I Have 48 Hours a Day

No matter in which era, spinach is one of human favorite entertainment activities.

The 19th-century London is no exception. There are probably hundreds of large and small casinos here, not to mention those taverns, curbs by the side of the road, and poker players.

In the evening of the next day, three people, including Vial, gathered at 221b Baker Street.

"Given the nature of the guy's work, he wouldn't go to those very famous casinos." Holmes said. "The pub is good for him and the boxing arena is good. Last night I had a meeting with those Prussian hairdressers ... alas, some very Friendly conversation, I got the name of the tavern they met, and we searched around it to improve efficiency. "

"So shall we act separately?" Zhang Heng asked.

"Yes, we've both met that guy. You and Vial are in a group, but I'm in a group, but he has also seen us, so we have to put on a little makeup," Holmes said.

As he said, he took out two sets of wigs and other makeup tools. "Your skin color is a problem. Orientals will be more conspicuous in London, but your body can be covered by clothes. Put some soot on your face, anyway. It's evening, you shouldn't see it if you don't take a closer look. Of course, you better not stay too close to him. "

Sherlock Holmes said as he started, a boilerman was fresh out a while later, and Holmes himself dressed up as an old sailor with a smoking habit.

Zhang Heng wrote down the technique used by Holmes. Of course, this is only a relatively basic camouflage. It is far less brilliant than the coachman who Holmes had previously dressed. As for Irene Adler, the gypsy busker who reversed **** is even more powerful. .

The three were ready, changed some change, and moved in their pockets.

Zhang Heng and Sherlock Holmes were separated at the crossroads, and they each contracted an area. Zhang Heng and the red-haired detective first came to a tavern called Pigeon. They drank a glass here and did not meet the target. The wine here The majority of the guests were gentlemen. They generally looked more elegant, and no one gambled. So the two came to the next boxing ring.

There are more people here, and the voices are full of energy. Two strong figures are fighting on the fists, and his people are watching. Zhang Heng and Weier have to spend a little effort to turn each The corners were searched again, and at this time the boxers on the stage also separated the victory and defeat, and one person was knocked to the ground and did not get up again.

There was a burst of cheering from the crowd, apparently the bet on the betting side. Of course, some people hugged their heads in frustration. It looked like an unlucky ghost who lost money.

In fact, Zhang Heng can understand why people who come to the game can't help but want to gamble, because most people will be infected by the atmosphere here, and it is easy to see someone in the meantime. To make money, it is difficult to resist the itchiness of the hands and to play one by one, of course, most of the time, nothing will be done.

However, the red-haired detective is obviously an exception. Zhang Heng can finally understand why he is as strict as Holmes, and also praises Vial for having a home. The French short detective does not just have to slap horses. Once he enters the working state, his expression He will be very focused and not shaken by anything. Once he finds someone similar to the description, he will tell Zhang Heng to confirm it the first time.

But so far, the two still haven't met the guy who escaped from the theater. Zhang Heng even doubted whether that guy would escape London to avoid the limelight after the incident last night.

But Holmes was convinced that the other party was still here.

"Although a guy like this is not a decision maker in the team, it is not easy to replace with his skills. At this juncture, he will not give up the plan because of a small setback." Holmes was before the operation began. Road.

Zhang Heng and the red-haired detective then went to a large, a small two taverns, and a boxing ring, but I do n’t know if they are unlucky, there is still no gain, and the night is getting darker.

"I don't know what's going on with Mr. Holmes." Vial took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his head, and said.

But at this moment, Zhang Heng on the side suddenly stopped.

Viale looked forward to someone's gaze, but the target did not match the description of the two before, but the red-haired detective was alert, holding back the er, doubt, and said nothing at this moment, seeing Zhang Hengfu made a look of vomiting after drinking too much. He also patted the former's back with concern.

The target person didn't have any doubts, his gaze just glanced over here, and he seemed to have something urgent, so he left in a hurry.

It wasn't until the figure disappeared in the night that Zhang Heng stopped retching and stood up ~ www.readwn.com ~ Vial can finally ask the doubts in his heart, "Who is that guy?"

"A guard next to Mr. Prime Minister, we took a picture in the theater last night," Zhang Heng explained.

The one who just walked across from him was the guy who had warned him not to move, and intended to handcuff him, because the two had faced each other, and Zhang Heng's camouflage was relatively basic, so he hid his face for insurance. After getting up, Zhang Heng remembered the trick of Mr. M buying a nanny to fake the theft marks in the oil painting case. It seems that the other party really likes this mode of crime. In this operation, it seems that he intends to repeat the tricks.

"What should we do, shall we keep up?" The red-haired detective asked.

Zhang Henglue shook his head and thought, "It's a good thing to be able to confirm the opponent's goal, but it doesn't make much sense to track the guard. Do you remember where he came from?"

"Of course." Viard said.

"Let's go there first to see if the guy who met me last night is still there."

Zhang Heng and the red-haired detective plunged into the cafe where the target went out. It was already late at night and the cafe was about to snooze. There were only a few people in it. Even the waitress was yawning, Zhang Heng looked around. For a lap, no Prussians were seen.

Later, he and Vial extended the search, but unfortunately they still could not find the shadow of the target. In the end, they could only rejoin with Holmes, two streets away.

The latter listened to Zhang Heng's introduction of the basic situation and nodded, "You are right, the person being bribed is not a member of the team. Let ’s not talk about whether the bribery can be proven. There is nothing except catching the grass. Other uses, on the contrary, now that we have grasped the opponent's goals in advance, it is equivalent to occupying the initiative. Next, we can play this game with them. "