บท 517: Same Starting Point

Zhang Heng returned to 221b Baker Street at four in the morning. It had been a peaceful and uneventful night at Whitechapel, and the only real bother were a few drunks fighting in the alley behind the pub. As soon as the police arrived, everyone disappeared from the street except for the wasted ones, to sloshed to even wake up. Nothing else happened after that.

After sending Naomi back to her place, he headed home to bed. At seven o'clock, three hours later, his eyes flipped open.

As he walked out of his room, where Holmes, as usual, had already finished breakfast and was smoking his pipe, flipping through the day's newspapers.

"Good morning."

"Morning."

Zhang Heng sat down at his usual seat, rang the bell, and waited for Mrs. Hudson to bring his breakfast to the table.