I Have 48 Hours a Day

Sherlock Holmes has decided not to tell the Prime Minister what tonight.

Zhang Heng had no objection to this. Weier wanted to say something. He always felt that he was a little too gentleman. It was tantamount to fishing the Prime Minister as a bait, but because he was not an Englishman, he was not very good at such matters. So in the end Holmes still got what he wanted.

The Baker Street squad was called again. In addition, Holmes also went to battle this time. During the day, he became a shoe repairer, set up a booth not far from the Prime Minister's House, and turned into a drunk on the roadside at night.

As a result, two days later, he had made four shillings for shoe repairs, but still did not see the shadow of the Prussians.

Holmes himself was not so anxious. He only slept for three hours a day, but he seemed to be in a state of energy, and he was still playing the violin in his spare time.

As for Zhang Heng and Viale, they are soaking up in pubs and boxing arenas in London these days. They want to use this method to continue to find their goals. However, like Holmes, they have nothing to gain, and at the same time On the morning of the third day, Zhang Heng also got an unexpected news, and Holmes was arrested.

Zhang Heng and Viale saw Mr. Detective at the police station, who was sitting on a bench, holding his chin and wondering what he was thinking.

Zhang Heng went on bail and the police released Holmes.

Holmes took the shoe brush and tool box from the police and walked out of the police station without a word.

Zhang Heng and Weier were a little worried about Holmes, fearing that the latter would have something to think about. However, Holmes suddenly laughed after getting on the carriage.

"Ok?"

"It's a shame to say it," Holmes hesitated. "I haven't been so embarrassed for a long time. I was going to stare at people, but I was found out by others. I raked it. Someone told the patrol on that street. Police officer, the suspicious person was found outside the Prime Minister ’s office, and then I was arrested by the police officer. Although I have a relationship with the police station, but the prime minister involved, the police could not release me immediately. I'm out on bail. "

"They recognize your disguise?"

"It might as well be a trap from the beginning," Holmes said. "I can now be sure that we are being followed. It should be the theater that night. We are trying to find the Prussian based on the information at hand. But the opposite is obviously also touching our bottom and have to admit that they have done a good job in this matter. It seems that they already know where we live and what I do, so this time our actions are completely in Under surveillance, and what seems to be today is their warning to me. "

"caveat?"

"Yes, it seems they don't want me to get involved in this matter again," Holmes said. "But it also foreshadows that we are close to the truth."

"Sorry to interrupt," the red-haired detective scratched his head and said, "Did I drop something? Didn't we get nothing for the last two days? Why did we suddenly approach the truth?"

"I don't know yet, but we must have done something to make them nervous these days, so I have been thinking about this until you arrive," said Holmes.

Holmes touched his pocket and found that his pipe was not in his pocket because he changed clothes.

Vial hurriedly took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed Holmes a hand.

"Don't worry, let me think again." Holmes breathed a cigarette.

While Holmes continued to meditate, Zhang Heng was also remembering what happened in the past few days to see what else was missing, and then the two of them gave a tap at almost the same time.

"Did you find anything?" Viale is more curious than anyone now, anxious to get into the heads of Zhang Heng and Holmes.

"Are you thinking about what I was thinking?" Holmes asked Zhang Heng.

The latter looked at Viale, "You said that Mr. M's previous cases were done in France, which means that he is very likely to be a Frenchman."

"Uh ... yes."

"And Carmen is a French opera."

"... It's fine, too." The red-haired detective raised his eyebrows. "So?"

"Carmen" first premiered in Paris, then came to London, and at this time Mr. M also happened to be in London. "Zhang Hengdao," Is this by accident? "

"Wait, are you suggesting that Mr. M is a person associated with the opera company?"

"This will explain why the opposite side is so nervous." Zhang Hengdao.

"Because we appeared in the theater that night," Holmes said, "the other person thought we might be close to staring at Mr. M."

"I'll go to Miss Adler now and see who in the theater is French, and it's London I've only arrived during this time." Zhang Heng decisively.

After half an hour, Zhang Heng came to Irene Adler's house ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ After Zhang Heng reported his name, the nanny opened the door and let him come to the living room to sit down. .

"Miss Adler is practicing the piano, please wait a moment," said the nanny.

"Okay." Zhang Heng sat down on the sofa, and the nanny brewed black tea for him. About a quarter of an hour later, the piano stopped and the female singer came down the stairs.

"Look who's here, you're a rare customer, Mr. Zhang Heng." Irene Adler said, she is wearing a white dress today, looks like a quiet blooming lily.

With the cleverness of Irene Adler, Zhang Heng didn't mean to cover it up and told her everything directly.

There was a stunned look on the female singer's face, "So it's true, you left that night because of this case."

"I hope Miss Adler will not be surprised."

"Eileen, just call me Irene," said the female singer. "How can I blame someone who works hard to improve law and order in London."

"Strictly speaking, this job is unpaid." Zhang Hengdao, "so it may be more appropriate to call it interest."

"This is even more admirable, isn't it?" Irene said. She paused, sat opposite Zhang Heng, and poured herself a cup of black tea.

"The person you are looking for does exist. He is the French consultant of the troupe. The previous rehearsal stage and the troupe were usually through telegrams, but this time their premiere in London is important, so he also rushed from France. After coming over, I have n’t liked that guy very much. Although he looks very modest on the surface, I can see that he is actually very proud, and he does n’t take others into consideration, especially for women. Of course, He did a good job in this regard, but unfortunately he was not as he thought he was, the smartest person in the entire theater company. "