v2 Chapter 251： Prussian hairdresser (2/2)

At this tense moment, there was a sudden knock outside the door.

The people on both sides were shocked, and then Zhang Heng saw Holmes standing outside the door. He was gesturing, it seemed that the people inside were helping to open the door.

However, the two hairdressers looked at each other and no one left.

Then Sherlock Holmes shrugged outside the door and had to take his own shot. He picked up his cane and broke the glass on the door. Then he stretched his right hand in and fumbled for the door bolt inside.

A barber saw the situation bad, and rushed over with a knife. Sherlock Holmes didn't retract his hand, only when the other side rushed to the front, he suddenly took out the cane with the other hand, hooked the other person's neck, and exerted a force, and that guy's head hit the door directly. on.

Then Holmes easily opened the door and walked in. He put his cane on the ground and asked Zhang Heng and the rest of the person, ”Sorry, did I disturb you?”

”At one point, I thought you would be on the carriage going to the police station.” Zhang Heng wiped the sweat from his forehead.

”Hah, the one you left me there and did it yourself is really beautiful, but fortunately the theater guard knew me, and the deputy director of the police in the other box could also testify to me.” Holmes said, ”So I'm here, by the way, if you stay for a while, you will hear my warning. The guy disguised as a waiter is a Prussian, and the Prussians in London just like to hold a group very much, so it is no accident that you were ambushed. , When chasing you should avoid Prussian people. ”

Holmes looked around and saw the crooked Prussian barbers at his feet, and said, ”However, I must admit that I was quite surprised by this result. I know you can hit it, but I don't know if you can hit it. That level. ”

After speaking, he suddenly waved out his cane and hit the only barber who could still stand. The latter wanted to run away, but the lower abdomen hit by him fell on the ground.

”you are welcome.”

”Does your neck feel better?” Zhang Heng asked.

”Not very good, I don't know. After this matter is over, I will probably go to the clinic for a check.” Holmes's mood also became very bad when he mentioned his neck. Is that guy still inside? ”

”I don't think so ~~ Otherwise, I wasn't just picking seven, but picking eight.”

Sherlock Holmes went to the door of the back room and opened it, and it turned out that the window was open.

”Well, we are not without gain this time, but we can at least answer your second question before.”

”Ok?”

”Aren't you curious how this Mr. M knows the secret behind the oil paintings of the Viscount,” Holmes touched his chin. ”After this incident, I increasingly believe that this Mr. M. is not alone. Since he has people who help run errands, naturally there will also be people who help him gather intelligence. We are probably not facing a single person this time, but a criminal gang. They have a clear division of labor. Some people are responsible for inquiring about the news and some are responsible for it. Step on the point, and some are responsible for buying people around the target, and our Mr. M is the head, he only needs to do a good job of coordination and planning. ”

Holmes said as he watched Zhang Heng pick up the wrinkled dress on the ground, ”Where are you going?”

”Go back to the theater and finish listening to the opera.” Zhang Heng shuddered and put on the dress again. ”Anyway, the ticket was sent to me by anybody. It would be rude to leave the hall before watching it halfway, oh and ”Zhang Heng walked to the door and stopped,” Don't thank you for saving your life before. ”

”I thought you had forgotten it,” Holmes said.

”You're being held around your neck. It's not easy to forget about your tomato-like complexion.” Zhang Heng waved. ”I'm gone. I've left the matter here. I didn't kill myself. They are all just skin injuries.”

”Well, the female lead singer is indeed very beautiful. I hope you will not be fascinated by her and affect our next move, my dear Oriental friend.” Holmes looked anxiously.