48 Hours a Day

Chapter 492: Little Injuries

Baker Street Squad, one of the original Central Holmes killers.

It's a bunch of dirty street children, compiled by Holmes, using them to track targets, gather intelligence, because of their age and identity, and nobody's guard against them, and they're like invisible people in this city, and they're not suspected of swinging behind anyone.

“Instead of letting them roam the streets every day, find something to do. Don't underestimate them. Sometimes it's easier for a man than a dozen cops to drill in everywhere and hear everything.” Holmes said, while taking out the violin beside him, asked Zhang Hengdao, "Anyway, after that we didn't have anything to do, do you have any music you want to hear? ”

“Please also do as you please. ”

“Then Sarasati's" Quotes and Tarantella Dance. "” Holmes put the violin in his hand on the left clavicle and pulled himself up.

Zhang Heng estimated that Holmes' violin level was approximately between LV1 and LV2, slightly worse than that of a professional performer, but the average person did not expect to hear the difference. When he played with care, he could still bring a lot of pleasure to the listener.

Holmes was then completely immersed in the ocean of music, and Zhang Heng took the opportunity to look at the case record in hand again.

Quite interesting, to be perfectly sure.

Especially considering the last round of copies he learned a long time to program and communicate, at least now these cases are more interesting than ever, especially since many clippings read like a well-known novel, and the plot is more bizarre than one.

Zhang Hengzheng is a little able to understand why Holmes is so passionate about solving the case, it's like playing a crossword game, it takes you to mobilize all the reserve knowledge and attention, and finding the answer itself can bring enough satisfaction and achievement.

Of course, Zhang Heng has more important things to do right now. When Holmes finishes playing the violin, Zhang Heng asks the latter, “Do you have any way to make money? ”

“What, have you been needing money lately?” Holmes raised his eyebrows, "it's not normal for someone who sends a half-quarter rent to make a deposit before they meet. ”

“The money was paid for by an elder friend of mine who found the house, and I don't actually have much cash left.” Zhang Hengfeng did not change the colour channel.

After the copy began, Zhang Heng also checked his pocket, which was only about five pounds and seven shillings. Although the rent had already been paid in advance and three meals a day could be eaten at home, the money was clearly not enough to support his daily expenses.

Holmes shrugged, “I'd love to hire you as my assistant to solve the case with me. Our cooperation was good in the textile mill before, but I probably can't afford to pay your salary, otherwise I don't have to get rented. ”

“I'm very interested in solving the case myself, so you don't have to pay me anything, but now it looks like I'm going to be looking for another job, preferably without taking up too much of my time.” Zhang Hengdao.

Although the copy is still a long time away, it is not easy to win Holmes. Zhang Heng is prepared to devote his whole heart and soul to it. He doesn't really have much need for money, as long as he spends enough, because no more money can bring a copy.

In fact, Zhang Heng still has a lot of ways to make money in this era, but most of them take a long time, and most importantly, explain the source of income to Holmes.

“Well... I do know a way to make money.” Holmes touched his chin, "I did it for a while, and although it wasn't meant to be money, it did bring me a lot of income, and it perfectly meets your requirements, and won't take up any time, as long as I have time to take the night out, but...”

Holmes said, "This money is not easy to make, and you have to show me that you really have the ability to make it. ”

He stood up from the couch, “Come with me, no hat, no coat, we'll be back soon. ”

Two people walked out of 221B Baker Street to an empty lot with no one, Holmes stopped and turned to Zhang Heng, not to mention lifting his fist towards the latter.

Zhang Heng also reacted quickly, sideways avoiding this punch.

“Not bad.” Holmes praised, “I think you should have practiced fights in your body and appearance. That would be great, and I'm not going to focus anymore. ”

Speaking of how often he started moving, it was hard to see where he was going to start next.

Zhang Heng still stood still. There was no movement.

The next moment, Holmes gave up his probing and suddenly punched again. Zhang Heng no longer dodged. He reached out and blocked this punch. Surely, both strength and speed were much stronger than the previous one.

“Good defense.” Holmes was not surprised when he was blocked from this punch, and it seemed that he too had come to be entertained, hooked up with a good heart, and then the whole person became more focused.

In peace of mind, his punching power was not too great, but he was quick, clean, and had no flower shelves. In a sense, he was very close to Zhang Heng's style.

However, Holmes' boxing methods and his violin are at the top of his class, which is enough for the detective industry, but there are still many gaps with Zhang Heng, who spent more than a decade polishing out the battle between life and death. Even if Zhang Heng doesn't have a knife in his hand now, his strength is somewhat reduced and he can avoid most of Holmes' attacks by relying on his methods.

“I'm gonna start shooting back.” One minute later, Zhang Heng opened his mouth and warned.

Holmes hesitated, in fact, to test here he had already felt Zhang Heng's strength over him, but it also made him more and more curious about the level of the other party, thinking that he had done this anyway, and might as well continue.

So five minutes later, Holmes covered his eyes and Zhang Heng returned to his residence.

“Do you want me to get you some ointment?” Zhang Heng asked.

“No, a little wound," Holmes said, "I get more blows every day when I'm a boxer than this.” But after that, he realized there seemed to be nothing to be proud of.

“In short, I can introduce you to a few underground boxing ranges, but if you're really going to make money from this, you'd better let the water out a little and not win too easily, otherwise the game will lose its suspense and the dealer won't be able to do it either. ”