(1) The Case of the Angry Chef - Two Minutes Mysteries

 Hawkins, the marine, stared in amazement at Inspector Winters.

"I never heard of a restaurant called Pasquale's Pizzeria," he objected. "I wasn't ever in it, I didn't rob it, and I certainly didn't shoot anybody."

"A marine answering your description wounded the owner and cleaned out the cash register," said the inspector. "You didn't know?"

"Am I supposed to?" protested Hawkins. "There must be several thousands of marines in this town."

"But only one was running along 42nd Street five minutes after the hold-up," snapped the inspector.

"Sure I ran," retorted Hawkins, "Look, I was standing idly in a doorway wondering what to do when this fat guy wearing a white apron and chef's hat comes charging at me. He's waving a butcher knife and he's screaming, 'He shot the boss!' So I ran."

"You were innocent, but you ran?"

"He had that big knife."

"Then what did you do?"

"A cop saw us and grabbed me. It wasn't any use to argue. So I went back to the restaurant with the cop, and a couple of customers said I might be the marine who held-up the place. They weren't  sure."

That night Haledjian read the transcript of the questioning.

"Hawkins is your man," he said. "No mistake about it!"

How did Haledjian know?

 Hawkins asserted he'd never heard of the restaurant or been in it. If true, he could not have "back" to it, as he said. A fatal slip of the tongue!