As Crónicas do Fenando, do Jacks …e do Alberto 😺🐶👻Capítulo 177— O Segredo Debaixo da Campa! 🔎👻🤣

Jacks adjusted his “Super-Jacks” badge. “I brought three emergency biscuits.” “Excellent,” Fenando sighed. “A historical investigation, sponsored by biscuits.”


Capítulo 177— O Segredo Debaixo da Campa! 🔎👻🤣

Na manhã seguinte, a Irmandade voltou ao cemitério.

Sherlock Fenando aproximou-se da campa do pai de Alberto com ar solene.

— Meus caros… hoje vamos finalmente descobrir a verdade!

Jacks apertou o seu crachá de Super-Jacks.

— Eu trouxe três bolachas de emergência.

— Excelente — suspirou Fenando. — Uma investigação histórica patrocinada por bolachas.

Alberto começou a cantar baixinho:

— Bichi bichi Albertoooo… ajuda o Fenando a pensar… 🎶

— Mais baixo! — sussurrou Jacks. — Estamos num cemitério, não num festival!

Fenando examinou cuidadosamente a campa e reparou numa pequena pedra diferente das outras.

— VOILÀ! EURECA!

Jacks deu um salto.

— Encontraste?!

Fenando puxou a pedra e revelou uma pequena caixa escondida.

Lá dentro estava uma carta.

Alberto leu-a, emocionado:

— «A flor mágica nunca foi apenas uma flor. A sua descoberta podia mudar tudo… e foi por causa dela que a nossa família foi destruída.»

Fenando arregalou os olhos.

— Então era este o segredo!

Jacks aproximou o focinho.

— E… não há bolachas na caixa?

— JACKS! — gritaram os dois.

Alberto continuou a ler:

— «Mas a flor só poderá revelar o seu verdadeiro poder quando as duas famílias voltarem a estar unidas.»

Os três ficaram em silêncio.

Fenando fechou lentamente o bloco.

— Alberto… a promessa entre as famílias nunca desapareceu.

Jacks pensou durante alguns segundos.

— Então estivemos metidos num mistério de amor, fantasmas, homicídios e uma flor mágica…

— Exactamente — respondeu Fenando.

Jacks sentou-se.

— Eu preferia quando estávamos a investigar a bola terrorista.

Alberto começou a sorrir e, emocionado, soltou:

— O SOOOOLE MIOOOOO!

Fenando tapou os ouvidos.

— E pronto! O segredo foi revelado e a minha audição foi assassinada!

Jacks pegou numa bolacha.

— Caso encerrado?

Fenando olhou para a carta.

— Jacks… nesta família, nada está verdadeiramente encerrado.

E Alberto voltou a cantar.

Continua… 🤣👻🌸🐾

Com carinho,

Carla,

As confissões de uma miúda gira 🥰❤️

Versão em inglês

The Chronicles of Fenando, Jack… and Alberto 🐱 🐶 👻 Chapter 177 — The Secret Beneath the Gravestone! 🔎👻🤣

The next morning, the Brotherhood returned to the cemetery. Sherlock Fenando approached the gravestone of Alberto’s father with a solemn air. “My dear friends… today, we shall finally uncover the truth!”

Jacks adjusted his “Super-Jacks” badge. “I brought three emergency biscuits.” “Excellent,” Fenando sighed. “A historical investigation, sponsored by biscuits.”

Alberto began to sing softly: “Bichi bichi Albertoooo… helping Fenando think… 🎶” “Keep it down!” Jacks whispered. “We’re in a cemetery, not at a festival!” Fenando examined the gravestone carefully and noticed a small stone that looked different from the others. “VOILÀ! EUREKA!”

Jacks jumped. “Did you find it?!” Fenando pulled at the stone, revealing a small, hidden box. Inside, there was a letter. Alberto read it, visibly moved: “‘The magic flower was never just a flower. Its discovery could have changed everything… and it was because of it that our family was destroyed.’” Fenando’s eyes widened. “So, this was the secret!” Jacks leaned in, sniffing. “And… are there no biscuits in the box?” “JACKS!” the other two exclaimed. Alberto continued reading: “‘But the flower will only reveal its true power when the two families are reunited.’”

