How unsurprising. [ Sherlock responds with a shrug. It seemed that not listening to children was a universal concept. ]

I would like to meet the person in charge of the police here.

[ He states as he continues on walking. Perhaps it's because his thoughts are less on his surroundings and more on figuring out how he's going to quickly adapt to this place and it's customs, or maybe it's because he's usually seen as intimidating and doesn't bother to take notice of the people he passes on the street-either way he's taken by surprise when there path is suddenly blocked by a man weilding a knife. ]

[ He's not intimidated by the situation as much as he is just annoyed. Especially since the attacker had somehow managed to grab Conan in the ambush. ]

Put him down. [ He says, tone betraying just how annoyed he is. ] How exactly do you plan to rob anyone when your hands are full?