Named Sherlock

by Bagatur Zhamkochyan

  - to offer you the quest: "Happy change of seasons Day! Hohoho! ".

  - Terms of the quest - to take part in the celebration of the changing seasons of the Day and have a good time!

  The award - a good mood, friendly gifts and surprises!

  Accept the quest?

  Is this a joke kakayato? Good mood? A opytto where? Confused and puzzled shake of his head, took the quest.

  - Well, you've finished your work, or to stay? I'm going home - Donnie has already stamped his impatience at the door.

  Home? Yes exactly! I also need to go home! Three points mechanics received for the technically perfect, not afraid of the word, single-shot remake crossbow in vosmizaryadnoe similarity gun, give me the result exactly thirty pieces of skill, just need to finally start uncle's watch.

  The mystery is not waiting. So first open the safe, and then we will think about gifts and other surprises friendly.

  - So what do you say, you with me? - Donald has already opened the door.

  - With you, my friend! Of course with you!

  interlude 1

  - Are you sure that this conversation will not be able to intercept?

  - Stop the panic, the connection is completely secure.

  - Maybe so, but I do not understand why we can not use Wirth, as it was before.

  - Do not make me give up on you, and sorry for our cooperation. Once we realized that we finally lost control of the situation, you are invited to discuss our problems in the virtual? I do not know who they will be known, and you? - a man of Asian appearance, with a cold, straight face, even on the screen of the ancient holoprojector looked very impressive.

  The other man, whose face was in the shadows, involuntarily shivered.

  - Well, you're right, Aki ...

  - Communication is reliable, but I'd rather you did not call my name.

  - Well, you're right - the man repeated obediently.

  - So, tell me about this player Dmitry Shandin. I have a file, so I do not need details. I'm interested in his psychological profile. As far as I know, you have met him in person?

  - Yes it is.

  - Good. Just tell me what impression did he make on you.

  - Impression? Yes, almost nothing - infantile, who grew up on the old, useless texts puppy who, with their utter futility, and even flaunts dusty crumbs of knowledge that kakimto miracle settled in his empty head.

  - Where did you dislike so much? Dmitry Shandin chemto touched you personally?

  - This senseless piece of biomass? The only emotion he calls me - it's puzzling why thirty-five thousand participants, Proteus chose it.

  - You have no idea?

  - I'm afraid not. We have carefully examined all of his past and the past of his parents. Nothing strange, no abnormalities have been identified, not including storage of the tablet with ancient texts, many of which are not allowed to be read by people of his social status. But we often turn a blind eye to such violations, especially if at the same time citizens of different diligent behavior.

  - And that's it, no other abnormalities?

  - Almost all.

  - Almost?

  - Yes. Another point - the guy is practically not used for its intended purpose gelkapsuloy, his immersion in the virtual, in addition to the study, can be counted on the fingers. Perhaps this is somehow affected ...

  - And what to speak against? After all, it was he who chose that candidate.

  - The candidate chosen on the basis of multifactorial Heuristic analysis.

  - That is, he does not intend to answer.

  - Exactly.

  - Well, well - the man on the screen is almost imperceptible frown. - My analysts have already begun to decipher the transmitted data packet to you. I hope there is all that now has "VirtArt". Koechto but I want to hear from you personally. Tell me, what are your plans in this situation at this hog, Sušica? That he is preparing for future meetings?

  - Well, as far as I know, he wants to take the initiative, so that it was his unit led the investigation into the causes of the current crisis, appealing to the fact that a player who, no doubt, is its starting point, belongs to the European alliance.

  - Not sure what this argument enough weight. It's all?

  - I am sure that there is. Sušica but too cunning to share with me all your plans.

  - You stated that he fully trusts you!

  - Fully he did not trust even to himself. But I believe it. I'll get this information, do not hesitate.

  - Hurry up, time is short. By the day of the meeting, I have to know everything that there is a soul in this old, cunning behemoth.

  If you click, the projector screen is off, and the room was plunged into total darkness.