The three of them fell silent. Fenando slowly closed his notebook. “Alberto… the promise between the families never truly vanished.” Jacks pondered this for a few seconds. “So, we’ve been caught up in a mystery involving love, ghosts, murders, and a magic flower…” “Exactly,” Fernando replied. Jacks sat down. “I preferred it when we were investigating the terrorist ball.” Alberto began to smile and, overcome with emotion, belted out: “O SOOOOLE MIOOOOO!”

Fernando covered his ears. “Well, there you have it! The secret’s been revealed, and my hearing has been murdered!” Jacks picked up a cookie. “Case closed?” Fernando looked at the letter.

“Jacks… in this family, nothing is ever truly closed.” And Alberto started singing again.

To be continued… 🤣👻🌸🐾

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  1. Another delightful chapter where mystery, family secrets and comedy blend brilliantly! The magical flower adds a beautiful touch of intrigue, while Jacks and Alberto ensure that even a cemetery cannot escape laughter. Carla, your imagination makes every twist an absolute pleasure to follow.

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  2. The next morning, the Brotherhood returned to the cemetery. Sherlock Fenando approached the gravestone of Alberto’s father with a solemn air. “My dear friends… today, we shall finally uncover the truth!”

    After all the crunchy snacks, all the “O SOOOOLE MIOOOOO! performances, and all the mysterious visits from suspicious people, the moment of truth has arrived 🐱👻🐶🤭😃

    Jacks adjusted his “Super-Jacks” badge. “I brought three emergency biscuits.” “Excellent,” Fenando sighed. “A historical investigation, sponsored by biscuits.”

    Fenando let Jacks know it was ok to bring 2 biscuits and he brought and extra one just in case 🤣🤣🤣

    Alberto began to sing softly: “Bichi bichi Albertoooo… helping Fenando think… 🎶” “Keep it down!” Jacks whispered. “We’re in a cemetery, not at a festival!” Fenando examined the gravestone carefully and noticed a small stone that looked different from the others. “VOILÀ! EUREKA!”

    Alberto’s singing can definitely turn any occasion into a festival 🎉🎭👻🎤🎼😹, but maybe he should save it for later when they truly have something to celebrate after Sherlock Fenando finally solves this mystery 🙌🙌🤭🤣

    Jacks jumped. “Did you find it?!” Fenando pulled at the stone, revealing a small, hidden box. Inside, there was a letter. Alberto read it, visibly moved: “‘The magic flower was never just a flower. Its discovery could have changed everything… and it was because of it that our family was destroyed.’” Fenando’s eyes widened. “So, this was the secret!” Jacks leaned in, sniffing. “And… are there no biscuits in the box?” “JACKS!” the other two exclaimed. Alberto continued reading: “‘But the flower will only reveal its true power when the two families are reunited.’”

    Wow 😮😮, the letter about the magic flower is an eye-opening discovery, and as usual Jacks wants to know if there is any biscuits, which never ceases to amuse us every time 🍪🐶😂

    The three of them fell silent. Fenando slowly closed his notebook. “Alberto… the promise between the families never truly vanished.” Jacks pondered this for a few seconds. “So, we’ve been caught up in a mystery involving love, ghosts, murders, and a magic flower…” “Exactly,” Fernando replied. Jacks sat down. “I preferred it when we were investigating the terrorist ball.” Alberto began to smile and, overcome with emotion, belted out: “O SOOOOLE MIOOOOO!”

    For jacks the investigation is getting too “complicated” 😹😹, he just wants to take his biscuits and run around with the BITSY BITSY ball ⚽🐶🤣, combined with Alberto’s singing of O SOOOOLE MIOOOOO! in the background, this should be a ball-game we can’t afford to miss hahaha 🤭🤭🤭

    Fernando covered his ears. “Well, there you have it! The secret’s been revealed, and my hearing has been murdered!” Jacks picked up a cookie. “Case closed?” Fernando looked at the letter.

    “Jacks… in this family, nothing is ever truly closed.” And Alberto started singing again.

    To be continued… 🤣👻🌸🐾

    Fenando impresses us with his detective skills and reveals the secrets but hopefully his ears don’t fall off from Alberto’s singing 🐱😃😂🤭

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