第二章
「他為什麼想離開？是因為榴槤嗎？」我問。我很愛吃榴槤，永遠都想不通為什麼有人會說榴槤很臭。我特別喜歡榴槤糊！
「他們其實很喜歡榴槤呢！夏洛克。」希瓦警官回答：「費達爾想離開的理由是……」
希瓦警官壓低聲音，小心翼翼的環顧四周。我們全都往前傾，好聽見他說的話。甚至就連花生也這麼做。
「真正的理由是因為路易斯——費達爾的兒子——收到了恐嚇信。」希瓦警官低聲說。
「恐嚇信？內容有惡意嗎？」我問，立刻燃起對這件事的興趣，「是誰寄的？」
「我們還不曉得。我們甚至不知道這只是惡作劇，還是更嚴重的事情。」希瓦警官仍壓低聲音回答。
「所以費達爾叔叔向你求助？」溫蒂問。
「是的，但因為無法確定這是小孩的惡作劇還是真正的威脅，警方無法採取正式行動。費達爾非常擔心。」希瓦警官說：「路易斯甚至不曉得發生什麼事，他在書包裡發現那些信，但因為信全都指名給他爸爸，路易斯從沒讀過它們。他不知道自己成為目標，還以為這是在玩某種叫『連鎖信』的遊戲。」
連鎖信！那是我們所有人都在玩的遊戲。真有意思。
「這就是需要我們的地方，對吧？希瓦警官？」我說：「你想要我們去調查，寄恐嚇信給路易斯的人究竟是誰！」
「夏洛克，這是否代表你接下這個案子了呢？」希瓦警官咧嘴笑著說。
「大家都知道，夏洛克會為了食物而調查。」在我吞下更多黑蘿蔔糕時，花生回答。
「呃，山姆，我們應該先問爸爸媽媽是否同意才對。」溫蒂說。
「別擔心，溫蒂，我絕對會先跟你們的父母確認過。」希瓦警官回答：「我只是想確保夏洛克山姆和他的宵夜幫願意參與調查。」
「等一下，為什麼我們是他的宵夜幫？」溫蒂皺起鼻子問，「我不吃宵夜，而夏洛克也不該吃才對。」
「我也想要一個解釋，」花生說：「他只顧著自己吃，而且也不只吃宵夜。」
我想向溫蒂解釋宵夜幫的意思，但我實在太興奮了。恐嚇信！被威脅的學生！新案件！我等不及要開始調查了！不過首先，我得仔細搞清楚……
「順帶一提，希瓦警官，那間國際學校有個很大的學生餐廳，對吧？」我問。
（未完）
Chapter Two
“Why does he want to leave? Is it because of durian?” I asked. I loved durian and could never figure out why people said it was stinky. I especially loved durian pengat.
“They actually love durian, Sherlock,” Officer Siva replied. “The reason Fidel wants to leave is because— ”
Officer Siva lowered his voice and looked around cautiously. We all leaned in closer to listen. Even Watson.
“The real reason is because Luis, Fidel’s son, has been receiving threatening letters,” Officer Siva whispered.
“Threatening letters? Are they sinister?” I asked, my interest immediately piqued. “Who has been sending them?”
“We don’t know yet. We don’t even know if it’s just a prank or something more serious,” Officer Siva replied, still whispering.
“So Uncle Fidel approached you for help?” Wendy asked.
“Yes, but because we cannot tell if it’s just a kid’s prank or a real threat, the police cannot take official action. Fidel is quite worried,” Officer Siva said. “Luis doesn’t even know what’s going on. He finds the letters in his school bag, but as all the letters are addressed to his dad, Luis has never read them. He doesn’t know he’s the target. He thinks it’s part of some game called Chain Mail.”
Chain Mail! That’s the game that we’ve all been playing. Interesting.
“This is where we come in, isn’t it, Officer Siva?” I said. “You would like us to investigate exactly who is sending sinister letters to Luis!”
“Does this mean you’re taking the case, Sherlock?” Officer Siva said, grinning.
“It-is-known-that-Sherlock-will-investigatefor-food,” Watson replied, as I ate more of my black carrot cake.
“Er, Sam, we should first ask Mom and Dad if it’s okay,” Wendy said.
“Don’t worry, Wendy. I’ll definitely check with your parents first,” Officer Siva replied. “I just wanted to make sure Sherlock Sam and his Supper Club are on the case.”
“Wait, why are we his Supper Club?” Wendy asked, wrinkling her nose. “I don’t eat supper and Sherlock isn’t supposed to either.”
“I-would-like-an-explanation-as-well,” Watson said. “He-only-ever-feeds-himself-and-not-just-supper.”
I wanted to explain to Wendy what a supper club was, but I was too excited. Sinister letters! A threatened student! A new case! I couldn’t wait to start! But first, I had to be thorough—
“By the way, Officer Siva, the international school has a big canteen, right?” I asked.