  Chapter 2

  By lunchtime, the weather is not bad in the morning, turned into a wonderful and completely. Millions of snowflakes, even the covers harboring treetops, roofs and lawns, shining in the sun unbearable brilliance. Bridge and, sometimes cobbled, sometimes wooden sidewalks, though they were thoroughly swept, but also covered, yet delicate, lacy veil of snow.

  - Good? - Donnie squinted at the sun, then suddenly leaned over, grabbed a handful of snow with both hands. Second, and the strong, tightly knit snow flew into my head.

  The hard bias, I would like to reason with the raging other, but seeing him mocking prishur, he reached for the nearest snowdrift. The first attempt was unsuccessful, but I decided that in whatever was to achieve his own, since I started. Donnie also not remained aloof and in less than a couple of minutes as we threw all decency, just horsing each other in the snow while trying to natolkat his opponent by the collar or directly into the mouth.

  - the Lord will go, or what?

  Damn, but about the cabby, which I waved, beckoning, we have already forgotten. That, however, especially not in a hurry to himself, watching the battle from the height of your seat. He jumped awkwardly and hurriedly otryahnuvshis, we plunged into the carriage.

  Arriving finally home, I devoured eagerly rushed to his room. Clock lay on the desk. He stretched out his hand, mentally noting it slightly trembling with excitement. Am I just heard the most secret, which I was all this time?

  Several times a deep breath to calm inappropriately participation heartbeat, I turned resolutely crown. Turn again, turn again. Second hand budged, there was barely audible, delicate ticking. Hours passed.

  And ... actually, what's next? Thunder has not burst, heaven is not opened wide. I must admit I was expecting kakogoto events, sign, and it happened to the obscene casually. I shrugged, put the exact time, checking the wall clock. Well, the key is I have, it's time to visit the safe!

  Arriving at the office, the first thing locked the door. It's not that I did not trust to someone in this house, but I for some reason thought that it would be right. Surely got the right book, turned into the spine, put back into the series. Opening the hidden door, he went into the secret room.

  And once again, this time more carefully, he began to consider the concentric patterns streak monolith door of the safe.

  Hmm. They certainly resembled those that were engraved on the clock, but, nevertheless, it is not. In general, at first glance, the figure was identical, but the circle, its components have been severed completely elsewhere. In schematic ring maze, shown on the door of the safe, the very first wide outer ring has been broken almost exactly three hours, and his little golden copies - nearly eleven. Positions of the remaining gaps were also different, none matches.

  Hours nothing more could not help, in fact safe tips, too, could be seen. Do I really have to come here in the hour of the bull? Very strange. If my assumption is correct, it turns out that his uncle could open his safe only once a day. It is extremely impractical!

  Pretty disappointed, I gave account in its original form and began to wonder how to spend their free time with the maximum benefit for themselves, as in recent weeks not often I get the such luxury.

  I must say that now that the Lady Elizabeth, or whatever it is actually
called, was caught, I suddenly felt a strange calm kakoeto. In fact there were many uncertainties may all accomplices have not yet been arrested, and not all the details are disclosed, but there was one thing is clear - more this woman no one will be killed. And my role in this is played. Let it was far from the main, it is not so important. The main thing is that the killer is stopped, and I suddenly had the feeling that everything is going as it should, in the right direction. What I like, full of passed an important exam and was awarded a small respite, time to prepare for the next.

  Thus, up to two o'clock in the morning, when I guided tip about an hour of the bull, will take yet another attempt to storm the impregnable tower, that is safe, it remains just a bunch of time. In principle, one could try to resolve at least one of the two pressing problems - the purchase of gifts and costume Day change of seasons, and order equipment and supplies for future expeditions.

  I thought for a moment, I decided, nevertheless, to do a choice of gifts. The fact is that as long as I did not know the exact place where the virtual send my parents and uncle, I could not clearly decide what things are best to take along. Especially because I do not want to risk doing yourself the selection of equipment, then definitely you need a specialist. And Mr Johnson promised to bring his friend kakogoto, safari expert, and other extreme activities, like mining ivory and crocodile hunting.

