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Port Mystery
Rainy night. The old port area of the city is covered in fog. The light from the street lampposts seems to be unable to reach the ground properly. The sound of the waves in the distance, the occasional ship's horn, all combine to make the place mysterious and spooky.
Detective John was standing by the window of his office, looking out. There were some old files spread out on the table. There had been no major cases in the city for a long time. Crime seemed to have suddenly decreased. But John knew that the city was never completely quiet. The darkness was always lurking somewhere and committing crimes.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
“Come in,” John said in a serious voice.
His assistant David opened the door and entered. He had two cups of coffee in his hand.
“Black coffee for you,” David said.
John took the cup in his hand and asked,
“Any news?”
David said with a serious face,
“There was a murder in the port area. The police commissioner himself called.”
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