I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 220

The next day, when Luden woke up, he received good news from Inspector Lei.

"Caught Jack the Ripper!"

Detective Lei said excitedly,
"That guy tried to resist, and I shot him in the calf. After he was caught, his mouth was very hard, but after provoking him a few words according to what you said, he said everything. The murder weapon has been found! That guy is simply a madman"

"Oh."

Luden, who was eating breakfast, stretched his hand forward while reading the newspaper,
"Pass me the salt."

Todd handed the salt to Luden, and continued to bury his head in the food in front of him.

Hannibal was in charge of their meals in the small building.

I have to say that when it comes to vegetarian food, Hannibal is very good at cooking.

As for meat eaters, Todd swore that he would only eat fish made by the other party in his life.

Looking at Lu Deng's calm appearance, Detective Lei was a little confused, and asked,

"Mr. Luden, aren't you curious?"

"What's there to be curious about?"

Loudon asked,
"It's just a murderer. After being caught, the gallows is his only destination. This story has no sense of expectation. I'm even a little tired."

Detective Lei was at a loss for a while.

In his mind, the capture of a notorious serial killer was cause for celebration no matter what.

But for Mr. Luden, it is not as important as reading the newspaper in the morning.

Detective Lei was about to say something more when his stomach growled.

"Goo-"

He is hungry.

Hannibal warmly invited Detective Ray to join the breakfast queue in order to bring bread and soup.

Detective Lei picked up a sausage, cut a piece into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and couldn't help but sigh,
"Mr. Hannibal, how do you make this sausage so delicious?"

Hannibal accepted the other party's compliment frankly, and politely replied,

"Exclusive recipe."

"It's so delicious, do you want some too?"

Inspector Ray sells the sausage to the others at the table, sharing the delicacy.

Todd said coldly, "I'm a vegetarian."

Luden tactfully refused, "I've eaten it before."

Miss Miller wanted to try, but she was already full. In order to maintain her figure, eating sausage in the morning was not a good choice.

Detective Lei showed off the whole sausage by himself, and he was even a little unsatisfied, and wanted to pack some back.

"Sorry, these foods belong to the Sanatorium."

Hannibal refused the request. He could cook for the crowd, but the food could not leave the sanatorium.

This is Hannibal's principle, not to take a gram of meat from Sanatorium.

"What a pity."

Detective Lei wiped his mouth indiscriminately, stood up, and bid farewell to Lu Deng,

"We are urgently interrogating Jack the Ripper. As for Mr. Luden, you and Todd's charges will also be withdrawn. I have sent the documents up this morning, and the results will be processed soon!"

The charges can be revoked, don't even think about apologizing or anything, and compensation is even more impossible.

It is a blessing to be able to wash away the charges, what more can I expect?

Luden said perfunctorily,

"Words can't express how grateful I am, I can't wait to go back to the orphanage and take care of those poor children."

He went around in such a big circle, cleared himself of the crime he had not committed, and finally thanked the other party.

The whole thing is ridiculous to a certain extent.

Luden really wanted to laugh.

In this matter, Detective Lei knew he was wrong, and Luden was still the main contributor to catching Jack the Ripper.

He just smiled awkwardly,
"Holy Father bless you."

Detective Lei came and went in a hurry.

Not long after he left, there was a muffled sound of a cork popping out in the dining room.

"Open the champagne—"

Everyone shared a small glass of wine and briefly celebrated the staged victory.

The alcohol was taken from a nursing home.

Luden is very supportive of this kind of prostitution, and even wants to intensify it.

Todd was in a good mood as soon as he held it, and praised casually,
"This wine is good."

Hannibal lowered his voice and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear,

"Mr. Todd, do you know that the trees that grow from dead animals have a special fragrance."

The corner of Todd's mouth twitched, and said helplessly,
"If I could, I wouldn't want to know!"

Hannibal apologized for this,
"Sorry, next time you can tell me in advance."

Todd: .
Mi Le raised his wine glass and congratulated Lu Deng,
"You really did it, Mr. Luden!"

"I doubt it, Miss Miller."

Luden shook his head, with a slight smile on his face, and said confidently,
"Jack the Ripper doesn't go through a trial, he doesn't even spend a full day in a dungeon."

Hearing this, Mi Le's expression became serious.

"No, they can't do this, so many people died before they were caught, how could they let him go?!"

In Mi Le's view, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible to happen, and it cannot be allowed to happen!
"This is Wudu, Miss Miller."

Luden drank the wine in his glass and emphasized,

"This is Liwudu."

The innocent are brought to justice with shackles on their backs, but the guilty can break free from the shackles.

This is the city of fog.

The smile on Mi Le's face gradually disappeared, and the joy in his heart faded little by little, and there was even despair in the depths of his eyes.

She wasn't desperate because of Luden's words.

She was desperate because she found out that what Mr. Luden said might be true.

security team.

dungeon.

Since the last prison break, the security team has strengthened the supervision of the dungeon: they have reduced the food supply for the prisoners, and used the food expenses of the prisoners to strengthen the defense of the dungeon!
In this way, the starving prisoner will not have the strength to escape from prison!

Kill two birds with one stone.

Deep in the dungeon, there is a special prisoner—Jack the Ripper.

Today is a lively day.

Because the dungeon ushered in another big man—the herald holding a black scepter, who came from the palace.

"A big man like you, why did you come to this kind of place? I still want to see the Ripper."

The warden's flattering voice stopped abruptly.

He looked at the document in front of him and trembled slightly, not daring to say anything more.

After a while, the warden said slowly,

"Since there is a pardon order from His Majesty the King, of course you can take this prisoner away."

The warden just didn't understand why a murderer could get the king's amnesty?
His Majesty the King was very old and hadn't been seen for half a year, and it was even rumored that he was dead.

This is not something a dungeon warden should worry about!
The herald holding the black scepter ignored the warden, but walked into the deepest part of the dungeon through the filth, and the warden tactfully did not follow.

The herald came to a rack and looked at the man who was tied to the rack.

After being tortured overnight, the man was dying, with more air in and less air out.

"You're a failure, Jack. The real Jack the Ripper won't be caught."

The black scepter herald looked forward and said coldly,
"The Church is disappointed in you."

(End of this chapter)