"Somebody stole Mr. Wig's money," thought Roxy.
"I need to get to his house right away!"
Roxy's friends were coming back toward her.
They didn't look happy.
"That guy didn't want any candy bars either," said Jack.
"You know what?" said Roxy.
"I think we skipped some houses.
I'll go back to them."
Roxy ran off.
Terrell scratched his head.
"We didn't skip any houses."
Mara pointed to the sky.
"Look! It's Rocket Girl!"
A moment later Roxy arrived at Mr. Wig's house.
Detective Smith was climbing into the safe.
Roxy smiled. "I doubt the robber is still in there, Detective."
"Very funny." Detective Smith pretended to laugh.
"I know the robber isn't in here.
I'm looking for clues."
Mr. Wig frowned at Roxy.
"I can't believe you're making jokes!
My money was stolen!"
"Don't worry, Mr. Wig," said Detective Smith.
He stood back up.
"We'll find the thief and get your money back.
Rocket Girl has lots of super powers."
"Yes, I know about Rocket Girl's super powers," said Mr. Wig.
He looked at Roxy.
"You can fly, right?"
"Yep!" said Roxy.
"Well, so can I," said Mr. Wig.
"Because I have my very own jet."
"Big deal," said Roxy.
"I can shoot lasers from my eyes.
And I can see through walls."
"Hmph!" Mr. Wig folded his arms.
"I'm one of the richest people in Metro City."
Roxy folded her arms.
"I can lift a truck."
Mr. Wig shrugged. "Just find my money, please."
Roxy and Detective Smith went outside.
"I do not like that man," said Roxy.
"Let's just try to solve this case," said Detective Smith.
"Mr. Wig said he heard a buzzing sound.
And there were spider webs in his bedroom."
Roxy looked thoughtful.
"Maybe bugs robbed Mr. Wig."
"Ha-ha," said Detective Smith, pretending to laugh again.
"No, I'm serious," said Roxy.
"Remember the villain Von Buzz?
He trained bugs to steal things."
Detective Smith shook his head.
"It can't be Von Buzz. He's in jail."
"He was in jail," said Roxy.
"But he got out two weeks ago."
"You're right!" said Detective Smith.
"I forgot about that."
"Maybe Von Buzz started robbing people again," said Roxy.
Just then Detective Smith's phone rang.
"Yes?" said the detective.
"Really? We'll be right there!"
He hung up the phone.
"Someone just broke into Mrs. Bun's house.
She lives on this street too"
He turned back to Roxy.
"Let's . . . Rocket Girl?"