I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 217 Hannibal's Dinner
Last night, there was fog and fog.

St. Peter's Sanitarium has a visitor.

Miss Miller met Mr. Luden and the unfriendly barber Todd in the small building.

"Mr. Luden, you are really still alive!"

The moment he saw Lu Deng, Mi Le exclaimed, joy appeared on his face, and even some tears glistened,
"Uncle Lei said that you will not die. I should believe him. By God, you are actually still alive!"

Seeing the 'resurrected' Mr. Luden, Mi Le was really in a good mood.

It took her a lot of effort to find this place. She bought the news from a reporter for 2 pounds, contacted a small worker in a nursing home, and asked the other party to disclose Mr. Ludden's situation for 5 pounds.

These 7 pounds are now lying quietly in Luden's pocket as part of his start-up funds.

"Praise the Father."

After a brief exchange of greetings, Luden led Mi Le into the room and asked her to sit down. After Todd brought tea for the two of them, he stood behind Luden.

Mi Le sat at the table and couldn't wait to speak,
"Mr. Luden, I know you have been wronged, and I will do everything possible to clear up your grievances."

"I don't think it's necessary."

Luden smiled slightly,
"I once entrusted you with something, and you refused, I think I should do it myself."

Mi Le looked a little embarrassed, and argued,

"But, but those whores are innocent!"

"Everyone who is killed is innocent, Miss Miller. If I die, whether on the gallows or in a dungeon, what crime have I committed that deserves to be treated like this?"

Lu Deng's words left Mi Le speechless. He wanted to say something, but he was powerless to refute.

Before today, she even suspected that Mr. Luden was dead!
As Luden said, if the worst happens, it will be Luden who dies, and an innocent soul.

The whore's soul, Luden's soul, neither is more noble than the other.

but,

In order to save himself, Lu Deng acted, and if he indirectly killed a prostitute, he would have a clear conscience.

What are you kidding?Was he the one who held Jack the Ripper's hand and told Jack the Ripper to kill people?
In Miller's view, this kind of thing is inappropriate, inappropriate, something that a truly noble soul should not do.

But in fact, Lu Deng never felt that there was no distinction between high and low souls.

We are all human beings, we all have emotions and desires, and we will all die on the gallows.

The only difference is that Luden died a little more often.

Mi Le organized his words and spoke again,
"Then, since you are well now, you can let go of this matter and start a new life. As you said before, Jack the Ripper will no longer kill people."

"I don't intend to leave Wudu."

Luden shook his head,

"I don't intend to give up my legal identity, nor should I. I want to clean up my grievances. Luden's name cannot be tarnished!"

Lu Deng has been law-abiding all his life, how could he stumble at this moment? !
Loudon continued,

"Even if it's not for myself, let's seek justice for those whores who died before! Although I didn't intend to do this, I have to admit that speaking from the moral high ground doesn't hurt my back."

These days, Mi Le has long thought about this problem.

For her, the question was unsolvable.

Hearing Mr. Luden's words, Mi Le fell into a brief silence, sighed, and his eyes were full of melancholy.

She spoke again, pleadingly,
"Mr. Luden, you are a real wise man. You should be able to think of other ways to solve this matter better, instead of using the worst way."

"I do have other options."

Lu Deng met Mi Le's eyes and said seriously,

"The easiest way is to let me go out and investigate the case with Detective Lei. According to the progress made a few days ago, as long as we allocate more manpower and add a little bonus, we have already caught Jack the Ripper, instead of arguing here endlessly."

Luden did not deny that he had many ways to find Jack the Ripper, and he could even ask Father Phuket directly for the answer.

However, as Luden said, he has always been law-abiding, playing games within the rules, and maximizing his interests within the rules.

This was the case in Qiyun, and it was also the case in Shenbang.

The same is true for Wudu!
However, when Luden was in Shenbang, the game experience was very good.

Because the sacred code can bind all people, and the land exposed to the sun must follow the wishes of the sacred code.

But the fog is different, the fog has a code, and the paper of the code is too hard to wipe your butt.

Even so, Luden was still following the rules of the game as much as possible, and it was the Wudu people who really broke the rules.

If the team is more responsible, find the dead body in advance on a rainy night.
If the detective is more responsible, and under the circumstances of obviously framing, Luden is not arrested.
If the secretary is more responsible, in the case of insufficient evidence, Lu will not be sent to court
Had the judge been more responsible, Luden would not have been hanged without a trial.
Things will never go this far, and they will all be better than they are now.

The low-level security guards are philistines, the detectives are irritable and eager for success, the secretaries are bureaucratic and rigid, and the judges are dull and incompetent.

