48 Hours a Day

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Zhang Heng returned to 4B Baker Street at 221 in the morning. The White Church area was quite calm tonight. There were only a few drunk alcoholics fighting behind the tavern. The patrol drove away as soon as they arrived except the drunk. Nothing else happened.

Zhang Heng returned Laomi to her residence, then lay on the bed for 3 hours and opened her eyes at 7 o’clock.

As he walked out of the room, Holmes had finished his breakfast as usual, sitting at the dining table, holding a pipe and flipping through the newspaper.

“Early.”

“Early.” Zhang Heng also sat in his usual seat, rattled the bell, and waited for Mrs. Hudson to bring his breakfast.

“You seem to be coming late yesterday. How about it. Don’t tell me there’s still no clue. My expectations for you are very high.” Sherlock Holmes said through the newspaper.

“I did find a very important clue. I probably know how Jack the Ripper picked his target.”

“Oh?” Sherlock Holmes also showed an expression of interest. He finally turned his eyes away from the newspaper and looked at Zhang Heng. “Tell me about it.”

“Don’t forget that we still have a competitive relationship now, if you want to know, you can check it yourself.” Zhang Heng indifferently said.

Holmes laughing this haha ​​laughed, “Are you still angry about me choosing opera in advance? Okay, I withdraw that sentence, but I did have a lot of gains. In that case, it depends on the ability, see Who will find the answer first? “

He finished putting down the newspaper in his hand, took off his hat and cane from the hanger, and said to Zhang Heng, “I have to admit that you did bring pressure to me, and I seem to have to work harder.”

“I hope you can keep up with my summary of the case.” Zhang Heng replied.

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After breakfast, it was 7:15, and Holmes had been away for some time. Zhang Heng sat in his seat for a while and sorted out his thoughts. He not at all amplified the words to Holmes.

Last night, his gains were indeed not small, especially when chatting with Laomi. He got a very valuable clue. According to the Swedish prostitute, the churches in the Eastern District were not very welcome to them, except for a name called Sacred Heart In the small sect hall, the priest there treats the prostitutes equally. Sometimes, some homeless prostitutes will stay there overnight without a place to stay. Apart from this, the priest may also distribute bread to them from time to time.

Laomi may not realize what is wrong with it, but Zhang Heng is keenly aware of what it means.

He searched for a night’s question and finally got an answer.

Who can approach these prostitutes generously without attracting anybody’s attention? The answer is always close at hand—that is, the clergyman.

They don’t even have to deliberately collect information about these harlots, because these harriers will take the initiative to find them, and when they confess, they will keep their secrets unreserved and entrust them.

Zhang Heng glanced at his pocket watch. The reason why he didn’t leave immediately was because he hadn’t yet opened the door to the Sacred Heart Church.

So Zhang Heng used the rest of the time to simply formulate an action plan for a while, and then put on his equipment again last night, walked out of the house and called a carriage.

When the carriage stopped at the door of the Sacred Heart Church, he accidentally encountered an acquaintance.

Holmes was standing outside the gate, looking at him with interest.

“Interestingly, it seems that although we chose different directions, in the end it was different routes to the same destination.”

Zhang Heng also seemed a little helpless. He tried his best to fight for the clock and got the clues he wanted, but he could not control the progress of Sherlock Holmes.

The ability of this Victorian detective will not disappoint.

“How about, before we go in, shall we exchange the information at hand?” Holmes suggested.

Zhang Heng also agreed after a little deep thought.

Unlike before Holmes directly announced his own reasoning, Zhang Heng used it. The two people are now a short-term alliance. Equal trading should not affect the final victory and defeat, but I do n’t know if the two people will be together in the church afterwards. Whoever wins is the one who catches the murderer, but now this step has been reached, it is useless to think too much.

“I ’ll come first,” said Zhang Heng, who briefly introduced his analysis and the information he got from Laomi. Paused added, “There are also the wounds on the faces of the three previous deceased, the first one did not It ’s too obvious, but the 3nd and 2rd victims, the knife marks are wrong, I felt a bit familiar at first glance, and now I want to feel a bit like a cross, the murderer is likely to have religion color.”

“Impressive analytical reasoning.” Sherlock Holmes also exclaimed, “I’m glad that your work was fruitful yesterday. As for me, it’s relatively simple. I went to the newspaper office in the afternoon.”

“Newspaper?”

“Yes, I noticed that the letter paper also has the red ink on it. As you know, I do have a lot of research in this area. I have judged which paper mill produced the paper from the material of the paper. There is also ink The same is true, but the information available on the ink is limited, because basically half of the red ink used in London is this one, but the letter paper makes me worthwhile. “

Holmes laughed, and then said, “These are different from ink and are not the cheapest one. It is still quite eye-catching in the Eastern District, but when I heard who the biggest customer of the paper mill was, I thought this It’s normal for the stationery to appear here. “

“Church?”

“Yes, the church’s stationery is purchased uniformly, and then distributed to each church to use.” Holmes said.

“But there is more than one church in the Eastern District.”

“Yes, but the three murder scenes in this church are closest to each other, and I have also inquired in the vicinity when you are still having breakfast at home. This Sacred Heart church is the most frequent place for prostitutes to come. church.”

Zhang Heng sighed, helping Holmes to make up the rest of the words, “There are 2 priests in the church, of which Father Matthew is 80 years old and he is in a semi-retired state. He moved to the suburbs for retirement five years ago, and rarely cares about the church. It ’s basically just a name in the church. Because of his age and physical strength, it ’s unlikely to be a murderer, so the only thing left is Father Jacob. He ’s just 5 years old this year, and he is still in a strong age. People, usually those prostitutes will come to him to confess, and what they do n’t know is that Father Jacob is likely to have great hatred for the prostitutes who lived with children and are drunk for some reason, so they confessed The secrets that came out became their life-savers. “

“Like I said, we are now at the same starting point again.” Holmes said with a smile.