48 Hours a Day

“What are you talking about?” After checking in, Ville ran over sweating again.

“What restaurants are available in London, so I'll buy you something to eat.” Holmes is a straight path.

“Hey, this is so strange. I'm not here to travel. You don't have to worry about me. I'll just eat something.” The red-haired detective rose his face and hurried with his hands.

Holmes couldn't help but notice, “Violet, my friend, we were actually helping you find that missing painting. ”

“What, did you find that painting?” Violet jumped off the ground in shock, "so fast? How is that possible? ”

“In fact, if you're willing to do as I say, calm down and notice the details that you left behind, you can also spell out the answers. ”

“You lift me up so much, it's hard for us talented people to raise our hands.” Violet was sincere in his heart.

“It's not like that, like I said, you have the potential, Violet, but you haven't fully tapped it yet, and Zhang is actually about to find the answer, and he's just been in touch with the business for a short time. ”

“The people who can live with you are certainly not generalized and are the object of my studies.” Unlike Gregson, this red-haired detective is a little too modest, and he always places himself very low, just like a pair of students.

Holmes didn't do the same, but said, "Although it was a joke before, but you came a long way, and it was almost lunch time. We could still finish lunch together, and then you could take a short rest in the afternoon and think about the case, and I was just checking something out during this time, and I'll see you tonight. ”

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The three of them then had lunch at the famous Royal Restaurant in London, after which Holmes did leave in a hurry, as he himself had said, leaving Ville at the hotel, Zhang Heng returned to Baker Street alone, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Mrs Hudson give him a somewhat strange look.

“What's the matter? ”

“A guest is here to see you.” Mrs. Hudson said.

“Guests?” Zhang Hengyang raised his eyebrows. In London in the 19th century, he was totally alone, had no family or friends. The only person with whom Holmes had a closer relationship was a resident like him. Generally, people who would come to 221B Baker Street would also come to Holmes.

However, Zhang Hengxuan thought of another person. The gypsy artist he met yesterday afternoon in the East Side, when they separated, asked for his name and address, and Yan Ming would visit.

Zhang Heng originally thought the other party was just saying, didn't expect to really come, and came to him the next day.

However, when Zhang Heng walked into the living room, when he saw the visitor, he was slightly stunned.

The figure on the couch is not a gypsy entertainer at all, but a woman, but a beautiful woman, no, it should be said that she satisfies almost all the fantasies of men about Victorian beauty, elegant, well-dressed, with a mysterious innate temperament, with a smile.

“What?” A woman eats biscuits. "Don't you recognize me? ”

“You've changed a lot.” Zhang Heng also had to admit that if Holmes' makeup had LV2, the makeup of this mysterious woman in front of him had probably reached the LV3 level, and the woman dressed as a man was natural, plus he had a long scarf to cover up the only one that could reveal a broken neck, so that no one could see that she had no throat.

Of course, there is also a large part of the reason because Zhang Heng did not pay too much attention to her at the time, purely to help, and unlike Holmes, Zhang Heng was unfamiliar with the other party before, so many factors were caught in the middle of the first time to notice this.

“I didn't mean to deceive you, but I'm sure you can see it, if I can't make it to the East Side as I should.” Girls' Way.

“What's a lady like you doing in the East End? ”

“I'm the lead singer of an opera troupe, a little famous in London, but I guess you haven't seen my show either, and I went to the East Side to find inspiration for the new play.” Girls' Way.

“I'm sorry, I rarely watch opera. ”

“It's all right, I'll be playing tonight at Queen's Theatre and you can come and see it with your friends if you like.” As the woman spoke, she pulled two tickets from the table and placed them on the table.

“I said it was just a show of hands, you don't have to worry about it.” Zhang Hengdao.

“Then make a friend.” The woman heard that she didn't take the ticket back, ate the last cookie in her hand, and flushed Mrs. Hudson beside her, “good job. ”

“As long as you like.” Mrs. Hudson also seemed pleased to be praised.

The female singer then stretched out her lazy waist, and this time she seemed to have come to send these two opera tickets. Now that the business had been done, she had not dragged any more mud and water, and stood directly off the couch and turned around to prepare to leave.

However, Zhang Heng called her from behind, "I haven't asked for your name yet. ”

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

After that, she put on her own flower pot hat and veil and pushed the door open, and there was already a two-wheeled carriage waiting for her by the street.

When Zhang Heng heard the name, the person who had seen the Holmes Explorer would certainly not be strange to Irene Adler, who had personally told Watson that he had lost to four people, three men, a woman, and that woman was the mysterious singer Irene Adler.

The confrontation between them was in the case of the Bohemian Scandal, which ended with a female singer and newlywed husband fleeing London overnight, and Holmes failed to complete the commission, although it was a perfect ending for the client, who eventually asked for Adler's photograph to be kept in mind, and who has since been honored as the woman.

And so readers suspect Holmes is likely to be hiding something from female singers.

Yet, as Holmes' new roommate, Zhang Heng is still more inclined to take care of each other. In fact, Holmes is totally unable to stand up to love or anything. His attitude towards love has always been nosy, thinking that that that kind of thing can damage reason and work worse than the things he injects for recreation, like falling into a sand particle in a precision instrument, or cracking open a high lens.

So he's always been respectful of things like love, and of course he's also studying the psychology of humans in love, just to solve cases.