A short while later, the adults were back at the Chan residence.

"Okay everyone, let's get right to investigating." said Charlie.

"What should we start with, pop?" asked Stanley.

"Well, for starters, we should see if the person responsible for the disappearance left behind a clue around here." Charlie said.

"I suggest we first check where the prince was sleeping." Debbie said. "Maybe a clue might be there."

"Like a teddy bear or snuggly baby blanket?" asked Stanley.

"Anything that can help us figure out where the prince could be." Charlie sighed. "Let's get moving."

The adults then went upstairs to look for clues.


Meanwhile, Suzie, Alan, Annie, and Tom made it to their house.

"Here we are gang! Home sweet home!" said Suzie.

"So what exactly are we looking for?" Alan asked as they entered the house.

"We're looking for clues that could potentially lead us to the prince." Suzie explained.

Annie saw Speedy parked in front of the house. "But by the looks of it, I don't think we've been beaten to it. Anywhere else we can search?"

"How about we search around the placed you've brought the prince to yesterday?" Tom suggested.

"That's a great idea, Tom!" said Annie. "So Suzie, where exactly did you two go last night?"

"It will certainly help us more." Alan added as they noted the uncertain look on Suzie's face.

Suzie thought. "Well, we went to eat pizza, ice cream, and we took a nice long walk on the beach. It was so romantic. Just looking into his beautiful brown eyes and I knew that he and I were perfect for each other. He's so dreamy and angelic and perfect and makes me wanna..."

"Oh no!" Alan gagged. "That's enough! Too much information!"

"Where exactly did you guys had pizza and ice cream?" Annie pressed.

"We had pizza at the Pizza Shack and we had ice cream at that Terrible Humor place." Suzie replied. "I think somebody must've seen us there."

"Well, hopefully those places will provide us an answer." Annie said. "Let's go!"

The teens then ran towards the pizza shop.


Back at the race track, the kids were eavesdropping on their prime suspect, I.Q. Ickly.

"There is gang." said Flip. "Our culprit!"

"But what would I.Q. want with the prince?" asked Nancy. "He's just a little boy."

"Money, I suppose." Flip shrugged. "After all, his family needs money for all those gadgets."

"Of course!" Scooter snapped his fingers. "It's the old case of the boy geniuses! Let's get him boys!"

"Ahem!" Mimi and Nancy placed their hands on their hips.

"...and girls." Scooter chuckled. "Let's get I.Q!"

The kids then ran to I.Q. to interrogate him.

At that same time, I.Q and his mother were closely-examining their car.

"Mother, can we please take a break?" I.Q. asked his mother. "I think the vehicle is all set and ready!"

"Darling, you know we have to make sure the car will not gain sentience and try to take over the world like most of our other inventions." said Ivana. "Besides, mommy wants to make sure her widdle man is going to win that trophy for her."

"Oh, come on, Mom..." I.Q. groaned as his cheeks started to burn.

"Okay sweetie, mommy's going to powder her nose for a bit, but stay here and continue to fix the car, okay?" Ivana told her son.

"Yes mother." I.Q. nodded.

"Good. Now give mommy a kiss." Ivana batted her eyelashes.

I.Q. groaned and the nearby Chan kids, upon seeing the scene, immediately ducked behind a nearby cart.

"Okay as soon as his mother leaves, we jump him and make him talk..." Flip whispered to his siblings.

Nancy, Mimi, and Scooter nodded their heads and gave a thumbs up.

After I.Q. kissed his mother, she left to go powder her nose. The boy genius then wiped his mother's lipstick off his mouth and started to work on his car.

As he worked on his car, he didn't notice the younger Chan siblings sneaking up on him.

Flip whispered. "Okay...ready? Three...two...one..."

The four Chan Kids then dog-piled right on I.Q. and attacked him.

"Hey!" I.Q. exclaimed as the Chan kids jumped him. "What's the big idea?"

The kids then duct-taped I.Q. to a chair and were ready to interrogate him.

