Chapter 241: Salted Fish Period
"Great game, you did everything I said, you won the game, and at the same time fooled all the spectators present, oh, this is the money you won." Sherlock Holmes gave Zhang Heng all the thirty pounds he won from his bet.
As a fighter, he can't bet on his own, and he can only be done by Sherlock Holmes on the other side, plus the two pounds he earned as a fighter, he earned a total of thirty-two pounds on this trip.
"You don't have a reputation, no one knows how good you are, and it's not a well-known game, so there's only so much appearance fee, and it will get better later, but it doesn't seem like you're interested in being famous, hahaha."
"Like I said before, making money is a secondary thing for me." Zhang Heng wiped the sweat on his face with a towel.
"That's a pity, if you want to fight all the way like this, you will become a very famous fighter, you have strength, you are level-headed, and you are from a mysterious ancient oriental country, which is also a good gimmick." "But I'm glad you're willing to work with me, and I do need a partner." ”
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Two weeks have passed since the case of the nameless female corpse on the Thames, Zhang Heng caught Pearson who wanted to escape, Gregerson interrogated Pearson on the spot to confirm Holmes's reasoning, and he immediately released Paul, but the bad news was that when he brought someone to John's house, he learned that the latter had gone on vacation and had just left last night.
This is clearly a sign of guilty absconding.
Gregson slapped his thigh angrily, what he was most worried about was that John would run directly to which colony and not come back, it would be really far away, and it would be difficult for the police to catch people, but Holmes then gave him advice, John was different from Pearson, he was a man with a head and a face in London, as well as factories and real estate.
He would not let go of these things until he had to, and went to the colony, where life was far less colorful than in the metropolis, and his absconding was more of a tentative nature.
So Holmes's proposal to Gregerson was simple.
- "Captured" Paul, and then visited John's house again, explaining that he had come to the police to ask him to attend the court's trial of Paul.
Gregerson thought about it and did so, and it didn't take long for the bitter meat to come to fruition.
John had never left London at all, so he hid in a secluded manor in the suburbs, always watching what was going on outside, while the old butler in his house was in charge of ventilating him.
Seeing that the "murderer" has been caught, not only the "Echo", but also other newspapers such as "The Times" and "The Evening Flag" have praised the London police led by Sergeant Gregson for their efficiency and bravery, in addition to some social enthusiasts and activists who are calling for the personal safety of female workers.
The matter seemed to be settled, and John returned to his house a week later.
He is also worried that he will be suspected by the police if he has been away for too long at this juncture, and the gains will outweigh the losses.
As a result, not long after he stepped into the door with his front foot, he was surrounded by the police with his back foot.
Sheriff Gregerson finally breathed a sigh of relief and triumphantly handheld John, and the next day a new news story appeared in The Echo, telling how the witty Sheriff Gregerson used the media to disrupt the judgment of criminals, reduce their vigilance, and finally catch the real criminals.
The citizens of London experienced the feeling of watching a detective, but they didn't expect that there were so many twists and turns hidden behind a case, the battle of wits between the police and the prisoners, and finally justice triumphed over evil, and grievances were served, no one likes to watch such a story.
Sherlock Holmes is also paying attention to the progress of the case, but strictly speaking, he is actually only concerned about whether the physical characteristics he has reasoned before are correct, and does not care about other things, after John's arrest, Holmes also went out of his way to take a look, and then returned to 221b Baker Street contentedly.
Zhang Heng felt a little funny.
Holmes's obsession with reasoning has indeed reached the point where ordinary people cannot understand it, and he is addicted to it, like a child addicted to a sea of toys, completely unable to extricate himself.
"The case itself is actually not complicated, it can even be said to be very simple, if the person who handled the case was me, I would realize that he was a criminal when I saw John, even if I couldn't arrest him in the first place because of insufficient evidence, I would send someone to keep an eye on him and prevent him from running around, but fortunately, this matter was finally over." Sherlock Holmes Road.
And Zhang Heng spent two weeks finally reading the cases that Sherlock Holmes gave him, and he did open up a lot of ideas, including some cases with wonderful modus operandi and very cunning murderers.
However, Holmes said to him, "Don't worry, this is just the beginning, and then you need to summarize and analyze the similarities and differences in these cases, and keep them in your mind, and you can react to similar cases in the future at the first time, as for the knowledge of distinguishing soil, tobacco, etc., I will also teach you, but not now...... At least you have to wait until you have completed the first stage of learning, otherwise you will be greedy and chew more. ”
Zhang Heng nodded in understanding.
A boxing match has made him a lot of money, and he doesn't have to worry about money in the last two months, of course, as his winning rate increases in the future, it will not be so easy to make money from spinach, but after that, the appearance fee will increase, and basically two or three fights a month are enough to meet the expenses.
After Holmes finished the case of the female corpse in the Thames, he received two more case consultations, one from a fellow detective, and the other was commissioned by the parties.
These two cases also helped him make some money, and then he went into a period of free time.
With no work to do for the past week, Sherlock Holmes finally had time to finish his thesis on the impact of his professional handicap, and then began to play his violin in a ghostly wolf howl, eventually turning into a salted fish in boredom.
Sherlock Holmes hadn't gotten up when Zhang Heng had a rare breakfast in the morning, and in fact, no one came out of that room for the whole morning.
Zhang Heng knocked on the door, and then walked into the room.
Holmes was seen leaning back in his suede easy chair, his head tilted back, two or three pinholes in his arm, and a syringe on the table beside him.
"Did you know this thing was going to kill you?" Zhang Heng asked.
"Don't be so nervous, it's only seven percent of the solution, I know it's bad for my body, but I'm a very active person, even if I have the most troublesome problems, the most difficult cases, I will enjoy it, what I hate the most is an ordinary life, and those side effects are not a big deal compared to it."
Sherlock Holmes didn't open his eyes, and looked scoffing, "Everyone in this world is looking for stability and comfort, marrying a wife and having children, and working with peace of mind, but I don't know what to look forward to on such a day, don't get me wrong, I'm not looking forward to chaos all day long, but if there are no criminals in the whole of London, then I can also consider moving, otherwise I will have to die in this chair sooner or later." ”