Although Zhang Heng and Sherlock Holmes got along quite happily during this time, but after all, the two had only known each other for a few weeks, and they couldn't talk about a deep friendship.

Sherlock Holmes let out a satisfied sigh before Zhang Heng left the house, and suggested, "It's rare for you to come to London, so go out and walk around when you have time, not only with your eyes, but also carefully observe the city, and record those details, which will also help you solve the case in the future." ”

Zhang Heng snorted, "I asked Mrs. Hudson to bring you lunch." ”

"Thank you very much."

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In fact, even without Holmes's reminder, a visit to the city of London has always been in Zhang Heng's plans, and Holmes undoubtedly knows the city very well, whether he can wander the ball feasts of high society (although he is quite scoffed at the red tape and hypocrisy) or drink dark beer and laugh with the coachmen and workers.

If Zhang Heng wants to win in this competition and complete the main task, he needs to narrow the gap between the two sides as much as possible.

So he also walked out of the house in the afternoon, and Zhang Heng didn't call a carriage, but went directly to the street.

He first went to the bustling Queen's Bazaar, where for a shilling you could see the Royal Clarence vase, a glass, enamel and gold made for George IV, which is said to have taken 15 skilled workers three years to produce, as well as knick-knacks from all over the world, cotton clothes from India, and tea from China...... Then Zhang Heng took a boat trip to the Thames, the banks of the river are full of factories and houses, the dense chimneys are constantly emitting black smoke, and the banks are full of countless boats, more and more dense, leaving only a narrow passage in the middle, the topless boatmen smoke in the stern, and the fog that Dickens called "the sliding sin" envelops the whole city.

Horse-drawn carriages whizz along the road, flower sellers carry flower baskets and weave lightly through the crowd, and shoe brushers squat on the ground and wave shoe brushes diligently, hoping to earn more tips.

West of Charing Cross is London's main commercial and entertainment centre, England's largest business centre, and home to the famous West End theatre cluster, while the East End, east of Bishop's Gate Street and north of the River Thames, is a different story.

In the Middle Ages, it was a sparsely populated country, but with the rapid expansion of the city of London, it became densely populated, with old, dilapidated houses, low and dense, narrow and winding roads in between, originally inhabited by sailors, shipbuilders and a large part of the Jews, and now home to all low-income groups.

It's very densely populated, with 30,000 people living in half-square miles of streets, almost every house is inhabited by a large family, poor lighting, lack of ventilation, dirty shared toilets, and a foul smell in the air, which leads to frequent epidemics.

Spotted and typhoid fever were the most common epidemics, with the first cholera in the early 19th century killing about 6,000 people, and several subsequent outbreaks killing tens of thousands of people, the vast majority of whom were poor in the East End.

The East End is also the most dangerous place in London with the highest crime rate.

It is home to 2 million people, but there are no important public facilities, no municipalities, no theater galleries, no soldiers' ...... – nothing, like a forgotten corner, where there is no history and no future.

The best people in the West End will not come here unless they have to, and they will need to be contacted by the police at Scotland Yard, accompanied by several people, to ensure safety.

Zhang Heng also came here after changing into coarse cloth clothes, but he was still targeted not long after.

The main reason is that his Oriental face is more eye-catching, and as a modern person in the 21st century, his skin is better than many nobles in this era even if he is not well maintained, and even if he changes his clothes, he still looks different from the poor people living in the East District.

Two imps passed him with branches all the way, and one of them slipped and fell on top of him.

"I'm sorry sir," the imp rolled his eyes, and was about to continue chasing his companion, but as soon as he took a step, he was grabbed by the collar and lifted up.

"What are you going to do, don't do anything to me! I warn you, do you know who my brother is?! No one in this neighborhood dared to mess with him! The imp shouted.

"Really?" Zhang Heng said, but he didn't stop in his hand, and directly poured the little ghost down, Zhang Heng grabbed one of the latter's calves and shook it vigorously, and as a result, three wallets fell out of the little ghost's body, as well as some bits and pieces.

"You've had a good harvest today." Zhang Heng threw the imp aside, and then picked up his wallet.

"You wait for me, don't want to leave here today!" The imp felt insulted, and with a puffed face, he didn't pick up the rest of the loot, and ran away.

Of course, Zhang Heng was not interested in dealing with any imps, so he patted the dust on his wallet and continued to walk forward.

In fact, Zhang Heng had already heard of the notoriety of the East District, but he had been in the pirate den, and he didn't think that there was any place in the world that was more chaotic than there, until he personally came to the Whitechapel District of the East District, and he had to admit that the situation here was even worse than that of Nassau.

Although the pirates at the bottom of Nassau are also poor, at least they still have freedom and hope for the future, and the taverns on the island can be heard everywhere talking about those ancient and mysterious treasures, talking about the rich merchant ships, the monsters of the sea, the beautiful mermaids, even if they haven't even found a small boat, and no pirate group is willing to accept them, but everyone's face is still full of fascination and confidence.

It seems that all of them are future blackbeards, which is also what Zhang Heng likes about Nassau, there is a vigorous vitality hidden under those chaos and disorder, and this is exactly what the East End lacks.

Even more terrible than poverty is numbness and despair.

This may also be the reason why people like Pearson would want to leave here desperately, Zhang Heng saw hungry children, painful fathers and daughters, drunk villains, and people only remembered this place when there was a homicide or epidemic.

Zhang Heng walked another distance when he suddenly heard a quarrel in front of him.