Chapter 339 The Reshaping Man

The next morning, Scotland Yard in Westminster, London.

This building, which was usually quite quiet, still looked very deserted at this moment.

The originally narrow hall was even more empty, with only a dozen police officers busy with various paperwork.

Tobias Grayson, who had been promoted to the position of police inspector for some time, listened to the reports of police officers one after another. He was a little overwhelmed after attending a high-level meeting - the task of completing the investigation as soon as possible was really too heavy.

The huge city of London was only equipped with a few hundred police officers, which was simply unable to cope with the current tense situation.

The unknown explosion in the factory area last night caused a series of fires. Even in such cold weather, the fire still spread to most of the factory area in a short time, burning the properties of many taxpayers and tax evaders.

There must be something strange in this case - this fire only burned illegal small workshops and small businesses, but not factories with shares of nobles in the city - in addition to those illegal private small workshops, small businesses such as Bass Company, Nofi Company, and Hawke Company also suffered losses.

This can prove that there must be an unknown manipulator behind the fire!

After all, if it is really an uncontrolled natural fire, how could it deliberately avoid those factories with noble capital injections and only hurt those businessmen who have just escaped from the poor class? !

So with the help of the heavy snow in the early morning, the fire that burned for most of the night was extinguished.

The factory owners looked at the old noble assets that were still standing in the ruins, which were only slightly blackened, and their faces showed complicated expressions.

The crowd watching the fire was also enjoying the excitement, and they discussed in a very clever way how this fire was so clever that they even knew how to avoid the assets of the nobles... This must be because other factories did not prepare for firefighting. Only the nobles with a long history would think about things so far ahead, and even take all the safety precautions when opening a factory... Such a big picture view is really worth our reflection and learning! ! !

Hearing this series of conspiracy theories from the crowd, the faces of the victims' bosses became more and more ugly. They couldn't help but want to greet the bosses behind the surviving factories and discuss the origin of the fire. However, only the subordinates of the nobles who should have been buried in the tomb of history came to the scene, so they couldn't find a reasonable place to vent their anger.

So the angry factory owners organized the workers who lost their jobs and the women and children whose families were unfortunately buried in the sea of ​​fire, and attacked Scotland Yard together, protesting loudly and demanding that the police complete the investigation as soon as possible and give them a satisfactory answer.

After hearing about this, some compassionate and sympathetic members of the House of Lords immediately came to Scotland Yard and ordered the police to investigate the matter in public, and they must give an explanation to the citizens of London!

And Inspector Grayson not only had to face the orders of the suddenly benevolent members of the House of Lords, but also had to solve another case that had already been handed over as soon as possible - the serial murder case in East London.

The victims were all prostitutes that no one cared about. They all died in a tragic way, with their stomachs torn open like slaughtered livestock, but their arms were open like holy nuns.

Every time the tragic scene of the crime scene, the first witness could not help but hold the wall and vomit.

But most of the organs exposed to the cold air were intact, as if cutting the prostitute's belly with a blade was just the bad taste of the murderer with great experience in dissection.

Although the victims were just flesh workers without dignity and backing, there were too many witnesses.

Even the secret organization that cannot be called by name and can only be referred to as S.B. has no way to completely suppress the information of this series of tragedies from spreading gradually in the East London area through word of mouth.

Those idle East London citizens have begun to protest to Scotland Yard and demand the disclosure of investigation details - God knows these poor bastards don't even know what to eat for dinner tomorrow, how can they have the time to demand the arrest of the real murderer as soon as possible to protect their lives? ! Maybe before the real murderer is arrested and imprisoned, you poor bastards will have starved to death!

However, in order to maintain the reputation of public security management, Scotland Yard still had to set up a project to investigate the matter first, at least it had to send people to the surrounding area of ​​the incident to conduct interviews, and this took away the already insufficient manpower.

What really bothered Grayson was the recent illegal firearms private sale case - these weapons were produced by unknown private workshops, and the quality was not mentioned for the time being, but the price was as low as a kitchen knife.

Since gang members can use more professional and effective guns to kill people, why bother swinging kitchen knives to chop people?

Scotland Yard once organized an investigation of large and small weapon arsenals to check whether there were any guns missing - but nothing was found. These arsenals have strict control processes for their own products, and they certainly cannot sell them to the market casually. Moreover, if they sell them at the low price of this batch of unknown guns on the market, wouldn’t they lose money?

They also communicated privately with the leaders of those big gangs - but still found nothing. The Burton Brothers Gang also sent people to inquire about the source of this batch of guns, but the final results were almost the same - the investigation members disappeared and their whereabouts were unknown.

Faced with such a difficult case, Grayson finally assigned the heavy responsibility of the investigation to Detective Douglas, who had a very bad relationship with his colleagues in the bureau - although this man has a very stubborn personality and often cannot listen to other people's advice. On the other hand, he is even more like a workplace idiot who has just joined the workforce. Even at the banquet where Grayson was promoted to police inspector, he excused himself from attending the banquet when Grayson was promoted to police inspector because he needed to work overtime to investigate the case.

But Grayson knew in his heart that this kid who pretended to be mature was not bad in ability.

In the entire Scotland Yard, perhaps only Grayson, Lestrade and Douglas can be called real detectives. The rest...as Miss Holmes said, they are all idiots.

Grayson took a sip of the still warm coffee. The mellow taste and slight bitterness seemed to soothe his frowning eyebrows.

He thought about the three major cases that were currently piled up, and the only one that he could hope to solve was the illegal firearms private sale case... An investigation result must be handed over to the superiors as soon as possible, otherwise next year's funding will be greatly reduced. .

"Let's ask Douglas about the current progress of the investigation first."

Grayson pushed open his office door and shouted to the hall outside: "Douglas! Douglas!"

"Farke, where did that guy Douglas die?!!"

A police officer in charge of paperwork replied: "Sir, Douglas should be pursuing the case of black market arms during this time. He has not returned to the station for a while. I guess he must have--" today.

However, before the police officer could finish his words, a figure walked in from the door of Scotland Yard, holding a pipe in his mouth and saying: "Who is looking for me? You heard my name at the door from a long distance away."

The person who came was none other than Detective Douglas, who had died last night and his body exploded, causing a fire in the South Bank Works area.

He looked unscathed at the moment, and his mustache was neatly combed, as if everything last night was just an illusion of Yuriko, the leader of the Crazy Blade Order.

However, the South Bank Industrial Zone, which has been reduced to rubble, can prove that everything that happened last night is a real fact.