After reading this provocative letter, Lu Li's first reaction was——
Where is the new murder scene?
It is indeed the infamous Jack the Ripper!
What is his relationship with the homeless man?
For a while, many thoughts swirled in Lu Li's mind, giving him a headache. It wasn't until Wensley reminded him that he came back to his senses.
"Mr. Detective, what is mentioned in the letter?"
"...A handwritten letter from the murderer. He claimed that he had killed another wandering warbler not long ago."
"ah?"
Wensley frowned and reached out to take away the letter. As his eyes moved downward, his expression became more solemn. Finally, he cursed in a low voice: "Bipedal beast!"
At this time, the rapid sound of horse hooves came, successfully diverting attention.
Looking up, a carriage appeared in everyone's sight.
Soon, two dusty men walked into the foyer. One was wearing a police uniform, and the other was someone Lu Li had met before.
"Dear police officers, I am Duke, professor of medicine at King's School. The autopsy results have come out. The deceased was between 40 and 42 years old. The fatal injury was in the neck..."
On the way here, Duke had foreseen various possible situations, such as the police not believing this advanced forensic theory, or the police identifying the murderer in advance, and he also thought of countermeasures.
Now, all plans were interrupted because he saw a familiar person among the police officers.
"Lu Li, why are you here?"
It is definitely a joy to meet someone you know in a foreign country, no, in a different time and space, so Duke said this sentence almost subconsciously.
"Like you, here by invitation."
Lu Li nodded towards him without showing too much enthusiasm. After all, they were in the police station and it would be difficult to answer if others asked.
"Do you two know each other?"
Wensley felt quite surprised. Later in the afternoon, the detective asked him whether Professor Duke was also from the Far East. Logically speaking, there should be no connection between the two.
Having an out-of-touch personality doesn't mean that you can't distinguish between urgent and serious matters. At this time, Duke also reacted. He pretended to be calm and explained: "We met once by chance a few years ago, but we never contacted him again."
"So that's it."
Wensley nodded and quickly brought the topic back to the topic: "However, the most urgent thing now is to find the deceased. I will go to the inspector's office first and request more police to search the murder scene."
As soon as he finished speaking, he trotted away with the letter from the murderer, while the police officers gathered in the foyer dispersed to look for their rain gear.
Seeing that Duke was still confused, Lu Li walked over and explained a few words in a low voice.
"Jack the Ripper?"
Not long after, the guy let out an exclamation, and immediately lowered his voice: "He is a legendary figure. If we can capture him, maybe we can get unexpected benefits and enter the so-called excellent class."
Let's... work together to solve the case?
After thinking for a while, Lu Li acquiesced to this statement. After all, a person's power is limited after all.
"Okay, Duke, what do you think this so-called exam is?"
While there was no one around, he decided to ask the question that had been hidden in his heart. In fact, it was not difficult to guess that the other thirty-nine people who came to this world also wanted to know the answer.
Because everything happens suddenly and no one has time to think.
"You were the calmest in the classroom back then. Why are you so timid now?"
After finding his companions, Duke's arrogant nature became more and more obvious.
However, after he put his arm around Lu Li's shoulder, he became serious again: "Just think of it as acting. We are acting students. Whatever script the director gives us, we just need to act seriously. There is no need to question it. Overthinking is not good."
In Duke's view, there is no solution to this problem. Instead of making random speculations, it is better to focus on the present.
"Acting? It's really similar. Your substitute identity is a medical professor, and I am a detective. It's just that there is no script. If you are not qualified, the contract will be terminated directly."
Lu Li smiled bitterly, feeling that the question he asked was pale and weak, but when he met someone who had the same experience, he asked it unconsciously.
At this time, Wensley pushed open the door of the office and hurriedly interrupted the conversation between the two: "Unfortunately, there is no time for the two of you to reminisce. Mr. Detective, please accompany us to search for the deceased."
Hearing this, Lu Li calmed down and said, "I suggest you bring Professor Duke with you. With him here..."
"Okay, get in the car quickly."
Wensley didn't even listen to the words and directly agreed. If the case did not make a breakthrough, he could even imagine that after the news was disclosed by various newspapers, Whitechapel District and Scotland Yard would be at the forefront of public opinion. .
In the drizzle of rain, four carriages drove separately at the intersection, patrolling the dark alleys and corners in the jurisdiction.
0:20 am.
Two groups of plainclothes police officers escorted the suspects to the empty police station, where Mr. Inspector interrogated them in person.
"Do you know Martha Tablian?"
The two people's hearts trembled, and one of them blurted out and asked: "What happened to her?"
"I'm asking you a question!"
The middle-aged inspector wearing a two-star epaulette has a serious look in his eyes.
"know……"
The person who spoke took the initiative had a low voice, while the other person remained silent.
Seeing this, the inspector put his mind to it and decided to interrogate the person who had the tendency to cooperate first.
"Your name is Charles Venn, right?"
"That's right...I..."
"Don't be nervous. I invite you here so late. There are some things I need to ask."
With that said, he turned to the plainclothes man and said, "Go bring three cups of hot coffee."
The attitude has softened a lot.
"Charles, where did you go last night? Stayed at home and slept, or went to have some fun."
"I……"
Seeing that he was still hesitating, an experienced plainclothes man scolded: "Martha Tabulian is dead. The prostitute at the brothel said that you had a dispute with her the day before yesterday and threatened to kill her!"
"It's not me!" Charles defended loudly, then took a deep breath and organized his words: "Yesterday, I was detained at the Thames District Police Station on suspicion of stealing coal. There should be records there. You can send someone there. Check.”
"You two go now."
Hearing what the suspect said, the inspector believed it a bit and pointed to the two plainclothes men and asked them to take a look.
"What about you, Kevin Rankin?"
The pair of gray-blue eyes turned to the silent man, and his tone was solemn: "Who can prove where you were last night?"
"I followed Nabichi with a knife last night!"
This guy's shocking words immediately calmed everyone down, and the two plainclothes men who were about to collect evidence also stopped in their tracks.
