Chapter 508 New Discovery (Happy Zongzi Festival~)

Regardless of the era, spinach is one of the favorite pastimes of mankind.

London in the 19th century was no exception. There were probably hundreds of large and small casinos here, not counting the taverns, roadside arm wrestling and poker players.

In the evening of the second day, the three people, including Vuillard, gathered at 221B Baker Street.

"Considering the nature of that guy's work, he won't go to those very famous casinos." Holmes said, "The tavern is very suitable for him, and the boxing ring is not bad. I had a fight with those Prussian barbers last night... Well, some very Friendly conversation, I got the name of the tavern where they met, and we can use this as the center to search, which can improve efficiency."

"So we have to split up?" Zhang Heng asked.

"Okay, both of us have seen that guy. You and Vuillard are in a group, and I am in a group, but he has also seen us, so we have to put on a little makeup." Holmes said.

As he spoke, he took out two sets of wigs and other makeup tools, "Your skin color is a problem, oriental people will be more conspicuous in London, but the body can be covered by clothes, put some soot on the face, anyway It's night, so you shouldn't be able to see it if you don't look carefully, of course you'd better not get too close to him."

As Holmes talked, he started to move his hands. After a while, a boiler worker was freshly baked, and Holmes himself was dressed as an old sailor with a cigarette addiction.

Zhang Heng took note of the technique used by Holmes. Of course, this is only a relatively low-level disguise, far inferior to the lifelike coachman that Holmes disguised before. As for Irene Adler's gender-reversed gypsy busker, it is an even more powerful level. up.

The three of them got ready, exchanged some change, put it in their pockets and started to act.

Zhang Heng and Sherlock Holmes separated at the crossroads, and they each contracted an area. Zhang Heng and the red-haired detective first came to a tavern called Pigeon, where they had a drink, but failed to meet their target. Most of the customers were gentlemen, who generally looked more elegant, and no one gambled, so the two came to the boxing ring next door.

There are much more people here, and there is a lot of voices. Two strong figures are fighting in the ring, and his people are watching. Zhang Heng and Vuillard had to spend a little effort to get everyone The corners were searched, and at this time the boxers on the stage had also decided the winner. One of them was knocked down and did not get up again.

The crowd erupted in cheers, obviously the one who made the right bet, and of course some people hugged their heads in frustration, it seemed that they were unlucky ghosts who had lost money.

In fact, Zhang Heng can understand why people who come to watch the game can't help but want to take a small gamble after coming here a few times, because most people will be infected by the atmosphere here. To make money, it's hard to hold back the itching and not to play it yourself. Of course, most of the time, you still lose everything.

However, the red-haired detective is obviously an exception. Zhang Heng can finally understand why he is as strict as Sherlock Holmes, and he also admires Vuillard for his family. This short French detective is not just flattering. He will be very focused and will not be shaken by anything. Once he finds someone similar to the description, he will secretly tell Zhang Heng for confirmation immediately.

But so far, the two of them still haven't met the guy who escaped from the theater. Zhang Heng even wondered if the guy would escape from London first to avoid the limelight after what happened last night.

But Holmes firmly believed that the other party was still here.

"Although a guy like this is not the decision maker in the team, he is not so easy to replace with his skills. At this juncture, he will not give up the plan because of a little setback." Holmes said before the operation started road.

Afterwards, Zhang Heng and the red-haired detective went to two taverns, one big and one small, and a boxing ring, but they didn't know if they were unlucky, but they still didn't get much, and the night gradually darkened.

"I don't know what's going on with Mr. Holmes." Vuillard took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his head, and said.

But at this moment, Zhang Heng on the side suddenly stopped.

Vuillard followed someone's gaze and looked forward, but the target did not match the description of the two before, but the red-haired detective was very alert, suppressing the doubts in his heart, and said nothing at this time, seeing Zhang Heng supported the wall as if he was drinking too much and vomited. He also patted the former on the back pretending to be concerned.

The target person didn't have any doubts. He just glanced here hastily. He seemed to have some urgent business, so he left in such a hurry.

It wasn't until the man's figure disappeared into the night that Zhang Heng stopped retching and stood up.

At this time, Vuillard can finally ask the doubts in his heart, "Who is that guy?"

"A guard next to Mr. Prime Minister, we met in the theater last night." Zhang Heng explained.

The guy who walked across from him just now was the guy who warned him not to move around and planned to handcuff him, because the two had faced each other before, and Zhang Heng's disguise was relatively rudimentary, so he hid his face just to be on the safe side Waking up, Zhang Heng remembered Mr. M's trick of buying off the nanny to fake theft marks in the oil painting case. It seems that the other party really likes this method of committing crimes, and he seems to have plans to repeat the old trick in this operation.

"What should we do, shall we follow?" the red-haired detective asked.

Zhang Heng thought for a while and shook his head, "It's a good thing to be able to confirm the opponent's target, but it's not very meaningful to follow the guard. Do you remember where he came from?"

"Of course." Vial said.

"Let's go there first to see if the guy I fought with last night is still there."

Zhang Heng and the red-haired detective plunged into the coffee shop where the target walked out. It was already late at night, and the coffee shop was about to close. There were only a few people inside, and even the waitress was yawning. Zhang Heng looked around After a circle, there was no sign of the Prussians.

Then he and Vuillard expanded the scope of the search, but unfortunately they still couldn't find the shadow of the target. In the end, they could only rejoin Holmes two streets away.

After listening to Zhang Heng's introduction of the basic situation, the latter nodded and said, "You are right. The person who was bribed is not a member of the team. Let alone whether the bribery can be proven, arresting him is nothing but scaring the snake. Other uses, on the contrary, now that we have grasped the opponent's goal in advance, it is equivalent to taking the initiative, and then we can play this game with them."

Thanks to the ghost shadow walker for the reward~