CHAPTER 3: THEOBEAR PAWDDINGTON
That's right, I'm missin' my nuts! Theobear says.
You've been mighty helpful, customer! You were here for an in-ves-ti-ga-tion, say? That honey was all over the news! Even a laybear like me knows how special it is. It can do all sorts of stuff! Who wouldn't want it?
You consider this statement for a moment, before Bearlock returns, looking rather ill.
I've had enough of this place, man! On to our next suspect, post-haste!
Well, he is the detective in charge... you nod your head, and follow him out!
[ TO BE CONTINUED...? ]
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CHAPTER 4: BEARMILLION BLOT
The safe swings open, to reveal... a framed picture of Bearmillion Black and Bearlock Holmes, much younger than they look now! Oh my...
Ack! What are you doing?! Bearmillion yells, shoving you away. As he does so, you spot Bearlock waving you over from the window again.
L-E-T-S G-O! Bearlock mouths at you, and you're inclined to agree; Bearmillion looks ready to pounce!
[ TO BE CONTINUED...? ]