  Not wanting to take Donnie, not to confuse it with their spending (still, though he boasted kakimito grandiose contracts with local pharmacies, money he still almost was not), I decided to leave the house quietly, without saying goodbye. As said before, "poangliyski". Generally strange, never noticed that though someone went that way, without saying goodbye. Although you can make a discount, it is, nevertheless, not the real England.

  Advance inquired of Jerome addresses several stores selling all sorts of souvenirs and gifts, as well as chocolate and sweets, I hit the road.

  After two hours trips to the shops, I have great tired. Even kill me, I never understand people who enjoy this terrible process. Even as a child I met a couple of times in the literature mention of the fact that many women and girls in the past received great pleasure from shopping trips, the endless fittings, mindless shopping, spending lot of money on unnecessary things. It was believed that it helps relieve stress from the rigors of hard female share.

  So, I do not know, what about these hardships, but now I certainly felt real stress from the process. I was lucky that the gifts for the children, namely, sets of chocolates and sweets, as well as books, did not have to pick up immediately. Failed to agree to my purchases delivered to the shelter and gave Miss Emily with a covering note.

  But all the rest! It was just hell, the end of my tour of the shops City I felt squeezed like a lemon. I also did not want to just buy a bunch of useless trinkets, which are then forgotten, are gathering dust on the shelves. Each gift must take into account the individuality of the one who is.

  And it was really hard. Finally, I chose gifts for servants. Although, as far as I know, the servants had decided to give the money for the holidays, it seemed to me that this will not be enough to please the people who are so sincerely treated me as a native person.

  Therefore, in addition to the gold in a velvet pouch, I chose each of sweet nothings, who, as it seemed to me, must have to please them. Pile of embroidered silk shawls for Marjorie pouch expensive Virginia tobacco for Jerome and festive lace collar to Madame Petit. Presenting her round smiling face in the frame of lush frills, I could not help chuckle. Oh, yes, it will be full of delight, no doubt!

  The city, meanwhile, began to get dark. On the streets, one by one, began to light the lights. At dusk, people seemed to have only increased. Looking at the smartly dressed gentlemen and their charming companions, dart from ornate landau with the roof, and it takoyto frost, for a moment I also wanted, after them, and ran into this radiant, bright, carefree world. What really can carouse? I have money, and a lot, enough for the expedition, and for a good spree! A?

  - cabby, Kensington, Abbey Street, if you please. You get a tip, if you will take fast.

  Home, hurry home, as long as these seditious thoughts finally crushed mine, and so is not too strong, the will. As much as I do not want to relax and was now impossible.

  With the help of the driver barely dragged their purchases in the living room, I began by refusing the assistance of Jerome, drag them up to his room. Drawn up in one corner, took the bags, no more nor less, it is almost a quarter. Glancing over their eyes, I felt a sense of pride, even some piece as famously dealt with this, not so easy, task. And a second later annoyed slapped his forehead - a suit! Kostyumto I forgot! Damn it!

  Okay, this is, in principle, it will be possible to do tomorrow, there's still time. And now, it would be possible to eat. I never thought that a trip to the shops can cause such fierce hunger. And in general, it could be here just in this case to provide Quest with kakoynibud reward rabotenkato not easy!

  Interrupting my mental resentment, there was a knock at the door.

  - Yes please!

  - Mr. Brown, to you, Mr. Jobson with kakimto gentleman. They expect in the living room.

  - Thank you, Marjorie, I'll be right down.

  Well, here is the promised Comrade old lawyer, an expert on the savannah, deserts, steppes and the jungle. Frankly, I did not expect it today, Mr. Jobson did not specify the time of the visit. But, on the other hand, it is for the better, the sooner I can get ready, go faster, but something tells me that we should not pull.

  - Yeah, that's the young Brown! Glad, very glad to meet you! - meet me with outstretched hand for a handshake, she jumped out of the chair a small, heavily-built man of middle age. He had a weather-beaten red face sailor or a villager, and thick, resembling gray toothbrush mustache.

