The pleasant wine party did not last too long before it was interrupted by an uninvited guest. The uninvited guest was a tall man with a fair complexion and grayish-yellow hair. He frowned when he entered through the door. "
"Something bad has happened."
"You always come to me when you are in trouble. I'm not even surprised anymore." Holmes sat on the sofa, having no intention to deal with the uninvited guest right now. He wanted to introduce Zhang Heng to him first.
"Gregson, chief of Scotland Yard. I'm comparing him with his peers," he looked at Gregson again, "Zhang Heng, my mysterious and lovely new roommate from the far east. We are discussing people's handshape based on their professions. We are also trying to eliminate my treasured Port wine as well. Since you are here, would you like to have a glass with us?"
"I am afraid this is not a good time to drink," the inspector said, glancing at Zhang Heng at the same time.
