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     Not everyone has a chance to be a detective. But I 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 _1_ to see my father,
but to my surprise, I saw a young woman driving instead. "She has stolen my father's car," I thought. So I
quickly stopped a taxi and got in. I said to the driver, "Follow that new car _2_ ," and I told him why. The
taxi driver had a car phone, so I asked him to call the police. Soon we heard the _3_ of a police car and its
loudspeaker. The police told the woman to stop her car. Our car Came to a stop, too. I _4_ right then and
said to the woman, "It's not your car. It's my _5_" The woman smiled and said, "Oh. You're Mr. Johnson's younger son, right? I've even seen your photo in your father's office." Before I could say _6_ 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 _7_. He lent her his car. After hearing her words, we called my father and he told us
what she said was _8_ The police and the taxi driver laughed. I _9_ very sorry. It was both the first and
the last time I worked as a _10_. Don't you think my story is funny?