The people of Wudu trampled on their own codes, which pushed Lu Deng to where he is today.

Miller's face turned pale, and he was unable to say anything about Mr. Luden's rebuttal.

She is clear about some disadvantages of Wudu, but she has never shown them so bloodily before her.

She loves Wudu, but she doesn't know if such Wudu is worth loving.

For a moment, Mi Le was shaken and hesitant.

"And, to correct you, Miss Miller."

Luden took a sip of his tea and continued,
"If Jack the Ripper continues to kill at this stage, trust me, it will be on me and Todd.

If Todd and I die, our graves will be dug up, our bones will not rest in peace, and people will spit on my tombstone for three years, five years, or even a hundred years.

Now you still think, I should go through this? "

Mi Le shook his head in confusion,
"I don't know, Mr. Luden, I don't know."

She couldn't think of a better way to solve this matter, and was in a dilemma, which was far beyond her ability.

"Actually, there is a very simple way to deal with this matter."

Lu Deng looked at Mi Le and said seriously,
"Put down your feelings of saving the world and respect the fate of others. Whether it's me, Todd, or Jack the Ripper, his victims, these have nothing to do with you, don't they, Miss Miller?"

"This, how could this have nothing to do with it, Mr. Luden."

Miller disagreed with Lu Deng's point of view, and said in an unladylike manner,

"We're talking about human life!"

Luden sneered,
"Human life? I haven't seen any respect for human life in the fog. There is no basic protection of human rights, no protection of work rights, no awareness of environmental protection, and no rule of law and order in most places. People live like animals and die like animals. Not to mention the people of Shenbang, even the poor in Wudu are not as good as the slaves of Shenbang four hundred years ago.

Why did you suddenly start caring about human life when it came to this matter?
Fog kills and eats people every day, but Jack the Ripper just does it more bluntly.

Ten prostitutes go missing in the Santa Fe neighborhood every week, six are abducted, two are recovered, and two simply disappear.

If you kill a few whores and name the wine glasses Jack the Ripper, then what is the city of fog, the big Jack the Ripper? "

"This this"

Before Miller came to the door, he never thought that this conversation would be so difficult.

Mr. Luden's words had a great impact on her perception of the world, and even some of them were shaken.

She wanted to refute, but was unable to refute.

She wanted to cry out, but couldn't make a sound.

In a panic, Mi Le rolled his eyes and passed out on the spot.

Todd was a little confused. He never thought that talking can also stun people.

Hannibal made a thoughtful suggestion,

"Miss Miller can be woken up with bromine gas."

No matter pretending to be dizzy or really dizzy, bromine gas can wake up the sleeping soul.

"Okay, don't make a mess."

Lu Deng went to the door, called a female volunteer, and asked the other party to help carry Miss Miller to the next room to rest.

As for Jack the Ripper, Luden had his own arrangements.

Soon, it was dinner time.

Hannibal volunteered to make a dinner for Luden and Todd.

He was trained as a gourmet, and cooking skills are an essential part.

Todd was a little nervous. In the past two days, he had read the story of Hannibal and knew what the three words Hannibal meant.

Can the food made by the other party really be eaten?

However, if you don't eat, it seems that your momentum will be weak.

Todd made a wise decision: take another look.

Let's see what Mr. Luden does, as long as he does what Mr. Luden does.

Todd couldn't help applauding his wit.

The dishes came out quickly.

There are three plates in total, Luden and Todd each have a plate of meatballs, and Hannibal himself has a plate of vegetable and fruit salad and French fries.

As he said, he is a vegetarian.

The eyes of Hannibal and Todd focused on Luden at the same time.

Under the gaze of the two, Luden picked up a meatball with a fork, smelled it, put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

After swallowing, Luden wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and commented elegantly,

"It's really a good idea to mix lamb and pork to imitate human meat, the taste of the two is really similar to human meat.

But you overlooked an important detail, the smell of human flesh is different.

Your cooking skills are very good, the gravy is full, and the taste is delicious. To be precise, your cooking skills are too good. It is impossible for human flesh to have this kind of taste after being cooked like this. "

Hannibal showed admiration and applauded lightly, admiring Mr. Luden's reasoning.

Hearing Luden's analysis, Todd felt relieved, picked up a meatball, put it in his mouth, chewed it twice, and asked vaguely, a little strangely,

"Lamb and pork are mixed together. Is this the taste? This is the first time I have eaten it."

With a slight smile on his face, Luden reached out to pick up the plate in front of Todd, brought it to his nose, smelled it, and then put it back.

Luden gave an extremely professional appraisal result,
"No, your plate is human flesh."

(End of this chapter)