"Don't make any movements, stand against the wall!" The guard issued a warning as he pulled out a handcuff from behind.

And the guy who was pretending to be a waiter saw that Zhang Heng was entangled, and quietly slipped down the stairs on the other side.

Zhang Heng was still calm, turned his head and asked Holmes in the box, "What will be the consequences of killing the prime minister's guards." ”

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

"In that case, you'll be left to solve." After Zhang Heng finished speaking, he flashed back to the box, and then turned out the window in front of Holmes.

When the guards rushed in, there was no longer Zhang Heng in the box, and only Sherlock Holmes, an accomplice, was still lying on the ground dumbfounded.

Zhang Heng has LV1 climbing skills, and it is easy to climb down along the decoration of the outer wall of the theater, and when his feet touch the ground, the guy disguised as a waiter also ran out of the theater gate, and when he saw Zhang Heng, he immediately ran in the opposite direction.

Zhang Heng was in hot pursuit.

The two ran through half the street one after the other, the night in the West End is still very lively, the gas lights on the side of the road are on, compared with the East End where there is nothing, it is like another country, there are still many pedestrians and horse-drawn carriages on the road, London in the 19th century, there is already 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 eventually plunged headlong into a barbershop.

Zhang Heng then followed, but he only chased a few steps before he stopped vigilantly, but it was still a little late.

Zhang Heng heard the sound of the door locking behind him.

Then several barbers in the barbershop who were still reading the newspaper and farting each other all stood up from their positions and grabbed the razors on the barber's table at the same time.

Zhang Heng probably counted, plus the apprentice, there are almost seven enemies, and the key is that there are still weapons in hand, so this will not be an easy battle, so Zhang Heng is also ready for a hard battle, he made a gesture of waiting, took off his dress, moved his wrists and ankles, and hooked his fingers at a fat barber in front of him.

After that, the men in the barbershop swarmed up.

Zhang Heng was not polite, he turned around and ran behind him, he found the thinnest-looking little ghost, who should only be ten or five years old, dodged one of his spurs, and then picked up his collar, fell over the shoulder, and smashed him into the two enemies in front of him, and the people behind him who had just finished this action were also killed.

Zhang Heng rolled directly on the spot and avoided this round of attacks, but before he could get up from the ground, another knife slashed at his back, this group of people was quite ruthless, and the knife was picked up without saying a word, but Zhang Heng also picked up the knife dropped by the junior apprentice when he rolled.

After dodging the first blow, Zhang Hengge blocked the second blow, and at the same time hugged the guy who was wielding the knife, causing the latter to crash into the mirror on the side, temporarily losing his combat ability, but at the cost of his left arm being slashed by the last person, and the two people on the other side who were temporarily blocked also rushed up again.

Zhang Heng had to get up and continue to fight, and he grabbed another knife from the dresser during this gap, so that he could attack with his left and right hands, and it would also make him less hurried.

The battle lasted about six minutes, and eventually all four barbers, one of the apprentices, fell to the ground, and the remaining two barbers looked out of breath. However, Zhang Heng was also a little embarrassed, and there were several more cuts on his body, but fortunately, he did not break his appearance.

Although his physical strength is very good, after all, he has already experienced a battle in the theater before, and he has chased it so far, and the consumption is also very large, and now he can't care about solving the remaining two people, leaning on the dresser to catch his breath.

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

People on both sides were shocked, and then Zhang Heng saw Sherlock Holmes standing outside the door, he was gesticulating, as if asking the people inside to help open the door.

However, the two barbers looked at each other, and no one moved.

Holmes, who was outside the door, shrugged his shoulders and took his own hand, picked up his cane and smashed the glass on a door, and then reached in with his right hand and fumbled for the deadbolt inside.

A barber saw that the situation was not good, and rushed over with a knife. Sherlock Holmes didn't retract his hand, but when the other party was about to rush in front of him, he suddenly took out his cane with his other hand, hooked the opponent's neck, and with a force, the guy's head hit the door directly.

Then Holmes opened the door easily and walked in, he propped his cane on the ground, and asked Zhang Heng and the rest of the people, "Sorry, did I disturb you?" ”

"One thing, I thought you would be in the carriage to the police station right now." Zhang Heng wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Ha, the hand you left me there to run away with is indeed beautiful, but fortunately the doorman of the theater knows me, and the deputy chief of police in the other box can also testify to me." "So here I ambush," said Holmes, "and by the way, if you were willing to stay a little longer at the time, you would have heard my warning, the guy disguised as a waiter was a Prussian, and the Prussians in London happened to be very fond of huddles, so it was no accident that you were ambushed, and you should avoid Prussian-crowded places when chasing." ”

After Holmes finished speaking, he looked around, saw the Prussian barbers staggering at his feet, and said, "However, I must admit that I was quite surprised by this result, I know you can fight, but I don't know how far you can fight." ”

After saying that, he suddenly quickly swung out the cane in his hand and struck the only barber who could still stand, who wanted to escape, but the lower abdomen that was hit by this blow also fell to the ground.

"No thanks."

"Is your neck better?" Zhang Heng asked.

"It's not very good, I don't know, when this thing is over, I'm probably going to go to the clinic for a check-up." Holmes's mood at the mention of his neck also became very bad, and he rubbed the red area, "Is that guy still in there?" ”

"I don't think so, otherwise I wouldn't have been a one-on-seven just now, but a one-on-eight."

Holmes heard this and walked to the door of the back room, pushed it open, and sure enough, the window was open.

"Well, we're not without success this time, but at least we can answer your second question."

"Huh?"

"Aren't you curious about how this Mr. M knows the secret behind the Viscount's oil painting," Sherlock Holmes touched his chin, "After this incident, I am more and more convinced that this Mr. M is not acting alone, since he has people who help him run errands, there will naturally be people who help him collect intelligence, we are afraid that what we have to face this time is not a person, but a criminal gang, they have a clear division of labor, some people are responsible for finding out information, some are responsible for stepping on points, and some are responsible for buying people around the target, And our Mr. M is the leader, he just needs to do the overall planning and planning work. ”

Sherlock Holmes said as he watched Zhang Heng pick up the crumpled dress that had been trampled on the ground, "Where are you going?" ”

"Go back to the theater and finish the opera." Zhang Heng shook and put the dress on his body again, "Anyway, the ticket was given to me by someone else, it would be too rude to leave the venue halfway without reading it, oh and," Zhang Heng walked to the door and stopped, "Don't thank you for saving your life before." ”

"I thought you had forgotten about that." Sherlock Holmes Road.

"It's not easy to forget that you've been choked by the neck and have a tomato-like face." Zhang Heng waved his hand, "I'm leaving, I'll leave the matter here to you, I didn't kill you, they are all just skin injuries." ”

"Well, that female lead singer is indeed beautiful, I hope you will not be fascinated by her and affect our next actions, my dear friend of the East." Holmes said with a worried face.