Đây là một số bài đọc yêu cầu các bạn tìm câu trả lời, giúp cho kĩ năng đọc hiểu của bạn tốt hơn. Xin cảm ơn đã quan tâm | At that moment, a police car with its lights flashing swung round the corner and screeched to a stop outside the house. Two policemen got out. After briefly checking that she was the owner of the house, they ran into the house through the still open door, without explaining anything. Joanne was by now completely confused and very frightened. Then the doctor arrived. "Wheres Sheba? Is she OK?" shouted Joanne, running over to his car. "Shes fine, Joanne. I extracted the thing which was choking her, and shes OK now." "Well whats this all about? Why are the police in my house?" Just then, the two policemen reappeared from the house, half-carrying a white-faced figure, a man in a dark grey sweater and jeans, who, it seemed, could hardly walk. There was blood all over him. "My God," said Joanne, "how did he get in there? And how did you know he was there?" "I think he must be a burglar," said the doctor. "I knew he was there because when I finally removed what was stuck in Shebas throat, it turned out to be three human fingers. I dont think hes a very happy burglar."
