The Sherlock Holmes Handbook for the Digital Age by Alan Pearce

Author:Alan Pearce
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: sherlock holmes dr watson baker street cyber security government spying social engineering deep web
Publisher: Alan Pearce

“I am reliably informed, Watson, that the Bull Inn is now a franchise operation within the Witherspoon Corporation pub chain. I imagine, also, that both the redoubtable Charlie Lavender and ever-jolly Archie Marley are long gone.”

“I should hope so, too.”

“Cheer up, old chap. Get this down you.” Holmes placed two foaming pints onto the table. “Old Speckled Hen. Good head, I must confess, and surprisingly inexpensive comparatively-speaking.”

Holmes drained the first four inches and sank back into his alcove bench seat while his beady, bird-like eyes absorbed every detail of our sterile environment.

Some time later, after our unassuming repast was at an end, Holmes and I settled down to examining our respective smartphones. In time, my friend delved within his Inverness cape and extracted his notebook computer which is even more compact than my own iPad Air Mini.

Time passed and then, suddenly – as if from almost nowhere – Holmes vehemently declared, “Confound that whining music; it gets on my nerves.”

Often, one is only aware of a background sound once it stops. This happened now. The depressing muzak came to an abrupt finish. The room was suddenly basked in silence the way a room suddenly might be when one utters a stupid remark and everybody instantly turns and looks at you.

Holmes had a self-satisfied smirk to his sharp, chiselled face.

“Am I missing something, Holmes?” I asked.

Rather than answering my question directly, my friend leaned across the table and held the screen of his notebook up for my inspection. “Here is a suspicious fellow if ever I saw one,” declared Holmes. “What do you make of him, Watson?”

“If anything,” I peered close. “He is over-weight, his hair is receding which may be an indicator of a stressful life as well as advancing age. He has an air of the woebegone about him. Who is he, Holmes, and should I care particularly?”

“Care, Watson.” Holmes came over all mysterious and nodded his head backwards and upwards. I followed his directions but remained nonplussed.

My friend leaned closer now and lowered his voice. “Act nonchalant, old chap, but we are in control. Watch this.” Holmes grasped back his notebook and flicked repeatedly at the screen.

“These are the toilets, Watson. I am not entirely sure if this is legal.” He held the screen up. I was looking at a row of urinals and a person in a ‘hoody’ who was obviously the worse for wear. I gave Holmes my flummoxed face.

“The Wi-Fi router, Watson. I am ‘in’ and now I have total control. You see that camera up there in the corner? Give a wave. Smile for the camera.”

And, of course, the penny eventually dropped. I was the woebegone fellow with the receding hairline. I felt violated. Suddenly I wanted to be at home in my own bed but I had to play along for form’s sake.

“Good heavens, Holmes,” I declared. “Are you hacking and – if so – how in the name of all that is good have you managed such a thing?”

“Simplicity itself, my dear fellow.

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