John Pirillo"Writing fuels the heart and soul!" Science Fiction, Fantasy and Adventure Tales to Take Your Breath Away!
The Revenge of the Mummy
by John Pirillo
"As you know the mystery of the missing mummy began three days ago." Sherlock explained to Watson as he held the paperwork in his hands.
He laid down the top paper. "Security Guard mudered in a locked room. No way in or out. You do have the sample information, do you not, Watson?"
The Inspector tried to hold his head together with his hands, but he was failing. He was grouchy, starved, angry and had a headache as large as this case. "Get on with it, Holmes!"
Conan eyed the Inspector, then got up and went downstairs.
"Two." Sherlock laid down the second paperwork on top the first."
"A wiring store was broken into. No one harmed."
Challenger eyed Holmes. "What does that have to do with..."
"Patience, my dear Challenger."
"Three." He stacked a third sheet on top the second. "The wiring was the new one that Ford was working on with his partners."
Challenger's eyebrows rose. "You mean Captain Nemo, don't you?"
"Must I state the obvious?" Sherlock replied tartly, then laid down a fourth sheet of paper. "Fourth, a new crystal that was being developed by Einstein was stolen from his offices."
"Someone has been busy." Conan observed.
"Or some thing." Holmes said mysteriously.
"Fifth." Holmes laid down a photo, that showed the remains of the deposed actor. "Every element of this body that was constituted of copper or manganese was missing from his body."
Watson stood up. "How could you possibly have known that? I just got the sample analysis back from Landgon."
Sherlock gave Watson a be patient look, then continued. "Sixth, all the remaining bodies have the same chemical elements missing."
He looked to Watson.
Watson stood up and read his analysis. "As stated previously, maganese and copper are missing from the bodies of all victims and their remains." He looked up. "I spoke with Langdon about what could be important about these particular elements and he made an interesting observation."
"Yes. Yes. What is it?" The Inspector demanded, his patience on a straw.
Watson gave the Inspector a bright smile. "They are both used in the new energy source that the Queen has been developing with Einstein and Teller."
"Energy source?" The Inspector grunted, rising from his chair. "Are you bloody well telling me that some crook is stealing all these items to use energy?"
"Not just any energy." Sherlock interrupted. "But a massive one. Capable of destroying an entire city, or maybe even a region."
The Inspector gave him a horrified look.
Challenger brought out his handkerchief to wipe his forehead. His heart was beating heavily in his chest from the terror he was starting to fear. How can you fight an explosion of that magnitude? It would be impossible to contain!
Just as the Inspector was about to say something, a pounding came on the front door. They heard Conan's voice and a strange voice.
A moment later a Constable came running up the stairs, sweating, even with snow on his overcoat. "Inspector, you're needed at the station. Mister Tesla and Edison have been arrested for the murder of a Midnight Angel, as well as the Mayor."
The Inspector rose, his face turning beet red. "Does this nightmare ever end?"
Conan came up a moment later with a cup of tea that was steaming hot. "Inspector, before you rush off, I think this might help your headache."
"What is it?" The Inspector demanded as he took the cup and sniffed it.
"A blend of Chamomile and a special herb I discovered on my and Challenger's last trip to Fairie."
The Inspector stopped sniffing. "Smells tolerable. Cheers!" He tossed the cup down his throat, then gave Conan a smile. "I can't believe it, my headache is almost gone!"
"Actually, sir." The Constable said, a bit fearful of interrupting his boss's euphoria. "There's more."
"More. What more could there be besides an innocent's...or rather...a woman's murder?"
"Whoever murdered the woman, also took the plans for a new device Tesla and Edison were working on."
Sherlock stiffened. Watson caught his look and grew worried.
"What kind of device?" The Inspector demanded.
The Constable waved his hands. "It's above my paygrade, sir, something about being able to create a hole in space and time."
The Inspector and everyone looked at Sherlock when he let out a huge "Ah-ha!"