mynovelonline Chapter 725 (4k) Speaking of London, of course it’s Sherlock Holmes
Chapter 725 (4k) Speaking of London, of course it’s Sherlock Holmes
Chapter 725 (4k) Speaking of London, of course it’s Sherlock Holmes
"This is the first class cabin. It's so spacious." Miyano Akemi, who boarded the plane as 'Akira Haihara', looked around and exclaimed.
Compared to first class, economy class is an aerial slave ship.
"Sister Mingmei used to move around under the orders of the organization, right?" Martin asked casually, "Is the organization so stingy that they won't even buy first-class tickets for us?"
Miyano Akemi glanced at Maori Kogoro who was walking in front, and replied in a low voice, "The organization didn't reimburse my travel expenses at all."
Huiyuan Ai was a little surprised, and subconsciously said: "They reimbursed me..."
Miyano Akemi put on a mask of pain.
Dr. Agasa sat on the sofa chair which was not crowded even for his body size. He moved his butt to adjust his sitting position, then breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Martin helped him solve his "worries", otherwise he would have exploded after sitting on the plane for 14 hours, really exploded.
Maori Kogoro glanced at the girl beside him and said, "Why do you look so used to it?"
In his opinion, his daughter's reaction to flying first class shouldn't be so calm.
"It's not the first time." However, Xiaolan only thought about 'don't let anything happen' and 'don't let anyone hijack the plane'. The first-class cabin did not shock her at all. Instead, she remembered another thing: "Dad, do you know? Queen Mira's royal plane actually has a royal living room in the cabin!"
Kogoro Mori looked up at the sky, lowered his eyebrows and sighed: Alas, my daughter has grown up and has seen the world.
If you think about it carefully, Miss Suzuki, Martin, Queen Mira...it seems that my daughter's social circle is not ordinary high-end.
"It would have been better if Xiaolan hadn't mentioned it. Now that I mention it, I really miss Mira - that supersonic passenger plane." Martin lay down, playing with his phone while muttering, "Fourteen hours... six hours to sleep, half an hour to eat, and the remaining seven and a half hours all depended on the phone.
If we take the green train, we can chat and play cards in groups of three or five, but in the first class cabin, the distance between people is more than one meter, and chatting for a long time becomes tiring.
In this era when smartphones were just emerging, there was no internet coverage on international flights, and once the plane took off, you could no longer access the internet.
So everyone was reading books or watching TV series. Martin let Rabbit out when the flight attendant wasn't paying attention. The man and the rabbit huddled together, covered with a blanket and watched the TV series. Seven and a half hours was just enough time to watch "Four Lies" again.
Only Xiaolan kept looking back towards the cargo hold, worried that the little Corgi would become a dead dog.
……
Airlines that allow pets to be checked in will have oxygen and constant temperature equipment in the cargo hold. As long as there is enough food and water, the little Corgi is actually not that dangerous.
It was just a bit boring to be locked in the cage, so Xiaolan secretly put a Walkman in the cage. The little Corgi could only take a nap listening to the music. After playing the playlist three times, he felt that time was infinitely stretched. For a while, he suspected that he had been locked up here for a week.
Also, every time the plane was a little bumpy, the aviation box would collide with the iron cage on the outside of the aviation box, making a collision sound. The vibrating metallic sound drowned out the music from the Walkman, making its scalp tingle.
After finally enduring a fourteen-hour journey, the little Corgi felt the plane land safely as he felt the indescribable feeling of weightlessness.
Why don't you stay in London and don't go back? It's too much torture for the dog.
The little Corgi thinks that he is much stronger mentally than a real dog. If a real dog experienced such a thing, it would probably have a stress reaction.
"Shinichi!" Xiaolan finally saw the little Corgi on the luggage conveyor belt.
"Are you okay? Are you suffering from lack of oxygen? Are you suffering from heatstroke?" Xiaolan picked up the little Corgi and turned it over and over to check it.
"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...(I'm fine...I don't have heat stroke...I'm not lacking oxygen...I'm not depressed...I'm not stressed, I don't fight, I'm not pretty and I'm not suitable for braised...)"
Kogoro Mouri looked at Xiaolan, then at Martin who didn't care about the dog at all, and suddenly suspected that even if Martin didn't give the dog to him, the dog was still his own dog, not Martin's.
