Chapter 26 Confession

In the apartment, the conversation continued.

And Sickert didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end, he kept avoiding Lu Li's gaze.

In Duke's view, these actions all represent acquiescence. The homicides that occurred in three consecutive nights were completed by three villains.

And organized crime, or one after another imitation, has become the most important thing to figure out at present.

Unfortunately, Lu Li was not in a hurry to find out these things, because he knew that as long as the suspect didn't speak, there would be no progress.

"Sir, I have always believed that there is no hatred for no reason. What caused you to cast your eyes on those wandering warblers with original sin?"

"So it's back to square one."

In fact, this was the first time in Lu Li's life that he tried to break through someone's inner defense. Although he was sure, he still didn't dare to take it lightly. After all, the person sitting opposite was a psychopath.

"What did your mother do to make you so disgusted with those wandering warblers who have given birth, not only to kill, but also to destroy the corpses..."

"Shut up!"

At this moment, hearing people talking about that woman again, Sickert roared loudly, the blue tendons on his neck burst out, and the blood that was finally stopped gushed out again.

"I said last night that I kill because I like to kill, and it has nothing to do with her!"

At this time, the door was pushed open, and Mr. Lasker walked to Lu Li's side, whispered a few words, and after getting approval, handed a delicate letter to Sickert.

"Be quiet. The old lady who lives next door came here just now. This evening, a letter with the wrong address was sent to her home. The addressee is you."

It's a pity that Sickert has already lost his mind. He put his head in his hands, as if doing so can shield everything from the outside world, while George, who was standing aside, felt that if this guy had a knife in his hand, he would most likely kill himself.

Thinking of this, he whispered: "It comes from the other side of the ocean, an invitation letter, I think, should be very important to you."

The words fell, and the letter was taken away.

Sickert stared at the manuscript of the letter that had already been read by others, and whispered: "Why, it was delivered so late..."

The face gradually collapsed.

Previously, Lu Li thought that this man would only vent his pain and resentment like a beast. Until now, tears overflowed from his eyes. He tried to stand up, but he couldn't stand upright. He sat on the ground with his back shaking violently.

According to Mr. Lasker, this is a wedding invitation letter. A painter named Whistler is about to marry Ms. Godwin. He hopes that Sickert can arrive in San Francisco before the 25th of this month.

"Why didn't you send it sooner! This is all nonsense! What are you talking about...fake...nonsense..."

Sig murmured like a dream.

Wedding invitations, bachelors, homicides.

The combination of the three is a vulgar but real story.

Up to now, the causal chain has been completed.

Lu Li didn't need to figure out what that mother did to Sickert, but she did ruin the young artist.

For the next period of time, no one bothered him.

And ten minutes later.

"Sir, at this point, I hope you can keep your promise and give me a face."

Perhaps because of untie the knot, or because of other reasons, Sickert finally expressed his willingness to plead guilty and cooperate.

Hearing this, Lu Li turned his head to look at Mr. Lasker who had gone and returned, he nodded, and replied solemnly: "If you explain everything, I can entrust a friend to lead you to the closed court , and even applied for secret executions.”

"Um."

"Last night around seven o'clock I killed Mary Carey in the next bedroom. She came to me as a model last year."

"Because of this, Mary didn't have any defenses when she did it. Of course, she didn't suffer much..."

Lu Li sat silently, listening carefully to Sickert's description of the crime process and the key evidence that hadn't been destroyed in time.

——A few strands of hair kept as souvenirs

——The copper ring bought by the deceased when he was engaged to his ex-husband

- marks on the floor

—Two portraits of the dead

——The tools of crime: ropes, knives, unswept carriages

As for whether these things really exist, Duke has verified them halfway through, and the evidence is so strong that even if he goes to court, the lawyers want to defend his innocence, but they can't find a chance.

Therefore, Lu Li breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "Then, Mr. Sigel, why did you mislead us?"

"Did you go to the scene where Martha was killed, or did you have contact with other murderers?"

Although there were descriptions of the burial site in the newspapers, most of them were speculative, and the other small part was also half-truths and half-false news.

After all, Scotland Yard has never released the survey records to all walks of life, and no matter how imaginative the painter Sickert is, it is impossible to imitate it to this extent.

"On the morning of the incident, I happened to be walking past the morgue and was attracted by the crowd. While watching outside the blockade, I met another police officer named Charles. Out of curiosity, I asked him to enter the scene together to watch Request to see."

Hearing this answer, Lu Li was not surprised. Given that the artist is a celebrity, there must be idiots in Scotland Yard who would agree.

Officer Charles, the name has been given, the confession should be basically true, so Lu Li asked, "What about the two murders tonight, you must know the murderer, let's talk about it."

Last night, the provocative letter sent by Sickert declared that he would kill two more people tonight, and he couldn't fulfill his promise while staying at home.

But strangely, two of the victims did die before seven o'clock in the evening.

Not far away, George Lasker leaned against the wall pretending to be relaxed, but the tense brows and lips, and the behavior of touching the handle of the gun all showed that he was not at peace.

"Albert Victor."

"who?"

"His Royal Highness Prince Albert Victor of Wales."

Sigel spoke resolutely and said the title of the co-conspirator. There is only one Prince of Wales in the whole world, so there will be absolutely no slip of the tongue.

"Are you sure it's the royal family?"

The stakes were too high for Mr. Lasker to be careless, so he decided to ask again.

"That's right, there are letters between me and him in the bedroom drawer. Through these things, you can completely lift the fig leaf of the royal family."

In exchange for a decent death, Sickert can now be said to know everything and say everything.

As for Duke and Lu Li, they are just passers-by, and they don't have to worry about the majesty of the royal family at all.

Because of this, Lu Li was stunned for a while, and asked directly: "The last question, I want to know when you committed the crime, whether it was a long-term conspiracy, or a temporary idea."

Entering the final stage, the coding is relatively difficult, and two more changes will continue tomorrow.

ps. Regarding the next copy, there are two options: Ice Age Survival (before the Younger Dryas event), or, Market Garden Project.

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