  - Good afternoon, Mr. uh ...

  - Murray, Patrick Murray, at your service!

  - Nice to meet you, Mr. Murray. Make yourself at home. Chtonibud drink?

  - Sherlock, my boy. You're making a big mistake in offering this ferris Yankees drink from the doorway - his voice lawyer. - Do not have time to blink an eye as he nalizhetsya, and you will not receive the information for which I brought here this old rascal.

  - Arthur, yes so that you're gone! You know, I never get drunk. And without a good sip of good Irish whiskey, and not be able to pair words together. So young Mr. Brown - turned to me, man, - if you will not be sorry for the old man drops of the precious elixir of love which I imbibed with the milk of my mom, God rest her soul, then I will tell you all the secrets and old traveler tricks that are not just saved my life in such places, which you never even heard of!

  I must say that I was somewhat taken aback pressure of a new acquaintance, and apparently this is reflected in my face, as Mr. Jobson laughed again:

  - Sherlock, do not pay attention to all the noise that makes this old tramp. In fact, despite their appalling manners, koi, however, peculiar to the same extent as the Yankees, and the Irish, Patrick real good man. And I'm sure that it will definitely help you to prepare for your trip.

  - Thank you sir. I do not even doubt it.

  - So ask the same file whiskey, he does not doubt! - again exclaim Mr. Murray, speak calmly, he apparently just could not. - Damn these nerds British, with this cursed their politeness!

  Glancing at his red face, disheveled on his eyebrows and mustache, I suddenly realized that this seething cauldron of emotions and puffing starts to like me. I felt in this man kakayato liveliness, especially against the background of all other restraint.

  Finally got so coveted bottle, Mr. Murray, without offering anyone else, he poured himself almost a third of the glass and sat in a chair.

  - So, - sipping, he began small talk - otpravlyaeteshsya means, on an expedition? Arthur told me.

  - Yes, sir.

  - Oh well! In fact, you are very lucky, young Mr. Brown. I do not want to be modest, but I really seen the world, and I can tell a lot about the places where before I did not gone before! A
h, how beautiful starry sky at the equator, how sweet smell marvelous tropical flowers and fruits! And how amazingly beautiful native women naked!

  - You hear, sir, so there is a continuous beauty and wonders, simply a paradise on earth.

  - No, young Mr. Brown - with Murray suddenly flew all its ostentatious jocularity. - In fact, a paradise on earth is not there, but here. In a city where you do not swell from the bite of tiny flies, like a log and not sineesh a couple of hours, where you do not drop at night bosom poisonous snake, which thy servant did not break at a halt jaguars, and you will not suffer from the infernal heat, or the terrible cold or constant moisture, and sometimes even all of the time.

  - But, apart from all this, - he smiled again - a truly wonderful travel!

  - I wish I could share your enthusiasm.

  - Do not worry, lad, good planning - half the success. Let's start with the fact that you do not know exactly where you have to go, I understand correctly?

  - The exact location, I do not really know, but, judging by the many circumstantial evidence, we will focus on Central America.

  - Well, the place is not better or worse than others - jaguars, caimans, bats myshivampiry, fever, malaria, permanent water bottom, top and inside the heap of poisonous snakes and insects ... a paradise, as I said! But, fortunately, the right equipment will help to survive, well, at least to someone from you! - Mr. Murray drank more whiskey, and laughed at his own joke nemudrenoy.

  - Patrick ...

  - Okay, okay, Arthur. Why did no one ever understands my humor? So young Mr. Brown, for your happiness, I have been to places more than once, so clearly know all that may be encountered on the road. Therefore, in order not to bother with their presence longer than you are able to stand, here's a list of what you will need, indicating the places where you could buy. What's the point to tell that you still can not keep in mind?

  I grabbed a piece of paper out of his hand, muttering words of thanks. He has appeared on both sides inscribed with small, minute handwriting. After running the text through the eyes, I looked puzzled at Mr. Murray.