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"What are you talking about?" Viale ran over sweating after checking in.

"What restaurants are there in London, and what to eat next time." Holmes was serious.

"Hey, this is too out of the ordinary, I'm not here to travel, you don't need to worry about me, I can just eat anything." The red-haired detective blushed and waved his hands.

Sherlock Holmes could not help but smile, "Vial, my friend, in fact, we were just helping you find the missing oil painting."

"What, did you find that oil painting?" Viare almost jumped from the ground in shock. "So fast? How is this possible?"

"Actually, if you're willing to follow me, calm down and notice the details that were left by you before, you can piece together the answer."

"You are really upholding me too much. For you, it is difficult for us, ordinary talents, to do the same thing." Viale was convinced.

"It's not like that, like I said, you have the potential for Viale, but it hasn't been fully tapped yet. In fact, Zhang is about to find the answer, and he hasn't been in the industry for long."

"People who can live with you are not necessarily general people. They are all my learning objects." Unlike Gregson, the red-haired detective is a bit too modest. He always puts his position Very low, just like a student.

Sherlock Holmes had no problem with this, but could only say, "Although it was a joke before, you are a far away visitor, and it is almost time for dinner. We still have lunch together and you can rest a little in the afternoon. Then, think again about this case, and I happened to check something during this time, we will see you in the evening. "

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The three then had lunch at a famous royal restaurant in London. After the meal, Holmes hurriedly left as he said. After that, Vial returned to the hotel. Zhang Heng returned to Baker Street by himself. As a result, he just opened the door. I saw Mrs. Hudson giving him a strange look.

"what happened?"

"A guest is coming for you," said Mrs. Hudson.

"Guest?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows. He was completely alone in the 19th century in London. He had no relatives and no friends. The only Sherlock Holmes was a guest here like him. Generally, he would come to 221B Baker Street. All of them came to Holmes.

However, Zhang Hengxuan thought of another person. The gypsy busker he met in the Eastern District yesterday afternoon asked for his name and address when he separated, and he would come to visit.

Zhang Heng originally thought that the other party just talked casually, but he did not expect to come, and came to him the next day.

However, when Zhang Heng walked into the living room and saw the visitor, he froze slightly.

The figure on the sofa is not a gypsy busker at all, but a woman, but also a very beautiful woman. No, it should be said that she almost meets all the fantasy of men for Victorian beauty, graceful, well-dressed, and With an innate mystic temperament, a smile is fascinating.

"What?" The woman ate the biscuit. "Don't recognize me?"

"Your change has really changed a lot." Zhang Heng also had to admit that if Holmes' makeup technique has lv2, then the makeup of this mysterious woman is probably at the level of lv3, and women's dresses as men are very natural. In addition, he brought a long scarf at the time, and covered up the only neck that could be exposed, so that people could not see that she had no throat.

Of course, there is a large part of the reason because Zhang Heng didn't pay too much attention to her at that time, she was just helping out. In addition, unlike Holmes, Zhang Heng was not familiar with the other party before, and she was not able to notice this for the first time due to a mix of factors a little.

"I didn't deliberately deceive you, but presumably you can see it, if I can't go to the Eastern District in my original appearance," said the woman.

"What does a lady like you do to the Eastern District?"

"I'm the lead singer of an opera company, and I'm still quite famous in London, but I guess you probably haven't seen my performance. I went to the East to find inspiration for new operas." Women said.

"Sorry, I do rarely watch opera."

"It doesn't matter, I will have a show at the Queen's Theatre tonight. If you like, you can come and see with your friends." The woman said as she took out two tickets and put them on the table.

"I said it was just a hand, you don't need to take it to heart." Zhang Hengdao.

"Then let's be friends." The woman heard that she didn't take back the ticket. After eating the last cookie in her hand, she rushed to Mrs. Hudson, "Good workmanship."

"Just like it." Mrs. Hudson was also very pleased to be praised ~ www.readwn.com ~ Then the female singer stretched out, she came here this time to send these two opera tickets, since The business was done, and she didn't drag the water anymore. She got up directly from the sofa and turned to leave.

But Zhang Heng stopped her from behind, "I haven't asked your name yet."

"Adler," the female singer stopped and smiled back. "Eileen Adler."

After speaking, she put on her flowerpot hat and veil, pushed the door open, and a two-wheeled carriage was waiting for her by the side of the road.

When Zhang Heng heard the name, his expression moved. Of course, people who have seen The Sherlock Holmes will not be unfamiliar to Erin Adler. Holmes once told Watson that he had lost to four people, three of whom A man, a woman, and that woman is the mysterious female singer Irene Adler.

The confrontation between the two of them was in the case of the "Bohemian Scandal". The ending ended with the female singer and her newly married husband fleeing London overnight. Holmes failed to complete the commission, but it was a perfect ending for the parties. Holmes finally asked for a photo of Adler, and has since honored the female singer as the woman.

As a result, some readers suspected that Holmes was likely to have a hidden affection for female singers.

However, as a new roommate of Sherlock Holmes, Zhang Heng still prefers this to be a kind of cherishment. In fact, Sherlock Holmes has nothing to do with love at all. His attitude towards love has been sneered and he thinks that kind of things will harm rationality. , The effect is worse than the stuff he used to inject the pastime, as if it fell into the sand in a precision instrument, or which high-power lens cracked the slit.

Therefore, he has always kept aloof from things like love. Of course, he will also study the psychology of humans in love, just to solve cases.