「他為什麼想離開？是因為榴槤嗎？」我問。我很愛吃榴槤，永遠都想不通為什麼有人會說榴槤很臭。我特別喜歡榴槤糊！
「他們其實很喜歡榴槤呢！夏洛克。」希瓦警官回答：「費達爾想離開的理由是……」
希瓦警官壓低聲音，小心翼翼的環顧四周。我們全都往前傾，好聽見他說的話。甚至就連花生也這麼做。
「真正的理由是因為路易斯——費達爾的兒子——收到了恐嚇信。」希瓦警官低聲說。
「恐嚇信？內容有惡意嗎？」我問，立刻燃起對這件事的興趣，「是誰寄的？」
「我們還不曉得。我們甚至不知道這只是惡作劇，還是更嚴重的事情。」希瓦警官仍壓低聲音回答。
「所以費達爾叔叔向你求助？」溫蒂問。
「是的，但因為無法確定這是小孩的惡作劇還是真正的威脅，警方無法採取正式行動。費達爾非常擔心。」希瓦警官說：「路易斯甚至不曉得發生什麼事，他在書包裡發現那些信，但因為信全都指名給他爸爸，路易斯從沒讀過它們。他不知道自己成為目標，還以為這是在玩某種叫『連鎖信』的遊戲。」
連鎖信！那是我們所有人都在玩的遊戲。真有意思。
「這就是需要我們的地方，對吧？希瓦警官？」我說：「你想要我們去調查，寄恐嚇信給路易斯的人究竟是誰！」
「夏洛克，這是否代表你接下這個案子了呢？」希瓦警官咧嘴笑著說。
「大家都知道，夏洛克會為了食物而調查。」在我吞下更多黑蘿蔔糕時，花生回答。
「呃，山姆，我們應該先問爸爸媽媽是否同意才對。」溫蒂說。
「別擔心，溫蒂，我絕對會先跟你們的父母確認過。」希瓦警官回答：「我只是想確保夏洛克山姆和他的宵夜幫願意參與調查。」
「等一下，為什麼我們是他的宵夜幫？」溫蒂皺起鼻子問，「我不吃宵夜，而夏洛克也不該吃才對。」
「我也想要一個解釋，」花生說：「他只顧著自己吃，而且也不只吃宵夜。」
我想向溫蒂解釋宵夜幫的意思，但我實在太興奮了。恐嚇信！被威脅的學生！新案件！我等不及要開始調查了！不過首先，我得仔細搞清楚……
「順帶一提，希瓦警官，那間國際學校有個很大的學生餐廳，對吧？」我問。
（未完）
Chapter Two
“Why does he want to leave? Is it because of durian?” I asked. I loved durian and could never figure out why people said it was stinky. I especially loved durian pengat.
“They actually love durian, Sherlock,” Officer Siva replied. “The reason Fidel wants to leave is because— ”
Officer Siva lowered his voice and looked around cautiously. We all leaned in closer to listen. Even Watson.
“The real reason is because Luis, Fidel’s son, has been receiving threatening letters,” Officer Siva whispered.
“Threatening letters? Are they sinister?” I asked, my interest immediately piqued. “Who has been sending them?”
“We don’t know yet. We don’t even know if it’s just a prank or something more serious,” Officer Siva replied, still whispering.
“So Uncle Fidel approached you for help?” Wendy asked.
“Yes, but because we cannot tell if it’s just a kid’s prank or a real threat, the police cannot take official action. Fidel is quite worried,” Officer Siva said. “Luis doesn’t even know what’s going on. He finds the letters in his school bag, but as all the letters are addressed to his dad, Luis has never read them. He doesn’t know he’s the target. He thinks it’s part of some game called Chain Mail.”
Chain Mail! That’s the game that we’ve all been playing. Interesting.
“This is where we come in, isn’t it, Officer Siva?” I said. “You would like us to investigate exactly who is sending sinister letters to Luis!”
“Does this mean you’re taking the case, Sherlock?” Officer Siva said, grinning.
“It-is-known-that-Sherlock-will-investigatefor-food,” Watson replied, as I ate more of my black carrot cake.
“Er, Sam, we should first ask Mom and Dad if it’s okay,” Wendy said.
“Don’t worry, Wendy. I’ll definitely check with your parents first,” Officer Siva replied. “I just wanted to make sure Sherlock Sam and his Supper Club are on the case.”
“Wait, why are we his Supper Club?” Wendy asked, wrinkling her nose. “I don’t eat supper and Sherlock isn’t supposed to either.”
“I-would-like-an-explanation-as-well,” Watson said. “He-only-ever-feeds-himself-and-not-just-supper.”
I wanted to explain to Wendy what a supper club was, but I was too excited. Sinister letters! A threatened student! A new case! I couldn’t wait to start! But first, I had to be thorough—
“By the way, Officer Siva, the international school has a big canteen, right?” I asked.
