Chapter 503 Female Singer

"What are you talking about?" Vial ran over sweating profusely after checking in.

"What restaurants are there in London, what should I treat you to later?" Holmes said seriously.

"Hey, this is too outlandish. I'm not here to travel. Don't worry about me. I'll just eat whatever I want." The red-haired detective blushed and said hastily, waving his hands.

Seeing this, Holmes couldn't help but smile, "Vuillard, my friend, in fact, we were helping you find that missing oil painting just now."

"What, you found that oil painting?" Vuillard almost jumped up from the ground in shock, "So fast? How is this possible?"

"Actually, if you are willing to follow what I said, calm down and notice the details that were left behind by you before, you can also piece together the answer."

"You really flatter me too much. Things that are easy for you are difficult for those of us with mediocre talents." Vuillard said sincerely.

"That's not the case. Like I said, you have the potential of Vuillard, but you haven't fully tapped it yet. In fact, Zhang is about to find out, and he hasn't been in this business for long."

"The people who can live with you must not be ordinary people, they are all people I learn from." Unlike Gregson, this red-haired detective is a bit too modest, he always puts his position in the right place. Very low, just like a student.

Holmes had nothing to do with this, and could only say, "Although it was a joke before, but you are a guest from afar, and it happens that it is almost time for dinner, so let's finish our lunch together, and then you can rest for a while in the afternoon." Come on, think about this case again, and I just took advantage of this time to check things, see you tonight."

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The three of them then had lunch at the famous Royal Restaurant in London. After the meal, Holmes left in a hurry as he said, leaving Vuillard back to the hotel, and Zhang Heng returned to Baker Street alone. As soon as he opened the door, He saw Mrs. Hudson give him a somewhat strange look.

"What's wrong?"

"You have a visitor," said Mrs. Hudson.

"Guest?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows. In London in the 19th century, he was completely alone. He had no relatives or friends. The only person who had a close relationship was Sherlock Holmes, who was a resident here like him. Generally speaking, he would come to 221B Baker Street. All the people came to Holmes.

However, Zhang Heng immediately thought of another person. The gypsy busker he met in the East District yesterday afternoon, when they left, the other party asked for his name and address, and promised to come to visit.

Zhang Heng originally thought that the other party was just talking casually, but he didn't expect to come, and came to him the next day.

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

The figure on the sofa is not a gypsy busker at all, but a woman, and she is also a very beautiful woman, no, it should be said that she almost satisfies all the fantasies of men for a Victorian beauty, with elegant manners, well-dressed, and With an innate mysterious temperament, every frown and smile is captivating.

"What?" the woman said while eating a biscuit, "Don't you recognize me?"

"You have indeed changed a lot." Zhang Heng also had to admit, if Holmes's make-up skills are at level 2, then the make-up skills of this mysterious woman in front of him must have reached the level of lv3, and it's natural for a woman to disguise herself as a man. In addition, he was wearing a long scarf at the time, which covered the only neck that could be exposed, so that people could not see that she did not have an Adam's apple.

Of course, a large part of the reason is that Zhang Heng didn't pay much attention to her at the time, and was just helping her out. In addition, unlike Holmes, Zhang Heng was not familiar with her before, and he was not able to notice this at the first time due to many factors. a little.

"I didn't mean to deceive you, but you must be able to see that I wouldn't be able to go to the East District with my original appearance," the woman said.

"Then what does a lady like you do in the East End?"

"I'm the lead singer of an opera troupe, and I'm quite famous in London, but I guess you haven't seen my performance. I went to the East End to find inspiration for the new play." The woman said.

"Sorry, I really don't go to opera much."

"It doesn't matter, there is my performance at the Queen's Theater tonight. If you like it, you can watch it with your friends." The woman took out two tickets and put them on the table while talking.

"I said it's just a little effort, you don't have to take it to heart." Zhang Heng said.

"Then consider it as making friends." The woman heard that she did not take back the ticket. After eating the last biscuit in her hand, she said to Mrs. Hudson, "Good workmanship."

"As long as you like it." Mrs. Hudson also seemed very happy to be praised.

Then the female singer stretched her waist. It seemed that she came here this time to give away these two opera tickets. Now that the business was done, she didn't drag herself any longer. She stood up directly from the sofa, turned around and prepared to leave.

But Zhang Heng stopped her from behind, "I haven't asked your name yet."

"Adler," the songstress stopped and smiled back, "Irene Adler."

After speaking, she put on her flowerpot hat and veil, and opened the door. There was already a two-wheeled carriage waiting for her by the side of the road.

Zhang Heng's expression changed when he heard this name. People who have read "The Cases of Sherlock Holmes" will certainly not be unfamiliar with Irene Adler. Holmes once told Watson himself that he had lost to four people, three of whom A man, a woman, and that woman is the mysterious singer Irene Adler.

The confrontation between the two of them was in the case of "A Scandal in Bohemia". The ending ended with the female singer and her new husband fleeing London overnight. Holmes failed to complete the commission, but it was also a perfect ending for the parties involved. Holmes finally asked for a photo of Adler, and has since referred to the diva as that woman.

Therefore, some readers suspect that Holmes may have hidden feelings for the female singer.

However, as Sherlock Holmes's new roommate, Zhang Heng still prefers that this is just a kind of sympathy for each other. In fact, Holmes has nothing to do with love. He has always sneered at his attitude towards love, thinking that such things will damage rationality. , works worse than the things he injects for fun, like a grain of sand dropped in a delicate instrument, or a crack in a high-power lens.

Therefore, he has always stayed away from things like love. Of course, he will also study the psychology of human beings in love, just for the purpose of solving crimes.