant. My father had asked her to take his computer to the shop to have it ______. He lent her his car. After hearing her words, we called my father and he told us what she said was ______. The police and the taxi driver laughed. I _______very sorry. It was both the first time and the last time for me to work as a detective. Don't you think my story funny?