The Mystery of the last piece of pizza.

-Sherlock! Pizza’s here.- shouted Dr. Watson to his friend, the famous detective, Sherlock Holmes. -
-Oh finally I’m so hungry.
They sat down and ate their pizza in 3 minutes.
- Well, Watson, I must say, this pizza can’t be compared to the one next door, but it’s still enjoyable. -
- That’s great and all, but the phone's ringing.-
- So it is, you may want to pick it up-
So Watson went and picked it up
-Well?- asked Sherlock
- It’s the jewellery shop. The man on the other end sounded devastated. It’ll just be a quick case”
- Very well. Call a cab, will you?

At the crime scene...

Sherlock and Watson went to the jewellery shop, to see if something had been stolen.
-Look carefully Watson, everything can be useful!-said Sherlock.
After some time the famous detective found one earring, and some weird substance of a red colour.
-Look Watson, take this earring and send it to the laboratory, to see if there are any fingerprints on this.
They had been looking for any other suspicious thing, but they couldn't find anything else.

So there they were, standing in an empty jewellery shop with a red substance in hand.
-Sherlock, what are we going to do now?
-I'll try this- said Holmes, pointing at the substance, - And you will try to stop me.
- Wait, you can’t eat that, we don’t even know what this is-
-I know what it is, it’s an U.R.S.
- A what?
- An unidentified red substance.
- See! You said it. Unidentified red substance. We will not risk eating it. For God’s sake, it could be poisonous! It could poison-
-Alright, I won’t touch it. Now let’s get out. Lead the way-
Watson did just that. What he didn’t know is that, while his back was turned, Sherlock tasted the “U.R.S” .Watson only found out after he noticed the substance around Sherlock’s mouth.
- I’m a doctor. Anyone with common sense listens to bloody doctors!- Watson shouted, outraged.
- While I’m delighted that you consider me someone with common sense, we have more important matters at hand. The U.R.S. is nothing more than…

-It’s unbelievable! Tomato sauce!! I can't believe it,
it’s gotta be a joke!
-You know Watson this case is completely different from every other. In most cases I knew
who did that, or what happened. Here? I don’t know anything. I hope everything will clear up when we get the results from the laboratory….
-Maybe the “great Sherlock Holmes, the famous detective” is just tired. What I want to say is that you should take a break, go on a holiday, rest a little.
-I think that’s a… terrible idea.
Sir telephone to you...

-I think these politicians are going crazy these days.
What do you think about the whole queen situation?-said Watson.
-Watson I'm not interested in politics. That’s too simple. I prefer more complex situations.
-But this one is more complex than every other situation that you’ve been solving.
-Well in that case I just don’t think it’s good to interfere. Can we enjoy drinking coffee in quiet, shall we?
-Are you Sherlock Holmes?
-Indeed, and who are you, if I may ask?
-I just work here, I think this call is for you. Have a good day.
-Hello?-said Holmes.
-Hi, we have tests from analyzing the substance you gave us, and you were right. Tests showed that it is, in fact, tomato sauce.

-Well?- asked Watson.
-Well what?- replied Sherlock.
-You were shouting at the phone for 5 minutes now.
-The Scotland Yard got an anonymous tip that our thief is heading to Alaska. The thief calls himself “The Pizza Thief.” We’re heading to the airport in 20 minutes. There’s no time to lose!
*in the car*
-So, who is the thief?- asked Watson.
-Honestly, I don’t know yet. The thief was careful to cover up all the tracks. We need more clues.- replied Sherlock.
-Where are we even going?-
-To the airport.-
-So we don’t get to fly in a private plane?-
-... No. Wish I negotiated one though. Well, here we are. Let’s get inside.-

-Gentlemen, I am so sorry for the problem- he said nervously- I have to go!-
And before they knew it, he started to run away. It was obvious to him that Moriarty was behind everything, but how did he do it!
He was just passing the first corner when security started to run, they were running for a while but Sherlock noticed that they got closer to him.
-I don't think I'm in as good shape as I used to be- he thought angrily
-Please stop running! - shouted security.
Sherlock thought that since he has this jewellery in his stomach (he reached this conclusion when the metal detector rang) someone had to somehow put it in to his stomach.
-We almost have you- security shouted.
They were very close. They began to circle him.
-My situation is terrible- he thought- if only someone could get me out of here somehow, when he suddenly heard something strange, something out of this dimension.

-Sherlock!! -A familiar voice spoke to him.
Sherlock, all sweating, appeared in some warm, pleasant place.
-Is it over? - he thought. - I died at the airport, it's so sad.
- Sherlock! Get up! What's the matter with you? -Watson was the familiar voice.
-You're dead too?- Sherlock asked
- Dead? Are you crazy? This is no time for jokes, we have another case! -He said fiercely.
-It was a dream!-Suddenly, everything hit him, and he sprang up immediately.
-Of course!- Watson answered in a slightly scared voice. -Let's go to your favourite pizzeria, the murder can wait.
-Nooooo! Not pizza! -Sherlock shouted in horror.
-Okay, take it easy. We can always go for the Kebab.