Siegel's confession was very good.
Anyway, there is no chance of getting away with the crime, so it is better to be more cheerful and strive for a secret execution, leaving a mysterious and humble gentleman image in the heart of the goddess Godwin.
"Albert once told me that when he learned that the woman named Martha was killed, he immediately took action and punished Kelly in the most extreme way as agreed, and then wrote a letter to the police station."
At the same time, the rustling sound of writing sounded.
[The Jack the Ripper case is an organized killing with at least two members, and the mastermind is suspected to be Albert Victor]
Lu Li put down the pen, closed the notepad, and turned to look at Mr. Lasker: "I have no doubts anymore. Is there anything else you need to ask Sigurd?"
Whether he can go to the Prince of Wales's residence and interrogate the royal heir depends on whether George Lasker is capable.
Therefore, Lu Li felt that it would be better for him to respect the tool next to him.
The influence of the royal family cannot be underestimated. Queen Victoria, who reigned for fifty-one years, is no mascot.
Thinking of this, George decided to ask more carefully: "Sigur, when did you and the crown prince meet?"
"The year before last, at a literary salon held by Sir Visgel, he composed a poem that really appealed to my taste, so after the dinner, we found a place to have a few drinks alone."
Painter, poet.
What can two neurotic lunatics talk about when they get together? Lu Li could think of the answer with just his toes.
"I hope what you said is true. Come with me to the Golden Goose Mansion."
At this time, George suddenly went against the plan. According to the original plan, after they collected the evidence, they would send the suspect to the Whitechapel District Police Station and hand him over to Scotland Yard for custody.
Are you worried about something?
Sure enough, seeing Lu Li and Duke focusing on him, George explained in a low voice: "If this guy didn't lie, I'm worried that after he went to Whitehall Street, he wouldn't have a chance to survive until the next day."
At this moment, he has made up his mind that no matter what the identity of the murderer is, as long as he is involved in the serial murder case, he will not be able to get away with it.
"However, the Citizen's Self-Defense Force is, after all, a civil organization."
At this point, Duke, who had been busy most of the time, lowered his voice and added: "You know, what we just did was an illegal interrogation. If we don't hand it over to the police, how can we enter the judicial process?"
"After I send this guy back to the mansion, I will visit some old friends and try to find a way to get the Royal Army to take over the case." Mr. Lasker replied without hesitation.
Replace yourself with one of your own?
A good idea indeed.
Lu Li nodded and suggested: "George, you go back with Sigurd and the physical evidence first. I want to talk to Aaron Kosminski."
"What's suspicious about that refugee? Don't think too much and go take a rest."
"Both of us haven't slept for almost two days and two nights. If we die suddenly, there will be no place to cry."
Duke believed that the matter was already clear. The principal culprit was Albert Victor, and the accomplice Walter Siegel. As for whether anyone else was involved, they would know once they caught the principal culprit, so why waste any more time.
"I won't feel at ease if I don't interrogate all the suspects." Lu Li noticed that Duke was still worried about him and promised, "I will go to the mansion to find you in two hours at most."
After saying that, he seemed to remember something: "By the way, how is the investigation of the two corpses? Have the cause of death and age been determined?"
"Presumably by this time, Mr. Doyle had already finished writing the autopsy report. In fact, there is no need to worry about these small matters being left to him."
George Lasker helped Sickert into the carriage, heard the two discussing the case, and intervened.
A few minutes later, the two carriages went in opposite directions.
The driver with the Winchester gave Lu Li a very reliable feeling, so he thought he would ask this guy to go with him.
Xilulu...
On the street where lights and fog intersect, the horses take small steps. The speed is not very fast, but it is very smooth. People sitting in the carriage do not have to endure the pain of bumps.
However, the fishy smell emanating from the sewer outlet was really distressing, and it also meant that they had entered the slums of Whitechapel District.
Lu Li lifted up his collar and continued to think about the case with excitement after solving the case:
Frankly speaking, if Sigurd hadn't personally identified him and shown the correspondence, he would never have thought that the recognized heir to the royal family would actually kill Liu Ying.
They are obviously people from two worlds...
Well, Lu Li suddenly remembered that the prince had secondary syphilis, and was speechless for a while.
However, why should we specifically choose the wandering warbler who has given birth?
He always believed that if the victim chosen by the murderer had a certain specific image, then this image would definitely be someone who subverted the murderer's values.
The painter Sickert is a good example. He transformed his hatred for his mother into a murderous intention for the child who drowned.
However, Albert is different.
His mother has a good reputation in the upper class society, and he has a noble status and is surrounded by trustworthy and loyal servants.
In other words, who would dare abuse Queen Victoria’s eldest grandson?
However, growing up in such a superior environment, what reason does this guy have to grow crooked?
"Mr. Detective, the murderer has been caught, why do you still look distressed?"
The coachman waved his riding crop and asked casually.
"There are some things I can't figure out..."
Lu Li hesitated to speak. He didn't think that a coachman could have any good insights worthy of praise.
"In our country, there is a saying: Not all dogs are suitable for hunting."
The coachman shrugged and said, "You have proven your ability. Just leave the rest to my master. Why bother yourself?"
The words fell.
Lu Li fell silent.
Today, he seems to be a little crazy, thinking that he is an omnipotent superman. In fact, he is just a detective - investigating the murderer is his duty.
As for whether the villains can be brought to justice, it is the job of the prosecutors and judges.
"That's right. Once you see the last suspect, give yourself a break."
"I suggest you go hunting in the countryside. The air there is ten thousand times better than in London..."
During the chat, the carriage stopped.
Lu Li walked to the front of the house and knocked the bell. After a while, an old woman with gray hair opened the door.
"Sir, it's so late, who are you looking for?"
"Aaron Kosminski."
Through the gap, Lu Li noticed that a coat was already hanging on the coat rack reserved for visitors on the right side of the door.
Perhaps the suspect has other guests to entertain tonight?
