A Weird Theater That Started In London Chapter 19

　　 The strong smell of blood hovered in the nose, and the whole mansion was silent.

　　 When violence rises to the level of art, the murderer cannot be called a human being.

　　The dearest friend of the citizens of London?

　　 There is no doubt that Jack the Ripper has lost even the most basic shame.

　　 Previously, Lu Li had always thought that sending homeless men to the police station to send provocation books was unheard of and extremely arrogant.

　　 However, the things placed in front of him made him feel that his worldview has made a new breakthrough.

　　 Reminiscent of the prayers read before the meal, and the rich dishes beside him, can not help but recall Jack the Ripper another claim that he is from hell.

　　 "Death to him! Die to him!"

　　 At this time, Mr. Lasker, who valued fame the most, let out a low growl. Whether it was because of shame or anger, his fingers were deep in his hair, and he scratched hard, not as calm as before.

　　 Now, George has only one thought: find the mouse hiding in the dark and kill him!

　　 "Gentlemen, go find out who the thug is now."

　　 Talking, Conan Doyle cast his gaze on Lu Li, implying that the meal would not be finished.

　　 Duke also put his gaze on Lu Li, waiting for him to make a decision.

　　 "Mr. Lask...I think there is nothing more soothing and stigmatizing than catching a murderer."

　　 Seeing this, Lu Li took the initiative to break the embarrassment, and stepped forward and patted George on the shoulder. Apart from that, there was no other movement. After all, everyone is an adult. If you don't even have the ability to bear this point, you should disband the Civil Self-Defense Force as soon as possible and buy a ticket to the United States.

　　 In a short while, George Lask also gradually calmed down. He didn't want to lose his mind. This would only make the situation worse, but the small gift sent by the murderer shrouded his heart like a haze.

"ok, I get it."

　　 "Where to go first, follow the list to visit and investigate, or look for the scene of the murder?"

　　 Hearing the words, Lu Li replied in a deep voice: "In order to improve efficiency, it is better to divide into two teams, one team to search for the dead and conduct an on-site autopsy."

　　 As he said, Lu Li tilted his head to look at Duke and Conan Doyle. They are both doctors, and everyone knows what Mr. Doyle's reasoning ability is.

　　Detective + Forensic

　　 This combination is definitely a nightmare in the hearts of all criminals.

　　 "At the same time, another team came to investigate one by one based on the information collected in the afternoon. Moreover, at this point in time, people usually don't run around during dinner."

　　 "Of course, the number of people in this group does not need to be too many, three or four people are enough, I will lead the team."

　　 Lu Li arranged everything confidently. There was a hunch in his heart that he was getting closer and closer to the truth.

　　If all goes well, perhaps, tonight the murderer's smelly mask will be unveiled.

　　George must admit that he specializes in surgery. Now, he who wants to catch the murderer, without hesitation, he nodded and agreed: "This is your plan? In that case, as you wish."

　　 "However, I want to accompany you and bring my civilian secretary, Carlinnaeus."

　　 After he finished speaking, Lu Li noticed that there were two men standing at the entrance of the restaurant. One he had seen before was George's assistant, and the other should be Ka Linnaeus.

　　Although this guy is wearing tortoiseshell glasses, he does not look weak at all. The height of nearly two meters is full of deterrence, and his generous shoulders make him think of muscular monsters.

　　 The guest does whatever the host.

　　 What's more, Lu Li thinks this person is very reliable, as long as he stops there, he doesn't need to speak at all to deter the unruly.

　　 "If there is no objection, let's go separately, Ken, you take the list of suspects, and then take Mr. Doyle and the professor to join the army."

　　The words fell, George Lask walked to the wall shelf, took off one of the spears, and threw it to Lu Li.

　　 Start sinking slightly.

　　 There is a beautiful accessory box behind the rifle, and ordinary military models generally do not have this device. In memory, rifles with accessory boxes are often snipers, pioneers, and wealthy foreign collectors.

　　 "The Springfield M1855 rifle is one of my favorite collections. It is said that in the Civil War, its reputation is second only to the President of the United States. You should know how to use it?"

　　 George's questioning sound came in his ear.

　　 And Lu Li nodded hurriedly. As a detective, of course he has touched a gun and holds a firearm certificate, but since he crossed over, his revolver has disappeared.

　　Want to come, it should be some kind of restriction, right?

　　 Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why the original owner's gun disappeared mysteriously.

　　 "However, can this kind of firearm used on the battlefield be brought to the streets?"

　　 Lu Li hesitated a little, even if Scotland Yard did not act, he would not allow detectives to carry a rifle into other people's homes for inquiries.

　　 However, George Lask didn't want to say more, and said directly: "Don't worry about this, let's go quickly."

　　 It looks like Mr. Lask has a wild road.

Contact the previous passerby's statement, UU reading www.uukānshu.com and open mouth is "a few friends of my parliament" and "the chief officer of the criminal investigation department of impeachment", I am afraid that there are inextricable links between him and some bigwigs. Link.

　　 Seven o'clock in the evening.

　　 A carriage departed from the Golden Goose Mansion and drove to various areas of East London.

　　 Lu Li sat in the spacious carriage, frowning as he listened to Linnai's list of suspects.

　　 "Due to the urgency of time, the informant only found out possible suspects in the White Church area. There are three guys in total."

　　 "Albert Victor, Walter Seager, and Aaron Kosmisky."

"Albert is the eldest grandson of Queen Victoria. He owns a large number of properties in the Whitechapel District and frequents East London. Moreover, it has been circulating in circles that the eldest grandson is suffering from secondary syphilis, most likely from a migratory. …"

　　 Linnai said while looking at her master, as if asking if she wanted to continue.

　　 "Correct, it's not a gossip, but a fact, you continue to talk about it."

　　 However, George didn't show mercy to the royal family in the slightest, and directly broke out this smashing news, shocking Lu Li calling Lu Ziye in his heart.

"OK."

　　 "Her Majesty the Queen said in public that this heir is not ideal, withdrawn, vulnerable, sensitive, and neurotic."

"According to the information collected in the afternoon, Albert studied under the famous surgeon Kenneth Stephen. Therefore, he is good at medical skills and occasionally treats refugees who look down on the disease. When he attended a literary salon a few days ago, he also made a song. The poems are **** and dark in content, and it can even be said to be unattractive."

After 　　 finished, he turned to the second page of the document, and under the dim light of the portable lamp, he continued to introduce the second suspect to Lu Li—

Chapter end