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My first destination in the search for the missing blue led me to the first possible crime scene: Passau, the picturesque town at the confluence of the Danube, Inn and Ilz. Here, I thought, I would find the first clues.
An agitated Belgian detective, tricky breakfast eggs and the disappearance of an entire color prompt the striped detective to start new investigations.
A lost hazelnut, a scatterbrained coachman, a wintry castle and far too little cake! Once again a tough nut to crack for the Consulting Detective.
Today I set sail on board an excursion steamer for a long tour all around the harbours of Cologne.
A mysterious Chinese dog, a perplexed colleague and excitement in the palace. Who could help if not me, the famous consulting detective?
John Maynard is one of Theodor Fontane’s most famous ballads, published in 1886. It praises John Maynard, helmsman of a passenger ship on Lake Erie. A fire breaks out at the end of a passage from Detroit to Buffalo.
Something is up! My sensitive whiskers have made me sense a tremor in the continuum of time. Somewhere on the 60th parallel there was a rift in space and time. So I set off on a dangerous expedition into unknown regions until the sextant points to 60° North.
