The strong smell of blood lingered in his nose, and the whole mansion was silent.
When violence rises to the level of art, the murderer cannot be called a human being.
Londoners’ dearest friend?
There is no doubt that Jack the Ripper lost even the most basic sense of shame.
Previously, Lu Li had always thought that sending homeless people to deliver letters of provocation to the police station was unheard of and extremely arrogant.
However, what was placed in front of him made him feel that his world view had reached a new breakthrough.
Thinking of the prayers recited before the meal and the sumptuous dishes around them, one can’t help but recall Jack the Ripper’s other self-proclaimed name - from hell.
"Give him death! Give him death!"
At this time, Mr. Lasker, who valued reputation most, let out a low growl. Whether it was because of shame or anger, his fingers sank deeply into his hair and he grasped it hard. His demeanor was no longer as calm as before.
Now, George has only one thought: find the mouse hiding in the dark and give him death!
"Gentlemen, let's go find out who that thug is now."
As he said this, Conan Doyle turned his attention to Lu Li, implying that he couldn't finish this meal.
Duke also set his sights on Lu Li, waiting for him to make a decision.
"Mr. Lasker... I think there is nothing more comforting and more shameful than catching the murderer."
Seeing this, Lu Li took the initiative to break the awkwardness and stepped forward to pat George on the shoulder. Other than that, he made no other moves. After all, we are all adults. If you don't even have the ability to bear this, then you should disband the Citizen's Self-Defense Force as soon as possible and buy a ticket to the United States.
After a while, George Lasker gradually calmed down. He didn't want to lose his mind, which would only make the situation worse, but the small gift sent by the murderer shrouded his mind like a haze.
"ok, I get it."
"Where should we go first? Follow the list and investigate, or search for the murder scene?"
Hearing this, Lu Li replied in a deep voice: "In order to improve efficiency, it is better to divide into two teams. One team will search for the deceased and conduct an on-site autopsy."
As he spoke, Lu Li turned his head and looked at Duke and Conan Doyle. Both of them were doctors, and Mr. Doyle's reasoning ability was well known to everyone.
Detective + Forensic
This combination is definitely a nightmare for 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 time, it is dinner time, and people usually don't run around."
"Of course, the number of people in this group does not need to be too large. Three or four people are enough. I will lead the team."
Lu Li arranged everything confidently, and he had a hunch in his heart that he was getting closer to the truth.
If everything goes well, perhaps the murderer's extremely smelly mask will be unveiled tonight.
George must admit that there are specialties in the art. Now, he wanted to catch the murderer. Without any hesitation, he nodded directly and agreed: "Is this your plan? In that case, as you wish."
"However, I would like to accompany you and take with me my civil secretary, Carl Linnaeus."
After he finished speaking, Lu Li noticed that there was a man standing at the entrance of the restaurant. One he had seen before was George's assistant, and the other man should be Carl Linnaeus.
Although this guy wears tortoiseshell glasses, he doesn't look weak at all. His height of nearly two meters is full of intimidation, and his broad shoulders make him think of a muscular monster.
Guests do as they please.
What's more, Lu Li felt that this person was very reliable. As long as he stood there, he could scare away the bad guys without saying a word.
"If there are no objections, let's go each other's way. Ken, bring over the list of suspects, and then take Mr. Doyle and the professor to join the main force."
After saying this, George Lasker walked to the wall frame, took off one of the spears, and threw it to Lu Li.
Slightly heavy to start with.
There is an exquisite accessory box on the rear of the rifle, but ordinary military models generally do not have this device. In memory, rifles with accessory boxes often belong to snipers, pioneers and wealthy foreign collectors.
"The Springfield M1855 rifle is one of my favorite collections. It is said that during the Civil War, its reputation was perhaps second only to that of the President of the United States. You should be able to use it, right?"
George's questioning voice came to his ears.
Lu Li nodded hastily. As a detective, of course he had touched a gun and held a firearms license. However, his revolver had disappeared since he traveled through time.
Thinking about it, it must be some kind of restriction, right?
Otherwise, there is no way to explain why the original owner's gun mysteriously disappeared.
"However, can this type of firearm used on the battlefield be brought onto the street?"
Lu Li was a little hesitant. Even if Scotland Yard did nothing, they would not allow detectives to break into other people's homes with rifles and interrogate them.
However, George Lasker did not want to say more and said directly: "Don't worry about this, just get on your way."
From the looks of it, the path is probably quite wild.
Combined with what passers-by said before, as well as the fact that he kept talking about "several of my congressman friends" and "impeaching the cabinet", I am afraid that he is inextricably linked to some big bosses.
7 p.m.
Carriages departed from the Golden Goose Mansion and headed to various areas of East London.
Lu Li sat in the spacious carriage, frowning as he listened to Lin Nai talking about the suspect list.
"Due to time constraints, the informant only found possible suspects in the Whitechapel area. There were three guys in total."
"Albert Victor, Walter Siegel, and Aaron Kosminski."
"Albert is the eldest grandson of Queen Victoria. He owns a large amount of real estate in Whitechapel and often hangs out in East London. Moreover, it has been rumored in circles that the emperor's eldest grandson suffers from secondary syphilis, which is most likely from the wandering warbler. …”
As Linnai spoke, he looked at his master, as if asking if he wanted to continue.
"Correction, it's not gossip, it's facts. You go on."
However, George showed no mercy to the royal family and directly broke the breaking news. Lu Li was so shocked that he called Lu Ziye in his heart.
"OK."
"Her Majesty has said in public that the heir is not ideal and is withdrawn, fragile, 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 some refugees who cannot afford medical treatment. When he participated in the literary salon a few days ago, he even made a song The content of the poem is bloody, dark, and can even be said to be unacceptable."
After saying that, he turned to the second page of the document and continued to introduce the second suspect to Lu Li under the dim light of the portable lamp——
