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»Wait,« remembered Rosemarie. »It's simple!« She looked at pials. »Look, the liquidin pials in different. This one is red and those two are red-pink.«

»And that means…« was Emily trying to understand what Rosemarie was saying.

»It means that we have to drink these… Well, took it!«

Emily carefully picked a little bottel and drank the liquid. She made a wry face. »Ew…!« But nothing happened. Rosemarie already drank the liquid and now she was looking fort he way out. »Oh, come on,« she said.

Emily was tired. She never imagined that being a criminal would be so difficult. She thought her criminal life would be fun and full of prodigality, money and valuable discoveries. She leaned back on the wall. She felt something weird. The wall was hollow! She stood up and look at it. She knocked. It sounded hollow.

»Rosemarie,« she called. »I think I found something.«