The Case of the Sleeveless Lock
I daville seemed no different from many other seaside towns.
It had lovely white beaches, a Little League, banks, churches, a synagogue, and two delicatessens.
Nevertheless, Idaville was different.
Very different.â¦
For more than a year no one, grown-up or child, had gotten away with breaking the law there.
How did Idaville do it? Police officers from coast to coast wondered. So did the CIA and the FBI. What was the secret? How did it happen?
Only three people knew, and they werenât telling.
All three lived in a redbrick house at 13 Rover AvenueâMr. Brown, Mrs. Brown, and their only child, ten-year-old Encyclopedia, Americaâs crime-buster in sneakers.
Mr. Brown was chief of police. He was honest, brave, andsmart. When he had a case that puzzled him, he always knew what to do.
He drove home.
Encyclopedia solved the case for him at the dinner table. Usually before dessert. Usually with one question.
Chief Brown wished he could tell the world about his son. But he knew it was useless. Who would believe him?
Who would believe that a fifth-grader was the mastermind behind Idavilleâs war on crime?
So Chief Brown didnât say a word. Neither did Mrs. Brown.
For his part, Encyclopedia never boasted about the help he gave his father. Boasting was for people who needed to feel important.
There was nothing, however, he could do about his nick-name.
Only his parents and teachers called him by his real name, Leroy. Everyone else called him Encyclopedia.
An encyclopedia is a book or set of books filled with facts from A to Z. So was Encyclopediaâs head. He had read more books than anybody, and he never forgot a word.
His pals said he was better than an encyclopedia. He was like a whole library that you could take along on a fishing trip.
Monday evening Chief Brown sat silently at the dinner table, staring at his cream of broccoli soup.
Mrs. Brown and Encyclopedia knew what was wrong. A case had him troubled.
âWhat sort of case is it, dear?â Mrs. Brown asked.
âOne without a crime,â Chief Brown answered. He stirred his soup for a moment.
Mrs. Brown and Encyclopedia waited patiently.
âJohn Long is getting married tomorrow,â Chief Brown said. âHe hoped to give his bride the wedding ring that his grandmother left him. He canât.â
âHe lost it?â asked Mrs. Brown.
âNo,â Chief Brown replied. âThe ring is safe. In fact, itâs altogether too safe.â
He explained. The ring was kept in a safe in the home of Johnâs uncle, Gordon Long, with whom John lived. The uncle was the only person who could open the safe.
âThe uncle flew to Brazil shortly before John announced his wedding date,â Chief Brown said. âHe said heâd be back in a few days. Heâs already been gone two months. Brazil is a big country, and John doesnât know where to reach him.â
âWhy doesnât John postpone the wedding?â Mrs. Brown inquired. âOr use another ring?â
âJohn has had his heart set on using his grandmotherâs ring,â Chief Brown said. âBesides, itâs too late to postpone the wedding. Most of the out-of-town guests have already arrived in Idaville.â
âThe uncle must have hidden a spare key someplace,â Mrs. Brown said.
âA spare key wonât help,â Chief Brown said. âThe safe has a combination lock.â
âThis really isnât a police case,â Mrs. Brown said. âHow did you get into it?â
âI caught the thieves who robbed Johnâs gas station last year,â Chief Brown replied. âHe asked me to help him again. Iâm supposed to figure out how to open the safe. He said he didnât trust anyone else.â
Encyclopedia had been sitting quietly, listening. He knew his father and mother were going over the case for his sake. They were trying to give him all the