Chapter 509 Approaching the Truth

Holmes decided not to tell the Prime Minister what happened tonight for the time being.

Zhang Heng has no objection to this, but Vuillard wants to say something. He always feels that this is a bit ungentlemanly, and it is equivalent to using Mr. Prime Minister as bait for fishing. However, because he is not British, he is not very good at talking about such things. So in the end Holmes got his wish.

The Baker Street squad was summoned again, and this time Holmes also took part in the battle himself. During the day, he made up to become a shoe repairman, set up a stall not far from the Prime Minister's Office, and at night pretended to be a drunk on the side of the road.

As a result, two days later, he earned four shillings for repairing shoes, but he still did not see the shadow of the Prussians.

Holmes himself was not in a hurry. He only slept for three hours a day, but he seemed to be in high spirits, and he was in the mood to play the violin in his free time.

As for Zhang Heng and Vuillard, they are not idle either. The two of them have been spending these days in pubs and boxing rings in London. They want to use this method to continue looking for targets. However, like Sherlock Holmes, neither of them has gained much. On the morning of the third day, Zhang Heng also received unexpected news that Holmes had been arrested.

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

Zhang Heng went through the bail procedures, and then the police released Holmes.

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

Zhang Heng and Vuillard were a little worried about Holmes, afraid that the latter would have something he couldn't figure out, but Holmes suddenly laughed after getting into the carriage, "Interesting, it seems that I really underestimated my opponent this time."

"Um?"

"It's a bit embarrassing to say," said Holmes, "I haven't been in this embarrassment for a long time. I was going to keep an eye on people, but I was discovered by others and beat up. Someone told the patrol in that street Police officer, a suspicious person was found outside the prime minister's mansion, and then I was arrested by the police officer. Although I have some connections with the police station, but the prime minister is involved, the police can't release me immediately, so I can only ask you to arrest me. I'm out on bail."

"They recognized your disguise?"

"It's better to say that this matter was a trap from the very beginning," Holmes said. "I can now be sure that we are being targeted. It should be after the night of the theater. We are trying to find out the Prussian based on the information at hand." , but the other side is obviously also trying to figure out our bottom line. I 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 the reason why our actions this time are completely I am under surveillance, and what happened today seems to be their warning to me."

"warn?"

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

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

"I don't know yet, but we must have been doing something unintentionally to make them nervous these days, so I've been thinking about it before you come," said Holmes.

Holmes fumbled in his pocket, but found that his pipe was not there because of his change of clothes.

Vuillard quickly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and handed one to Holmes with both hands.

"Don't worry, let me think about it again." Holmes smoked a cigarette and said.

While Holmes continued to meditate, Zhang Heng was also recalling what had happened in the past few days, to see if there was anything missing, and then the two of them gave a light sigh almost at the same time.

"Did you find anything?" Vuillard was more curious than anyone else now, wishing he could get into the heads of Zhang Heng and Holmes.

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

The latter looked at Vuillard, "You said that Mr. M's previous cases were all done in France, which means that there is a high possibility that he is a Frenchman."

"Uh... yes, that's right."

"And Carmen is a French opera."

"...That's no problem." The red-haired detective raised his eyebrows, "So?"

""Carmen" first premiered in Paris, and then came to London, and Mr. M happened to appear in London at this time." Zhang Heng said, "Could it be a coincidence?"

"Wait, are you implying that Mr. M is related to the opera troupe?"

"This can explain why the other side is so nervous." Zhang Heng said.

"Because we appeared in the theater that night," Holmes said, "the other party felt that we might be close to Mr. M."

"I'm going to find Miss Adler now to see who is French in the troupe, and I just arrived in London during this time." Zhang Heng said decisively.

Half an hour later, Zhang Heng arrived outside Irene Adler's house. After Zhang Heng reported his name, the nanny opened the door and let him sit in the living room. At this time, there was the sound of a piano on the second floor.

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

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

"Look who is here, you are a rare visitor, Mr. Zhang Heng." Irene Adler said, she was wearing a white skirt today, she looked like a quietly blooming lily.

With Irene Adler's intelligence, Zhang Heng didn't mean to hide it, and told her everything directly.

A look of surprise appeared on the female singer's face, "I see, you left that night because of this case."

"I hope Miss Adler won't be offended."

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

"Strictly speaking, this job is free of charge." Zhang Heng said, "So maybe it's more appropriate to call it an interest."

"This is more admirable, isn't it?" Irene said, she paused, sat down 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. In the previous rehearsal stage, the contact with the troupe was usually through telegrams, but this time the premiere in London is of great importance, so he also rushed from France. Come on, I have never liked that guy very much. Although he looks very humble on the surface, I can see that he is actually very proud in his heart, and he doesn't take other people seriously, especially women. Of course, He's pretty good at flirting, but unfortunately he's not the smartest guy in the troupe as he thinks."