Monday, June 26, 2017
The Myanmar Times
The Myanmar Times

The Mystery of the Silver Spoon

Chapter 1: Infinite Riches in a Little Room. I trust I have managed to make it clear, in the sketches I have produced from time to time to illustrate the cases solved by my friend, the famous consulting detective U Sha Lok, that he was very little motivated by money...

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Chapter 2: The Man from London

The distinguished banker explained the case before us.

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Chapter 3: The Genghis Khan of Crime

"From his private apartments inside that secret mansion, this man holds in his hand the threads of a hundred criminal undertakings. Throughout Asia, he is known as the Genghis Khan of Crime. Half the triads in China and Hong Kong are under his sway, as is every snakehead, gangmaster, opium runner and tea-dealer in the world’s most important Chinatowns..."

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Chapter 4: In the Heart of the Labyrinth

Having no idea how long I would have to wait, I leafed idly through the pile of magazines on the low table before me. Detection WeeklyCrime and PunishmentPolice BlotterTrue-life Murders. I shook my head in disbelief. I was sitting in the veritable waiting room of a damnable criminal enterprise...

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Chapter 5: An Unwilling Accomplice

Taking a glass of something from a silver tray proffered to me, I wandered around the embassy lawn. It was almost dark, and there were a couple of hundred people milling about. I assumed that Dr Moe Yat Ti knew what I looked like, and would approach me in his own time. But I still had no idea what he wanted to meet me for...

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Chapter 6: A Crime of Splendid Audacity

“Take off your jacket and put this on, if you’d be so kind,” he said in his soft voice, handing me a white coat, of the kind laboratory technicians wear. He also handed me a pair of spectacles with thick black frames, and a clipboard. “Patience, doctor, patience. All will be revealed in the fullness of time,” he said mildly...

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Chapter 7: Mansion of Secrets

We trundled the trolley out into the corridor and toward the lifts, descending without incident. But once the lift doors opened to the lobby, we were engulfed in pandemonium. Hordes of journalists surrounded us and, to my horror, many of them were taking pictures, the camera bulbs flashing and popping...

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Chapter 8: The Heavy Burden of Truth

As I had expected, U Sha Lok was still up and about. Not just awake, he was, in fact, in a state of extraordinary agitation. The moment I walked into our sitting room he turned on me, his hair disordered and his eyes alight...

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