Chapter 27 The Last Suspect

Sickert's guilty plea was very good.

Anyway, there is no chance of getting rid of the crime, so it is better to be straightforward and strive for a secret execution, so as to leave a mysterious and humble image of a gentleman in the heart of the goddess Godwin.

"Albert once told me that when he learned that the woman named Martha had been killed, he immediately took action. According to the agreement, he punished Kelly in the most extreme way, and then wrote a letter to the police station."

At the same time, the rustle of writing sounded.

[The Jack the Ripper case is an organized murder with at least two members, and the mastermind is suspected to be Albert Victor]

Lu Li put down his pen, closed his notepad, and turned to Mr. Lasker, "I don't have any doubts anymore. Is there anything else you need to ask Sickert?"

Whether he can go to the Palace of the Prince of Wales and interrogate the heir to the royal family depends on whether George Lasker is strong.

Therefore, Lu Li felt that it would be better for him to respect the tool person beside him.

The influence of the royal family cannot be underestimated. Queen Victoria, who has reigned for fifty-one years, is not a mascot.

Thinking of this, George decided to ask again: "Sicker, when did you meet the crown prince?"

"The year before last, at a literary salon held by Sir Wisgail, he wrote a poem that was very appetizing to me, so after the dinner was over, we found a place to have a few drinks alone."

Painter, poet.

Two neurotic lunatics get together, what can they talk about? Lu Li could think of the answer with his toes.

"I hope you are telling the truth. Come with me to the Golden Goose Mansion."

At this time, George suddenly didn't play his cards as planned. According to the original plan, after they collected the evidence, they would send the suspect to the Whitechapel District Police Station and hand it over to Scotland Yard for custody.

Are you worried about something?

Sure enough, seeing Lu Li and Duke focus on him, George explained in a low voice, "If this guy didn't lie, I'm worried that he won't have a chance to survive to the next day after he goes to Whitehall Street."

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 never get away with it.

"However, the Civil Guard is a civil organization after all."

Speaking of this, Duke, who was playing soy sauce most of the time, lowered his voice and added: "You know, what we did just now was an illegal interrogation. If you don't hand it over to the police, how can you enter the judicial process?"

"After sending this guy back to the mansion, I will visit some old friends and find a way to let the military take over the case." Mr. Lasker replied without hesitation.

Put on your own?

Really good idea.

Lu Li nodded and suggested, "George, take Sickert and the evidence back first, and I'm going to talk to Aaron Kosminski."

"What's suspicious about that refugee? Don't think too much about it, go and have a rest."

"Both of us haven't closed our eyes for almost two days and two nights. If we die suddenly, there is no place to cry."

Duke thinks the matter is already clear. The main criminal, Albert Victor, and the accomplice, Walter Segal, are involved. As for whether other people are involved, they will know when the main criminal is caught, so there is no need to waste any more time.

"I don't feel at ease if I don't interrogate all the suspects." Sensing that Duke was still worried about him, Lu Li assured him, "I'll go to the mansion to find you within two hours at most."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to think of something: "By the way, how did the inspection of the two corpses go? Have the cause of death and age been determined?"

"Presumably at this time, Mr. Doyle has finished writing the autopsy report. In fact, there is no need to worry about these trivial matters to him."

George Lasker helped Sickert into the carriage, heard the two discussing the case, and interjected.

A few minutes later, two carriages drove in opposite directions.

The coachman holding the Winchester once gave Lu Li a very reliable feeling, so he decided to ask this guy to go with him.

Lawrence...

On the streets intertwined with lights and fog, the horses took small steps. The speed was not very fast, but it was very stable, and the people sitting in the carriage did not have to endure the pain of bumps.

However, the stench from the sewer mouth is really distressing, and it also means that they have entered the slums of the Whitechapel district.

Lu Li lifted his collar up, excited after solving the case, and continued to think about the case:

Frankly speaking, if Sickert hadn't personally identified and presented the correspondence, he would never have thought that the recognized heir to the royal family would actually kill Liu Ying.

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 select the wandering warblers who have given birth?

He always believes that if the victim chosen by the murderer has a certain specific image, then this image is definitely someone who subverts the murderer's values.

The painter Sickert is a good example. He transformed his hatred for his mother into a murderous intent for those who drowned children.

But Albert was different.

His mother has a good reputation in the upper class, and he has a noble status, and he is surrounded by reliable and loyal servants.

In other words, who would dare to abuse Queen Victoria's eldest grandson?

Therefore, growing up in such a superior environment, what reason does this guy have to look crooked.

"Mr. Detective, the murderer has been caught, why do you still look distressed?"

The coachman waved his whip and asked casually.

"I can't figure out some places..."

Lu Li hesitated to speak, he didn't think that a coachman could have any good opinions worthy of praise.

"In our country, there is a saying: Not all dogs are suitable for hunting."

The coachman shrugged, and said: "You have already proved your ability, the next thing, just leave it to my master, why bother yourself."

The words fell.

Lu Li fell silent.

Today, he seems to be a little dazed, and he regards himself as an omnipotent superman. In fact, he is just a detective - investigating the murderer is his job.

As for whether the criminals can be brought to justice, it is up to the prosecutors and judges.

"That's right, after meeting the last suspect, give yourself a vacation."

"I suggest you go hunting in the suburbs, the air there is ten thousand times better than that in London..."

During the chat, the carriage stopped.

Lu Li went to the front of the house and rang 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 on the right side of the door, there was already a coat hanging on the coat rack reserved for visitors.

Perhaps the suspect has other guests to entertain tonight?