v2 Chapter 251： Prussian hairdresser

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"Don't do anything, stand against the wall!" The guard sent a warning and drew a handcuff from behind him.

The guy disguised as a waiter saw Zhang Heng getting entangled, and quietly slipped down the stairs on the other side.

Zhang Heng was still calm, turned to ask Holmes in the box, "what would happen to kill the Prime Minister's guard."

The latter gasped and said, "It depends, but you won't be able to stay in London."

"If that's the case, it's up to you to solve it." Zhang Heng flashed back and returned to the box, then opened the window in front of Holmes.

When the guards rushed in, there was no Zhang Heng in the box. Only Holmes, the accomplice, was lying on the ground in astonishment.

Zhang Heng has the climbing skill of LV1, and he easily climbed down along the decoration of the outer wall of the theater. When his feet touched the ground, the guy disguised as a waiter also ran out of the theater door After arriving at Zhang Heng, he immediately ran in the opposite direction.

Zhang Heng followed closely.

The two ran across half of the street one after the other. The night in the western district was still very lively. The gas lights on the road were lit. Compared with the eastern district with nothing, this place is like another country. On the road There are still many pedestrians and carriages. In the 19th century, London already had a lot of nightlife.

Restaurants, theaters, saunas, clubs, and many shops are open even after sunset.

The guy disguised as a waiter spared half a circle, and finally plunged into a barber shop.

Zhang Heng followed in later, but he only stopped after a few steps, but it was still too late.

Zhang Heng heard the door lock behind him.

Then a few hairdressers in the barbershop were still reading the newspaper, and the barbers who farted each other got up from their positions and grabbed the razor on the barber table.

Zhang Heng probably counted, plus the apprentice's words there are almost seven enemies, and the key is that there are weapons on hand, so this will not be an easy fight, so Zhang Heng is also ready for a hard fight, he He made a wait gesture, took off his gown, moved his wrists and ankles, and tickled a fat barber in front of him.

Then the men in the barbershop swarmed.

Zhang Heng was also rude, and turned and ran behind. He found a weakest looking ghost, who should be only 10 years old and 5 years old, escaped one of his spikes, and then raised his collar. One fell over his shoulder and smashed him into the two enemies in front of him, and the man behind him had just killed this man.

Zhang Heng rolled directly on the spot and avoided the attack, but before he got up from the ground, he again drew a small knife to his back. The group was quite fierce. He stumbled, but Zhang Heng picked up the knife dropped by the elementary school apprentice.

After avoiding the first attack, Zhang Hengge blocked the second attack, and at the same time hugged the guy who waved the sword, causing the latter to hit the side mirror and temporarily lose the combat ability, but the price was that his left arm was The last person slashed, and the two people who were blocked on the other side rushed up again.

Zhang Heng had to get up and continue to fight, taking advantage of this gap, he grabbed another small knife from the dresser, so that both left and right hands can attack, and it will not let him be so busy.

The battle lasted about six minutes, and finally four hairdressers and one apprentice fell to the ground, and the remaining two hairdressers also appeared panting. However, Zhang Heng was also a little bit embarrassed, and had a few more words on his body, but fortunately, he didn't break the picture.

Although his physical strength is excellent, after all, he has already experienced a battle in the theater before, after chasing it so far, it is also very expensive, and now he ca n’t care about solving the remaining two people, leaning on the dressing table to take a breath. .

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 ~ www.novelhall.com ~ 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.