I Have 48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng returned to 221b Baker Street at 4 in the morning. The area around the White Church was quite calm tonight. Only a few drunken drunks were fighting behind the tavern. The patrol officers broke up when they could not get drunk. Nothing else happened.

Zhang Heng returned Laomi to her apartment, then lay on the bed for three hours, and opened her eyes at seven.

He stepped out of the room, and Holmes had finished breakfast as usual, sitting at the table, holding a pipe and flipping through the newspaper.

"Early."

"Breakfast." Zhang Heng also sat in his usual position, ringing the bell, waiting for Mrs. Hudson to bring his breakfast.

"You seemed to be late late yesterday. How about it? Don't tell me it's still unnoticeable. I have high expectations for you," Holmes flipped through the newspaper.

"I did find a very important clue. I probably know how Jack the Ripper picked the target."

"Oh?" Holmes also showed a look of interest, and he finally looked away from the newspaper, looking at Zhang Heng, "talk about it."

"Don't forget that we are still in a competitive relationship. If you want to know, check it yourself." Zhang Hengdan said indifferently.

Sherlock Holmes laughed and said, "Are you still angry about my opera selection in advance? Well, I take back that sentence, but I did have a lot of gains. In that case, then depending on your ability, see Let's find the answer first. "

After finishing speaking, he put down the newspaper in his hand, and took off his hat and cane from the hanger. To Zhang Hengdao, "I have to admit that you have indeed brought pressure on me, and I seem to be diligent."

"I hope you can keep up with my case summary." Zhang Heng replied.

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After breakfast, it was 7:15. Holmes had been away for a while. Zhang Heng sat in place for a while and sorted out his thoughts. He didn't talk to Holmes.

Last night, his gain was indeed not small, especially when he was chatting with Laomi, he got a very valuable clue. According to the Swedish witch, they were not very welcome in the Eastern Church, except for a sacred heart. In the small chapel, the priests treat the witches equally, and sometimes some homeless witches go there for the night without a place to stay. In addition, the priests occasionally give them bread.

Laomi himself may not realize what the problem is, but Zhang Heng keenly realized what it meant.

He searched all night for the answer.

Who can approach these wizards with generosity without attracting anyone's attention, the answer has always been close to the clergyman.

They don't even need to deliberately collect information about these wizards, because these wizards will actively find them, and when they confess, all their secrets are unreserved and kept out.

Zhang Heng glanced at the pocket watch. The reason he didn't leave immediately was that it was not yet time to open the door of the Sacred Heart Church.

So Zhang Heng used the remaining time to make a simple action plan for a while, and then put on the equipment last night, walked out of the door, and called a carriage.

As a result, when the carriage stopped in front of the Sacred Heart Church, he accidentally encountered an acquaintance.

Holmes was standing outside the gate, watching him with interest.

"Interesting, it seems that although we chose different directions, we ended up with the same goal."

Zhang Heng also seemed a bit helpless. He had already tried his best to get the clock running, and he got the clue he wanted, but he couldn't control the progress over Holmes.

The ability of this great Victorian detective does not disappoint.

"How about, should we exchange the information we have before we go in?" Holmes suggested.

Zhang Henglue also agreed after a deep groan.

Unlike the previous Holmes who directly announced his reasoning, Zhang Heng used it. The two are now a short-term alliance. Equal trading should not affect the final outcome. They do n’t know if the two will be together in the church. Whoever wins the killer counts, but this step has now been reached, and it is useless to think more.

"I'll come first," Zhang Hengdao, he briefly introduced his analysis and the information obtained from Laomi, paused and added, "There are also the wounds on the faces of the three dead before, the first one's Not very obvious, but the second and third victims, the knife marks are wrong. At first I felt a little familiar at the time. Now I think it feels a bit like a cross. The murderer's body is likely to have Religious color. "

"Impressive analytical reasoning." Holmes also uttered an admiration, "I'm glad your work was very productive yesterday. As for me, it's easier. I went to the newspaper in the afternoon."

"The newspaper?"

"Yes, I noticed the letterhead and the red ink on it ~ www.readwn.com ~ As you know, I did a lot of research in this area. I judged which paper mill was from the material of the paper. The same is true of the inks produced, but the information available on the inks is limited, because basically half of the red inks used in London are of this type, but the letter paper made me a worthwhile trip. "

Sherlock Holmes smiled, and then said, "These stationery and ink are not the cheapest ones. They appear dazzling in the Eastern District, but when I heard who the biggest customer of that paper mill was, I thought It's normal for this stationery to appear here. "

"Church?"

"Yes, the stationery of the church is uniformly purchased and distributed to each church for use," said Holmes.

"But there is more than one church in the Eastern District."

"Yes, but the three homicide scenes in this church are the closest, and I have inquired about it while you were still having breakfast at home. This Sacred Heart church is the most frequent church for witches. . "

Zhang Heng sighed and helped Holmes make up the following words: "There are two priests in the church, of which Father Matthew is eighty years old and is in a semi-retired state. He moved to the suburbs to support his family five years ago, and rarely cares about the church. , Basically just in the name of the church, because of his age and physical strength is unlikely to become a murderer, so the only remaining is Father Jacob, who is just 56 years old this year, is still in a strong age, also the church The actual person in charge, usually those witches will come to him to confess, but what they don't know is that Father Jacob is likely to have great hatred for co-wifes who have had children and drunk alcohol for some reason. So the secrets they revealed became their life-saving signs. "

"Like I said, we're at the same starting point now," Holmes laughed.