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ha ha! I got you, you sly dog.
You're mine now.
Lestrade? Respond, lestrade!
Oh, lousy timing, chief.
I'm in hot pursuit.
That's what I'm afraid of.
Break off your chase asap, immediately, lestrade!
And that's an order!
We're tracking your suspect from here.
There's no need for these reckless antics of yours!
He's the one that made off
with a million credits worth of jewels.
That's what I call reckless antics!
Greyson: You leave me no choice, lestrade.
I'll dispatch--
not now, chief.
I have never been much of a follower.
So...It's time to take the lead.
Now to put on the brakes and bottle him up.
Inspector lestrade, I've been dispatched to--
to what, get in my way?!
Aaah!
Whew.
Inspector lestrade?
I'm--
you're in my way. That's what you are.
You're--
constable abner angel, at your service.
I'm your new partner.
Sherlock Holmes.
Holmes.
Watson!
Bring Sherlock Holmes back to life.
Back to life.
It's elementary, my dear Watson.
Watson!
Sherlock Holmes is on the case.
Moriarty.
Heh heh heh heh!
Heh heh heh heh!
Sherlock Holmes is on the case.
elementary, my dear Watson.
How could you do this to me?
You've disregarded protocol for the last time, lestrade.
Maybe having a partner will keep you in line.
He's clueless.
Why, he's not a week out of the academy.
Exactly.
He hasn't had a chance to forget the rules.
So, he'll be there to remind you.
Oh, assign me a new compudroid instead.
No. You put too much wear and tear on the poor robots.
They spend half their time in the shop--
may I--may I say something?
Yes! No!
I--I just want to say
what an honor it is, inspector lestrade,
to have this opportunity to--
ohhh!
Inspector lestrade?
Sheesh.
Even a compudroid has more coordination than you.
Just stay out of my way.
Holmes: Lestrade, I must say, you Don't seem
your usual unflappable self this morning.
Oh, it doesn't take Sherlock Holmes to figure that out.
I grant you that.
Human expressions can be read like letters in the alphabet.
"a" for anger, "b" for bothered,
and your face has "v" for vexed
written all over it.
Ugh. It's chief inspector greyson.
He's saddled me with a partner.
I take it this is he now.
How can you tell?
I just hear footsteps.
Ears and brains, lestrade.
That footstep betrays
the distinct sound of leatherite,
which is used on the soles
of new Scotland yard standard issue boots.
Hmmm. And from the sharpness on the step,
I suggest that the boots have not been worn-in,
therefore, are newly issued,
probably fresh from the academy.
And from the volume and cadence of the steps,
I conclude your partner is a young man.
Whoa!
As usual, you haven't missed a step, Holmes.
Ha ha. Wish I could say the same for abner.
Ha ha ha. Ha ha ha.
You're--you're Sherlock Holmes!
You're a legend.
A legend, eh?
Well, I like to think there's at least a grain of truth at the root
of even the most fanciful of legends.
Now, tell us your news.
My news?
The speed of your footsteps suggested some urgency.
Yes, of course. We captured the jewel thief.
Oh, we did, did we?
Holmes: Hmm.
Greyson: I told you, lestrade, your chase was unnecessary.
Meet Linus beaumont-- jewel thief.
You were right, chief.
All the jewels he stole were sprayed with that stuff--whadaya call it?
Iodoxide.
A mildly radioactive compound which the yard's orbiting drones
can trace with great accuracy.
You're hardly a day out of the academy.
You should know that.
We tracked him down to a place
down by the arcades on fleet street.
He was there. We arrested him.
It was easy.
No one got hurt, and no property was destroyed.
Oh, no.
Keep up the good work, constable angel.
Study his report, lestrade.
Your junior partner could teach you
a thing or 2 about how to fill them out properly.
He can, can he?
Well, then tell me why the DNA sweep of the crime scene
shows no trace of our suspect.
This is impossible.
It only shows DNA traces from you, lestrade.
Sure it does. I was there,
but according to that, your Linus beaumont wasn't.
I Don't understand.
Do you suppose there was a computer glitch?
p.A.: Detainment failure!
Detainment failure!
My word, a jailbreak!
This case is definitely presenting some notable aspects.
Come, Watson!
whoa!
You're not getting away from me twice.
I'll get him, inspector!
I'll get him!
No! You're in my line of fire!
Surrender in the name of the law!
Zano, Donny!
Wh-whoa!
Argh!
Typical rookie stunt.
It's one thing to be aggressive.
It's another thing to be reckless.
I should've had him.
Ugh...No. I should've had him.
It's my fault. I'm the one with the experience.
Hmm, no scratches, no scuffs.
The control panel's not forced open.
Watson: No internal damage either.
It was programmed to open.
Constable abner may be right about a computer glitch.
Perhaps.
This device may be more sophisticated than in my day,
but lock picking is still lock picking.
Experience tells us, Watson,
to examine the lifestyle of a suspect closely in the search for clues.
Then what does this place tell you about Linus beaumont?
It is where he lived.
It immediately suggests several interesting points,
obvious though they are.
This street, for instance.
What can you say about it?
Not much, I daresay.
A typical low-rent district.
That alone tells us something about our suspect,
does it not?
I Don't see how.
Think, Watson.
Make connections in that computer of yours.
A jewel thief who lives in a poor district?
He couldn't be very successful, now could he?
I see your point, Holmes, but it could be just a hideout.
Hmm, unlikely,
with his name above the mailbox.
Ah, Tennyson, good to see you, lad.
hmm, the hottest cyber-arcade in town, you say?
Interesting.
really, Tennyson?
I congratulate you on your high score.
But, uh, bragging is never an admirable quality.
Mr. Holmes?
Constable angel, you surprise me.
And that is not easy to do.
How did you find us?
B-but I wasn't looking for you, mr. Holmes.
I had no idea you'd be here.
Linus beaumont got away, and I came to stake out his place.
how's that?
He asked you what your best time is
on the Riley decomp Cypher.
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