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leaving Gloria who raised her eyebrows at the twins. ‘You heard Tess.’ She turned to the guards. ‘Now take Mr Yap away. INTERPOL wish to interview him about his luggage and about his late night visit to a museum in Amsterdam. He’s now a media star, but only on a security camera.’ The guards pulled Brut upright.
    â€˜Mr Yap?’ Christopher was puzzled .’But I drew him earlier. His name is Mr Brut.’
    â€˜One of his names,’ explained Gloria. ’And if you do have one of your sketches Christopher, that might be useful for the police.’
    â€˜Oh!’ Christopher suddenly remembered. ‘He tore it up.’
    â€˜I’m not surprised.’ said Gloria. ‘He wouldn’t want that floating around, so he could be identified as Mr Brut by keen eyes like yours. ‘
    â€˜You’ll never catch Wang,’ Mr Yap-BRUT was scornful. ‘He’s too clever for all of you.’
    â€˜We’ve been told he’s on this Tokyo flight,’ replied Gloria in her official voice.’ And there’s a contact address on this envelope. .P.O. Box 13, Newtown.’ ‘I bet you don’t find him!’ shouted Mr Yap as the police dragged him away.
    WANG was the name on the envelope, remembered Christopher as he flipped through his notebook and found the second sketch he’d done of BRUT, immediately after the first had been torn up. He gave it to Gloria.
    â€˜Thanks,’ Gloria said.’ INTERPOL will look after Mr Yap now. At least we’ve stopped those drugs. Now I ‘ll just have a word with the guards to keep a look out.’
    â€˜For Mr Wang or something else? ‘Amy looked at her twin. What drugs was Gloria talking about? Who was Mr Wang? It was so annoying when people talked as if you knew things when you didn’t. Then if you asked, it made you sound like an idiot. Was Christopher thinking same thing? He was. But he had seen the name WANG on the envelope and Amy hadn’t.
    â€˜What drugs?’ Christopher asked Gloria.
    â€˜The big haul we found this morning, on the plane from Kuala Lumpur. Brought in by some Japanese tourists who claim they were set up. The drugs were hidden in their cases.’ Gloria was looked pleased.
    â€˜And who’s Mr Wang?’ Amy decided it didn’t matter if she sounded stupid. She wanted to know all the details.
    â€˜Our Mr Big. The kind stranger in Kuala Lumpur who offered to replace the Japanese tourists’ damaged bags with new suitcases, for free. Unfortunately the suitcases were packed with heroin. The tourists didn’t know, or so they said.’
    â€˜Did they really believe that!’ The twins were amazed. They knew never to accept gifts from strangers, especially ones that had to be carried through customs. Their parents and Aunty Viv reminded them, every trip.
    â€˜What tipped you off?’ asked the twins together.
    Gloria smiled at their eagerness. ‘I was here early, for another reason. One of our duty officers was suspicious when he saw the Japanese tour group. ‘
    â€˜Were they from ‘Sunny Tours’ ?’ asked Amy quickly. Surely the honeymooners hadn’t travelled to Malaysia too.
    â€˜No, a different group. Firstly, the guide was not dressed like the usual tour leader. Secondly, the group was smaller than the usual and was not made up of honeymoon couples. ‘
    â€˜Like ours,’ interrupted Christopher.
    Gloria continued. ‘Thirdly, they were not carrying rented suitcases used by most Japanese tourists.’
    â€˜Why do they all use rented suitcases?’ Amy thought back to the pairs of honeymooners and their matching luggage.
    Quickly Christopher suggested, ‘Because there’s not enough room in small apartments to keep suitcases. Especially if you only use them for one week’s holiday in the year.’
    â€˜Right.’ agreed Gloria. ‘So we see the same suitcases coming through quite