48 Hours a Day

In total, there were five soldiers, slightly more, so Zhang Heng did not stand where he was, but greeted him directly. At this time, there was still about five or six meters between the leader and the last person.

Their target was a gypsy entertainer who was a little overwhelmed by Zhang Heng's sudden rush.

The leader, as usual, was trying to scare the Orientals in front of him, and the other side had already started, punching him in the trachea.

The leader felt a severe pain, fell to the ground, covered his neck, just felt a breathing difficulty, Zhang Heng did not stop, and kicked the person behind him into the fish stall beside him. The unlucky guy crashed the trolley loaded with salmon and was buried by the smoked fish.

The three men behind him hurriedly stopped as if they were enemies.

They don't usually fight a lot, but basically all they do is bully and fear hard work. They go up to pick up cheap cheap. They haven't fought a few hard wars. Where have they seen this kind of fight? Two of their own people have been cruelly defeated without a move.

The three glanced at each other and were all a little grumpy.

Zhang Heng made a posture to chase, and the next moment the three of them actually turned their heads and slipped away.

“Ha." The gypsy entertainer stared at the scene, which looked ridiculous, and the three guys with sticks in their hands were scared away by a man with bare hands.

Zhang Hengmai, the guy who was still moaning on the ground, retrieved his coat from the gypsy artist and shook it on his body.

“It's okay, but I advise you to get out of here early. ”

Zhang Heng finished his remarks and turned away without waiting for the other party to answer. He saved the gypsy artist just fine. The latter helped the Jewish family. Since he met him, he wouldn't mind helping each other.

And not long after that, the gypsy entertainer came up from behind and said, “You're interesting. How long have you been in London? What's your name? Where do you live? ”

Zhang Heng did not hide it, and reported his address and name.

“Well, you're not from the East Side, so what are you doing here?” Gypsy entertainers are curious.

“You're not from the East Side, are you?” Zhang Hengdao.

“I… certainly have my reasons.” The gypsy entertainer's eyeballs turned and went on to say, "Anyway, thank you very much for coming to visit you when I have time. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Zhang Heng didn't take this to heart either. He answered casually. The two people said goodbye at the intersection and called for a carriage to go home.

…………

Back at the cabin on Baker Street, Mrs. Hudson was just about ready for dinner, bacon potatoes, and pumpkin soup.

But Zhang Heng discovered that the detective had not continued to play dead in his room. Mrs. Anderson said Holmes had received a letter and went out in the afternoon.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but wonder what kind of case he ran into. You know, Holmes was still nestled in an amusement chair in the morning trying to murder himself. In the afternoon, he actually went back to work. It was like nothing had affected him.

Zhang Heng set up the dishes for Mrs Hudson, when a knock came from outside the door, Zhang Heng opened the door, saw a bearded carriager, and said, "Is this Mr. Holmes' residence? ”

“Yeah, but he's not home right now. ”

“I'm not home, but my master has an important emergency to look for him.” The bearded carriager was dissatisfied.

“I don't know what he went out for, but if you're in a hurry, you can come inside and wait for him...” Zhang Heng said here for a minute and then raised his eyebrows, "Holmes? ”

The mustache driver laughed when he heard that his voice was back to normal, "Nice, you can see all this. ”

Holmes took off his wig, moustache, and eyebrows as he spoke, and some messy things, and his whole person was back the way he was.

“You are really well disguised, not only do you look like a chauffeur, your eyes and temperament are no different than those of a chauffeur, but you also deliberately changed your accent, lowering the tone mix a certain dialect, even your body shape changes. ”

“But I still haven't kept it from you...” Holmes regretted, "How did you recognize me? ”

“You clean your palms, the ink is gone, but the traces of the chemical reagent are not so easy to erase, and your shoes, a little new, don't look like the ones the wagon chasers would wear.” Zhang Heng said that when he stopped here, he seemed to think of something, but couldn't think of it again.

Holmes seemed a little upset, "Ha, looks like you had a good harvest this afternoon. Did I intentionally get my hands dirty or did you see it? As for the shoes, I was careless. I had an old pair of shoes to deal with today's situation, but I did experiment with them a while ago, and I didn't have time to buy them again, so I just couldn't find them. Good thing people in this world aren't all as observant as you and I are. ”

“Looks like you had a great trip.” Zhang Heng put that unexpected thing aside for now.

“At last, this is a good line.” Holmes sucked his nose, "Mrs. Hudson said." Is dinner ready? Let's have a chat. ”

Holmes at the table gave a brief description of a job he took over this afternoon, tracked down a prominent congressman, and explored his relationship with a young woman without shocking each other.

“The other party is a conservative figure with many allies in the House of Representatives, but now some people in the Conservative Party suspect that he has turned to the other party, and after preliminary investigation they ruled out the possibility that the congressman was bribed or wanted to be pinched, but in recent times he did have a close relationship with a young woman, so this could be a beauty plot from the Liberal Party, and the conservative party people couldn't find out about the relationship without shocking the other party, so they asked me to come forward.

“What did you find out? ”

“I don't know, it's kind of funny.” Holmes leaned against the chair, "I disguised myself as a driver and went to the young lady's house and found that she also had a boyfriend in love, who looked like paint glue, so I'm sure that she and the congressman didn't have the kind of relationship that everyone thought, but I can see that the congressman also really liked her, gave her a lot of expensive jewellery and clothing, and given the age between them, I think the answer is obvious. ”

“Hmm?”

“She is the illegitimate daughter of the congressman. ”