Chapter 572

"The only lesson humans learn from history is that humans don't learn from history."

"Only if there is a bloody incident that shocks the world and makes the management feel pain and fear, the situation of the poor can be improved."

Duke didn't want to dwell on this issue, and with Holmes by his side, some words were inappropriate to say.

Therefore, after he said the above two sentences, he immediately changed the subject and said: "We found key evidence, but it's strange, it looks like something left to us by the murderer on purpose."

"provocative?"

Lu Li pressed his mind, turned his attention back to the case, and thought of the entrance exam.

At that time, Jack the Ripper was afraid that others would not know his identity, so he sent a malicious letter, telling the police that he would commit another crime next time.

Most importantly, there was evidence on the letter, a blood-red trace, which became the key evidence against the painter Sickert.

"should be."

Holmes understands this kind of morbid psychology very well, and deliberately leaves evidence to the police, wanting to play a game of cat and mouse.

At the same time, a word flashed through Lu's mind: histrionic personality disorder.

If the suspect is an individual or a small group, then they must be in a bad situation. They are ordinary and ordinary, but they are extremely fanatical.

Of course, it is also possible that the childhood was not very happy, and it can even be said that it was abused.

Can……

The perpetrators are likely to come from paganism, a group of fanatical believers, and it is difficult to reason with conventional logic.

Just as he was thinking, Lu Li opened the evidence bag.

He felt that this was a book when he first started to read it, but now that he looked at it, it was as expected.

[July 3rd: I bought a boat ticket to London and decided to leave this sad place. Before leaving, I placed a heart-shaped stone in front of his grave to commemorate the love I had had.]

[July 6th: If it wasn’t for the dense fog and rain that persisted all day long, I think I’d be naughty and try to forget my sadness... By the way, his distant cousin Jerry came here to visit, he’s a handsome guy]

[September 2: This is my third week with Jerry’s little cousin, and I visited Hyde Park with him]

[September 16: At the salon organized by Mrs. Akers, I met some lively newcomers, whose faces are more attractive than Jerry's]

[September 17: I spent a very pleasant night with the boys I met yesterday. Actually, there are not many, just three, but these three poor boys are really rare boys!

Absolutely.

But if you want to be gentle and amiable, you have to belong to Jerry’s little cousin. Although I feel a little guilty, I enjoy this feeling]

As the pages turned, Lu Li's face became more and more strange.

What is the murderer's intention in leaving this diary?

Was it to tell investigators that the victim was a well-deserved whore, or something.

[September 23: My little cousin found out about this, he didn’t make any noise, let alone leave, he just said that he wanted to buy a property in Westminster, so that I could go there when I missed him, but he had it in his pocket Shy, about three thousand pounds, not too much...]

[September 26: Mrs. Ivans held a dinner party and met two playboys. My ancestors were once rich. I paid a high price for the joy, but it was worth it for such a lively boy]

Before he knew it, Lu Li had turned to the middle of the diary, which was also the last page with handwriting on it.

[October 2: Mrs. Akers said that she was going to have fun in Whitechapel area, there are many cute boys there, I am a little moved...]

Intention?

In the end, the wave was targeted by paganism and became a sacrifice to sacrifice to evil gods.

Lu Li checked the diary carefully. Apart from the fact that the cover was slightly damp, there was nothing special about it, including the smell.

There is only a faint smell of powder and powder on it, as well as the peculiar stench of the soil in the Whitechapel area.

"Now it seems that the goal of paganism is clear. They hate, no, they need to kill women with unclean lives and use them as ritual sacrifices."

Lu Li felt that it was inappropriate to use a word like "disgust" with strong personal feelings, and it might be more appropriate to change it to "need".

As he spoke, he passed on the latest news from the Scotland Yard headquarters while the two were away.

After a while, Holmes agreed with Lu Li's statement that the heretics were obviously carrying out organized and premeditated killings.

Otherwise, they don't need to go to such lengths to single out one type of people to attack.

"It always feels like the ceremony is entering its final stages."

Looking at the diary in Lu Li's hand, Duke couldn't help reminding, "This corpse is different from the previous ones. Although most of the skin and muscles of the body were destroyed, the face was spared."

A sketch was handed over by the policeman.

About thirty years old, flaxen curly hair, eyes round and round, as if dying.

"That organization has sensed that someone is investigating and left clues on purpose."

"Does this mean that they are about to achieve their goals, and they can't help but want to scream..."

The statement may not be appropriate, but Duke does feel that the organization's approach is very similar to that of a villain, deliberately leaving some clues, especially after referring to the previous examples, it can't help but create a sense of urgency.

Decent death is due to not making up the knife.

And the villain died of talking too much.

Thinking of this, Lu Li said in a deep voice, "Let's investigate along this line."

"The facial features are well preserved, widowed, and very rich. He has just been in London for a few months, and his social circle has also been clarified in the diary. It will not take long to find out his identity."

"In addition, pay more attention to Mrs. Akers and Mrs. Ivans. Being able to play with this woman, and even take her to play, the style of life must be unimaginable."

The last sentence was for Officer Wensley. He came back and returned without success, but the search team did not withdraw. Several police chiefs escorted the important witness and suspect Katie, and they were still searching along the canal.

After a quick review of the diary in a few minutes, Wensley's expression became extremely complicated, and his words turned into a sigh.

"After all, there is something to gain."

"Since the murderer has given the opportunity, we must seize it."

After the words fell, the young and promising police officer seemed to have forgotten his fatigue, and he immediately organized manpower to investigate.

Due to the insufficient number of police officers in the Whitechapel area and the distance from Westminster Abbey, the agents of the General Administration were responsible for running the errands.

At this moment, what Lu Li could think of and act on was protection.

Mrs Acres.

Mrs Evans.

To be honest, the degree of their debauchery in reality is absolutely jaw-dropping. Even if the upper class circle has its own dirty attributes, those two must be among the best.

"If the pagan religion doesn't attack these two ladies, it's really hard to justify." Duke said frankly without shy away.

"So, after confirming their specific addresses, let's live nearby and keep in touch with the police station by phone."