"But why did you change your appearance on the plane? What should you do when you need to show your passport during immigration inspection?" asked Kogoro Mouri.
The fourteen hours spent on the plane were of course 'night', and after a good night's sleep on the plane, Martin transformed himself, changing both his appearance and his clothes.
"No problem, my passport is updated synchronously." Martin said easily.
On the other side, after confirming that the little Corgi was okay, Mao Lilan put the little Corgi on the ground and let it walk around by itself.
This is London... The little Corgi's eyes are shining. Although this is not the promised land of God flowing with milk and honey, it is the Jerusalem in the minds of Sherlock Holmes fans.
Although they haven't left the airport yet, the little Corgi seems to be able to smell the air filled with intelligence and wisdom. He takes a deep breath - "Cough! Cough! Cough! Aww..."
The smell of wisdom smells a bit choking...
But the little Corgi couldn't wait to start his pilgrimage after he passed through customs. The first place he visited was of course the Sherlock Holmes Museum on Baker Street, then Hyde Park where Holmes and Watson walked. But he also wanted to visit the British Museum, because the novels often describe Holmes passing by the British Museum when he went out to solve cases...
Sherlock Holmes Sherlock Holmes...Huh?
Suddenly, the little Corgi saw a special figure.
From its perspective, the first thing that caught its eye was naturally a person's shoes. It saw a pair of traditional long black leather riding boots that were rare in this era and had a very retro style.
Then the curious eyes moved upwards, and above the slender calves wrapped in the boots was the hem of a brown and yellow woolen coat. The coat was also in a simple style, and this coat had a shawl covering the upper body.
This man was extremely tall and thin, about 180 cm or more, a typical ectomorph body type, looking particularly slender. He held a gentleman's cane, had a pair of gray eyes, a slicked-back hair, a sharp diamond face, and a thin, hooked nose that made him look particularly alert and decisive. His square and protruding jaw showed that he was a very determined person.
On top of this man's head is a checkered deerstalker hat in the same color as his coat, with earflaps tied on both sides, as upright as the collar of his coat.
Isn't this person's look too Sherlock Holmes? No, not only is his outfit completely in line with the classic look of Sherlock Holmes, but his appearance is also completely consistent with the description in the novel, which is a degree of match that the previous heroic Mr. Holmes did not have!
Oh my god, could this be a Sherlock Holmes enthusiast visiting the Holy Land? London is indeed!
The little Corgi was so excited that it circled around the living Sherlock Holmes and barked softly to say hello. It was not until a few minutes later that it remembered that it was a dog now and the other party could not understand what it was barking.
There is already a tragically thick barrier between us.
However, this "Mr. Holmes" is obviously very gentlemanly. Even when a small dog kept barking around him, he did not drive it away. He just lowered his head and looked at it with a gentle smile. The little Corgi reluctantly looked away from the 100% restored Coser, and then he noticed that Maori Kogoro was standing next to this person, looking down at him with dead fish eyes.
Maybe he was dissatisfied with his own behavior of barking at strangers.
However, Kogoro Maori's attitude towards him is not the point. The point is that the two people are standing so close to each other, which should mean that they know each other, right?
Yes, the people who pick up their luggage here are all passengers from the same flight, and Sherlock Holmes fans are usually also detective fans, which means that it is very likely that they have already known each other on the plane.
Oh my God! The little Corgi felt the pain in his heart again. If he had not been turned into a dog by Martin, but had boarded the plane as a human and sat in the cabin, he could have met this person earlier and communicated with him!
No! Martin must change himself back! He must change himself back no matter what unequal treaty he signs!
Thinking of this, the little Corgi began to look for Martin. However, after looking around, he found that Kogoro Mouri, Ran Mouri, Akemi Miyano, Ai Haibara, Dr. Agasa... all of them were standing in a row, looking down at him with all kinds of eyes, some speechless, some worried, some trying to hold back their laughter, some mocking, some concerned... but he didn't see Martin.
Oh, by the way, considering the time, Martin should have transformed, right? So he is no longer his original appearance... Wait, why is this guy still standing here and not leaving?
Although he was reluctant to leave, according to common sense, shouldn't he have continued walking forward to handle immigration? Why did he stop for a corgi?
And...his five companions stood closely together with this Sherlock Holmes Coser, and they looked very harmonious, as if they were originally part of the same group...ah.
The light in the little Corgi's eyes disappeared.
