There were five pursuers in total, which was a bit too many, so Zhang Heng did not stand still, but went straight to meet them. At this time, there was still about five or six meters between the leader and the person at the back.
Their target was a gypsy busker, and they were a little unable to react in time to Zhang Heng who suddenly rushed over.
Following his usual habit, the leader was about to open his mouth to scare the Oriental in front of him, but the other person had already struck first and punched him in the windpipe.
The leader felt a sharp pain, fell to the ground, clutching his neck, and felt difficulty breathing. Zhang Heng did not stop, and kicked the person behind him to the fish stall nearby. The unlucky guy was knocked over. The trolley carrying salmon was buried under smoked fish.
The three people behind them stopped quickly when they saw this, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
They usually fight a lot, but basically what they do is to bully the weak and avoid the strong. They take advantage of the large number of people to take advantage of them. They have only fought hard battles a few times. I have never seen this kind of posture before. The two of them can't even sustain a single move. He was knocked down violently.
The three of them looked at each other, hesitantly.
Zhang Heng made a gesture to give chase, but the next moment the three of them turned around and ran away.
"Ha." The gypsy busker's eyes widened. This scene looked a bit funny. Three guys with wooden sticks in their hands were frightened away by a bare-handed man.
Zhang Heng stepped over the guy who was still moaning on the ground, took back his coat from the hands of the gypsy busker, shook it off and put it on.
"It's okay, but I advise you to leave here as soon as possible."
After Zhang Heng finished speaking, he turned and left without waiting for the other party's answer. He saved the Gypsy busker just as a matter of course. The latter had a good heart in helping the Jewish family. Since he met him, he didn't mind helping him.
As a result, not far away, the gypsy busker caught up with him from behind and asked, "You are an interesting person. How long have you been in London? What is your name and where do you live?"
Zhang Heng did not hide anything and reported his address and name.
"Hey, you're not from the East End, so what are you doing here?" the gypsy busker asked curiously.
"You're not from the East District, so you're here too," Zhang Heng said.
"I... of course have my reasons." The gypsy busker rolled his eyes, paused and then continued, "Anyway, I have to thank you very much this time. I will visit you when I have time. .”
"Yeah." Zhang Heng didn't take this matter to heart and agreed casually. The two said goodbye at the intersection and called a carriage to go home.
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Back at the hut on Baker Street, Mrs. Hudson had just made dinner, bacon, potatoes, and pumpkin soup.
But Zhang Heng found that the detective was not in his room and continued to pretend to be dead. Mrs. Anderson said that Holmes received a letter and went out in the afternoon.
Zhang Heng couldn't help but be a little curious, what other case had he encountered? You must know that in the morning, Holmes was still sitting in the easy chair trying to murder himself. In the afternoon, he actually entered work mode again. Those things seemed to have no effect at all. To him.
Zhang Heng helped Mrs. Hudson put the dishes. At this time, there was a knock on the door. Zhang Heng opened the door and saw a bearded coachman. He said in a rough voice, "Is this the residence of Mr. Holmes?" ?”
"Yes, but he is not at home now."
"Not at home, but my master has important urgent matters to see him." The bearded coachman said dissatisfied.
"I don't know why he went out, but if you are in a hurry, you can come in and wait for him..." Zhang Heng paused here, then raised his eyebrows, "Holmes?"
The bearded coachman laughed loudly after hearing this, and his voice returned to normal, "That's right, you can see through this."
As he spoke, Holmes took off his wig, beard, eyebrows, and some other random things, and his whole body changed back to its original appearance.
"You are indeed well disguised. Not only do you look like a coachman in appearance, but your eyes and temperament are no different from that of a coachman. In addition, you also deliberately changed your accent, lowered your pitch and mixed it with a certain dialect. Even your body shape There are changes too.”
"But I still didn't hide it from you..." Holmes said regretfully, "How did you recognize me?"
"You have carefully cleaned your palms. The ink is gone. However, the traces of chemical reagents cannot be easily removed. Also, your shoes are a bit new. They don't look like something worn by someone driving a carriage." Zhang Heng said this. After a pause, he seemed to remember something, but he couldn't remember it again.
Holmes looked a little annoyed, "Ha, it seems that you have gained a lot this afternoon. Did you notice that I deliberately made my hands dirty? As for the shoes, I was careless. I have a pair of old shoes. In order to cope with today's situation, but it was damaged by my experiment some time ago. I didn't have time to buy it again, so I could only find a pair of ordinary ones. Fortunately, not everyone in this world is like you and me. Excellent observation skills.”
"It seems that your trip went well." Zhang Heng temporarily put aside the incident that he had not thought of.
"It's finally worth the trip." Holmes sniffed, "Has Mrs. Hudson prepared dinner? Let's chat while we eat."
At the dinner table, Holmes briefly introduced a job he had taken on in the afternoon, tracking a well-known congressman and exploring his relationship with a young woman without alerting him.
"The other party is the face of the Conservative Party and has many allies in the House. But now some people in the Conservative Party suspect that he has defected to the opponent Liberal Party. After preliminary investigations, they have ruled out the possibility that the congressman was bribed or blackmailed, but recently He did have close contact with a young woman for a period of time, so this may be a honey trap used by the Liberal Party. The Conservatives could not find out the relationship between the two without alerting the other party, so they had to ask I'm here to take action.
"What did you find out?"
"How should I put it, things are quite interesting." Holmes leaned on the chair. "I disguised myself as a coachman and went to the young lady's mansion. I found that she also had a boyfriend who was passionately in love. They were inseparable. Therefore, I can be sure that there is no relationship between her and the congressman as everyone thinks, but it can be seen that the congressman really likes her and gave her a lot of expensive jewelry and clothes. Considering that they Given the age between the two people, I think the answer is obvious."
"Um?"
"She is the illegitimate daughter of that congressman."
