Chapter 19 The Suspect (1)

The strong smell of blood lingered in the nostrils, and the entire mansion was silent.

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

The dearest friend of the citizens of London?

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

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

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

Reminiscent of the prayers read before the meal and the sumptuous dishes around it, one can’t help but recall Jack the Ripper’s other claim—from hell.

"Death to him! Death to him!"

At this time, Mr. Lasker, who valued his reputation the most, let out a low growl. I don't know whether it was because of shame or anger. His ten fingers sank deep into his hair, and he grabbed hard, his demeanor no longer as calm as before.

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

"Gentlemen, go and find out who that thug is."

As he said that, Conan Doyle cast his eyes on Lu Li, implying that the meal would not be finished.

Duke also set his sights on Lu Li, waiting for him to make a decision.

"Mr. Lasker... I don't think there is anything more comforting and shameful than catching the murderer."

Seeing this, Lu Li took the initiative to break the embarrassment, and stepped forward to pat George on the shoulder. Other than that, he didn't do anything else. After all, everyone is an adult. If you don't even have the ability to bear this, then you should disband the Civil Self-Defense Force as soon as possible and buy a boat ticket to the United States.

After a while, George Lasker also gradually calmed down. He didn't want to lose his mind, which would only make the situation worse, but the little gift sent by the murderer shrouded his heart like a haze.

"ok, I get it."

"Where should we go first, visit and investigate according to the list, or look for the murder scene?"

Hearing this, Lu Li replied in a deep voice: "In order to improve efficiency, why not divide into two teams, one team searches for the dead and conducts an on-site autopsy."

As he said that, Lu Li turned his head to look at Duke and Conan Doyle. Both of them are doctors, and everyone knows how good Mr. Doyle's reasoning ability is.

Detective + Forensic

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

"At the same time, according to the information collected in the afternoon, another team came to investigate one by one. Moreover, at this point in time, it is time for dinner, and people usually don't run around."

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

Lu Li confidently arranged everything. He had a premonition in his heart that he was getting closer to the truth.

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

George had to admit that he was specialized in surgery. Now, he, who was determined to catch the murderer, nodded and agreed without hesitation: "This is your plan? If so, it's as you wish."

"However, I want to go with you and bring my civil secretary, Ka Linnai."

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 was probably Ka Linnai.

Although this guy was wearing tortoiseshell glasses, he didn't look weak at all. His height of nearly two meters was full of intimidation, and his broad shoulders made him think of a muscular monster.

The guest is up to the owner.

What's more, Lu Li felt that this person was very reliable, as long as he stood there, he didn't need to speak at all, and he could deter bad guys.

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

After saying that, George Lasker walked to the wall, took down one of the spears, and threw it to Lu Li.

Start slightly.

There is an exquisite accessory box on the rear of the rifle, and 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 in the Civil War, its reputation was second only to the President of the United States. You should know how to use it?"

George's questioning sound came from his ear.

And Lu Li nodded hastily. As a detective, of course he has touched a gun and has a firearms certificate. However, since the time travel, his revolver has disappeared.

Come to think of it, 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 gun used on the battlefield be brought to the street?"

Lu Li was a little hesitant. Even if Scotland Yard did nothing, it would not allow detectives to break into other people's homes with rifles for questioning.

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

It seems that Mr. Lasker's way is very wild.

Then contact the passers-by before, and keep talking about "a few friends of my congressmen" and "the chief executive of the impeachment criminal investigation department". I am afraid that he has inextricable connections with some big shots.

seven o'clock in the evening.

A carriage set off from the Golden Goose Mansion to various areas in East London.

Lu Li sat in the spacious carriage, frowning as he listened to Lin Nai talking about the list of suspects.

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

"Albert Victor, Walter Segal, Aaron Kosminski."

"Albert is the eldest grandson of Queen Victoria. He owns a large amount of real estate in the Whitechapel area and often haunts East London. Moreover, it has been rumored in the circle that the eldest grandson of the emperor suffers from secondary syphilis, which is likely to be from the wandering warbler. ..."

Linnai said while looking at his master, as if asking if he wanted to continue talking.

"Correct me, it's not gossip, it's a fact, you go on."

However, George didn't show any mercy to the royal family, and directly broke the explosive news, which shocked Lu Li to call Lu Ziye in his heart.

"OK."

"Her Majesty has said in public that the heir is less than 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 some refugees who can't see the disease. When he participated in the art salon a few days ago, he even made a song. Poetry, the content is bloody, dark, and it can even be said that it is not on the table."

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