This TM, this tm, this ｔм, is Martin.
After arriving in London, Martin transformed into Sherlock Holmes, and it was the image of Sherlock Holmes in the first edition illustrations.
Huiyuan Ai put away the stopwatch in her hand: "7 minutes and 44 seconds, I should win, right?"
They gathered together to bet on how long it would take the little Corgi to recognize the true identity of 'Sherlock Holmes', and Haibara Ai's guess was the closest.
"Martin-kun actually lost." Miyano Akemi, who bet for 8 minutes, smiled and looked at Holmes Martin, who bet for 7 minutes and 30 seconds: "It was obviously Holmes' brain."
Huihara Ai bet on the average of the two of them.
By the way, Dr. Agasa bet on 10 minutes, while Maori Kogoro thought that a simple disguise could not deceive the detective dog's sense of smell, so he bet on "less than 1 minute". Xiaolan did not tell the truth, but said with a look of disgust: "Shinichi will not think after seeing Holmes, I think he will never find it."
"Okay, it's time to tie it up to prevent it from running around."
Since there was no professional dog leash prepared, Kogoro Mouri found a nylon rope used for tying clothes from his luggage, held it in his hand and walked towards the little Corgi.
The little Corgi suddenly came to his senses from his despair, and when he realized that Kogoro Mouri wanted to tie him up or even lock him up in an airline box, he ran away.
The more it ran away, the more determined Kogoro Maori was to tie it up to prevent it from running away. Then he chased the panicked Corgi all the way into the airport customs.
"Someone is breaking through!"
The armed airport guards made the man and the dog quickly learn to stand at attention and line up in an orderly manner.
Soon Martin and others came up with their luggage.
While waiting in line for immigration inspection, the little Corgi frequently looked up at Martin, took a look, and then turned his head away in distress. After a while, he turned back to look again, then sighed and turned his head away again.
It's really a transformation, he looks exactly like Sherlock Holmes.
Too bad he's Martin.
If the Sherlock Holmes in the book were alive, he would definitely look like this!
Too bad he's Martin.
I really want to take a photo with him. No, I really want to solve cases and reason with Mr. Holmes...
Too bad he's Martin!
Martin took out his cell phone and recorded its behavior, uploaded it to YouTube and titled it "The Dog Who Swapped Bodies with My Mom and Her Girlfriend" - the body is attractive, but the soul is disgusting.
Two Springer Spaniels, led by staff, came over from the front and sniffed carefully around every passenger and luggage, one for drug detection and the other for bomb disposal.
When it came to the little corgi, the bomb disposal police dog stopped, lowered its head to look at the little corgi and sniffed it again, and made a purring sound from its throat: "Woo..." How does this little thing feel so human?
Little Corgi: "Woo... (What are you looking at?)"
Springer: "Woo..." What are you looking at?
Little Corgi: "Woo... (Try looking at another one!)"
Springer: "Woo..." Just try it, what can you do?
The little Corgi suddenly got behind Holmes Martin's legs and raised his front paws to rest on his legs: "Woo... (See? This is my big brother. If you have the guts, bite him!)"
Martin didn't understand what the police dog was saying, but he understood what the little Corgi meant, and kicked it out again with a satellite dish.
……
After the immigration inspection, the staff returned the passport to Martin: "Welcome back, sir."
Maori Kogoro's English level was not good enough to have a conversation with foreigners, but he could still recognize a few simple words: "back?"
"Since he is Sherlock Holmes, his nationality must be British." Martin shook the passport between his fingertips. The identities of the other people were tourists from Japan to the UK, but he was a British citizen who returned to the UK after traveling in Japan, and he also held a British passport.
Maori Kogoro's mouth twitched: "You didn't really get a passport for Sherlock Holmes, did you?"
Can I still pass customs?
As he said that, Kogoro Maori snatched Martin's passport and took a look at it.
Fortunately, the name on the passport was still 'Martin', but the photo had been changed to his current Sherlock Holmes appearance, and even the clothes were the same.
"Forging a passport... never mind." Maori Kogoro sighed and returned the passport to Martin: "Never mind, no one is harmed anyway."
Unconsciously, Kogoro Mouri had become very tolerant of Martin's criminal behavior as long as no one was hurt.
Little Corgi: Who said no one was hurt? I am hurt! I am heartbroken! Very hurt!
(End of this chapter)