"What's going on here? Let me go!" demanded I.Q.

"I don't think so, Ickly." Flip said. "We'd like to have a little word with you before we can do that!"

"Where is he?" Scooter barked at the boy.

"What're you talking about?" I.Q. asked, annoyed.

"You know what we're talking about." Nancy deadpanned. "The missing prince you kidnapped!"

"I didn't kidnap the prince! Honest!" I.Q. insisted.

"Yeah right, momma's boy!" Mimi sarcastically said. "If you're not going to talk, we're gonna have to make you do it!"

"What're you gonna do? Make my beakers and test tubes explode?" I.Q. asked.

"Nope." Flip shook his head. "Worse."

"And what will that be?" I.Q. deadpanned.

"Oh Mimi..." Flip sang to his kid sister.

"Yes big brother?" Mimi replied.

"Why don't you give I.Q. lots and lots of kisses?" Flip smirked.

"I'd love to." Mimi batted her eyelashes.

I.Q. gasped. "No, not that! Anything but that! Not...girl germs!"

"Then tell us about the whereabouts of the prince." Nancy folded her arms.

"I told you, I'm innocent!" I.Q. begged.

"Then, you leave us no choice..." Flip folded his arms. "Get him, sis!"

I.Q. gasped. "No! No! No..."

Mimi jumped on I.Q's tied up lap and started kissing his entire face, much to his horror.

It was then that I.Q.'s mother returned.

"Precious...I'm back..." she sang, then saw Mimi kissing I.Q. and gasped. "Ivan Quincy Ickly! What do you think you're doing? Get away from that girl! You don't know where she's been!"

"I will like to, Mom!" I.Q. complained. "However, she and her siblings jumped me and tied me up right here!"

Ivana ran over, threw Mimi off the chair, and untied I.Q.

"Ivan, my sweet baby!" she cooed as she snuggled her son. "Oh mommy was so worried! Did that mean girl hurt you?"

"She and her siblings were going to if you haven't came back." I.Q. said.

"So what happened?" Ivana asked in concern before turning to Mimi and added, "What's the big idea?"

"Well, I was minding my own business when she and her siblings jumped me with no provocation at all." I.Q. explained. "Then, they begin to demand that I tell them where the missing prince is at."

"What?" Ivana gasped.

"Your son stole the missing prince because he's afraid of losing the race and shaming you!" Scooter explained. "He's the kidnapper! Ground him for life! Take away his desserts and TV privileges!"

A minute went by before Ivana burst into laughter, and the Chan siblings looked at her in confusion.

"What's so funny?" Flip asked.

"Yeah! In case you didn't notice, your son is a complete and total prince-napper!" Scooter added.

"And what makes you think my dear Ivan would do such a thing?" Ivana asked.

"Because he's afraid of losing to our brothers and disappointing you!" Flip replied.

Ivana snorted and still laughed. "Win or lose, it doesn't matter much to me. It's hard work getting into this final race, so even if we end up in second or third place, I'll still be proud of my dear Ivan for being able to make it this far into the tournament."

"And just who do you guys think you are?" I.Q snapped at the siblings. "Nothing more than a bunch of self-serving bullies who don't know a thing on detective work!"

"We are the Chan Clan, the world's greatest junior detectives." Scooter retorted.

"Well if you ask me you're pretty bad ones." I.Q. glared at them. "You can't accuse me of stealing the prince without any leads or evidence! That's not how it works!"

"Either way, we should get back to checking our car." Ivana said. "Now be off with the all of you and stop wasting our time! And whoever your parents are, I need to have a good talk with them."

"Yes Mrs. Ickly..." the kids groaned.

Ivana untied her son and they went back to fixing up the car.

"I guess I.Q. didn't do it." Nancy said.

"But who else could've done it?" Mimi asked. "It could be anyone in this whole stadium."

"Well, one thing I hope is that the others are having better luck in getting to the bottom of this than us." Scooter said.


Author's Note:

And let's find out what the others are up to in the next chapter. Coming soon.