Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 4 - 7 2018 | Page 155

Monkey King transformed into a big chimpanzee and was punching Bulky Bully with his big fists.
“I can change too!” Bulky Bully shrieked and morphed into a gigantic bull.
Bulky Bully in the shape of the colossal bull was chasing Monkey Bull who was evidently losing the fight.
“What should we do? What should we do?” Sandy was panicking.
“Er…er…” I was cracking my brain. Suddenly, I screamed, “Red! Red! Do we have anything red?”
“What?” Pigsy and Sandy were at a loss.
“We use something red to attract the bull.”
“Yes, I do,” Pigsy was taking out the national flag from his backpack.
“Run to the cliff and wave it at the bull!” I shouted.
Pigsy was holding up the flag and yelling, “Hey, Bully, come here, come here!”
On seeing the red flag, Bulky Bully became obsessed and was charging at Pigsy.
“Oh, my god,” Pigsy was shaking at the edge of the cliff.
“One, two, jump!” Sandy and I were shouting when Bulky Bully almost hit Pigsy with its deadly and
baleful horns.
Pigsy jumped really hard, and Bulky Bully ran over the cliff.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaw….” was all we could hear.
“That was a narrow escape,” I breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter 7: The Return
We met Buddha at the Grand Taj Mahal and returned the book to him. He was first shocked, holding the
book as if his life depended on it. Looking at us intently in tears, he expressed his gratitude in the most
sincere way.
“Your courage, your strength and your wisdom had won the day,” he was thanking us, “In order to repay
your effort, in addition to your rewards, I will give your some free publicity.”
He was beaming with delight, “Every tourist to Taj Mahal will be given the brochure of Tang’s Detective
Agency.”
Thanks to Buddha’s brilliant scheme, our agency soon became the most famous detective agency not only in
the East, but also in the West.