Would you make a good detective? Find the three mistakes the crook made
Detective Inspector Brown was in charge of the security for the exhibition of Far Eastern Art at the museum. Two of the world's greatest art experts were present as the packages were opened: Charles Winfield of the museum and Mogi Pilas, a Buddhist monk who had flown from Sri Lanka carrying the famous Golden Buddha of Sri Lanka. As this package was undone, Winfield's face went white. "Inspector," he said, "this is not the Golden Buddha. It's an imitation." "Impossible", said the monk. "I was given it in Sri Lanka, and have had it with me ever since." "Let me ask you some questions," said Inspector Brown. "Where were you given the statue?" "In our capital city of Kathmandu," said the monk. "I went to the airport and flew to London." He sat down. "You must excuse me, I don't feel well after that long flight over the Pacific..." "Oh Dear," said Winfield. "You need a strong drink. Here, have a glass of whisky." "Thank you," said the monk, swallowing the whisky in one gulp. Then the detective took out some handcuffs and put them on Mogi Pilas. "How did you know he was a crook?" asked Charles Winfield later. "Because he made three very stupid mistakes," replied the detective.
Detective Inspector Brown was in charge of the security for the exhibition of Far Eastern Art at the museum. Two of the world's greatest art experts were present as the packages were opened: Charles Winfield of the museum and Mogi Pilas, a Buddhist monk who had flown from Sri Lanka carrying the famous Golden Buddha of Sri Lanka. As this package was undone, Winfield's face went white. "Inspector," he said, "this is not the Golden Buddha. It's an imitation." "Impossible", said the monk. "I was given it in Sri Lanka, and have had it with me ever since." "Let me ask you some questions," said Inspector Brown. "Where were you given the statue?" "In our capital city of Kathmandu," said the monk. "I went to the airport and flew to London." He sat down. "You must excuse me, I don't feel well after that long flight over the Pacific..." "Oh Dear," said Winfield. "You need a strong drink. Here, have a glass of whisky." "Thank you," said the monk, swallowing the whisky in one gulp. Then the detective took out some handcuffs and put them on Mogi Pilas. "How did you know he was a crook?" asked Charles Winfield later. "Because he made three very stupid mistakes," replied the detective.