big devil holmes

Chapter 283 The Beginning of the Whitechapel Case
Some things like face are based on blood and status, some are based on hard work and hard work, and some are based on history and luck.

Well, although it’s a little hard to understand, history and luck are indeed one of the conditions. Just like the old saying in the empire: “Current events create heroes.”

If the gates of hell had not opened, if the second demonic invasion had not occurred, the empire would not be what it is now.

Or to put it more bluntly, if it weren’t for the old man who broke through the vast frozen soil of more than 900 kilometers like a long knife and rushed into hell resolutely, perhaps the word human would have been erased from this world today.

To a certain extent, the old man saved the entire human race by himself.

Although there is no lack of blood shed by countless imperial soldiers, frontline materials supported by countless money, stability at the rear and uninterrupted recruitment brought about by countless political skills, as well as the tenacious development of human scientific research.

But among the thousands of stars, there must be one that is the brightest. Therefore, the old man will eventually be remembered, appreciated, and worshiped. In the long years of the empire, he will inevitably become a special person. And the existence of extremes has never existed before and will never exist in the future.

Because everyone owes him a life.

In the hut on the embankment by the sea, the old man silently looked through the window at the starry sky above his head. Some people say that the souls of people after death will rise to the sky and become a point among the stars, and they will not know that they are dead after death. , will the soul fly to the sky, or will it be dragged back to the so-called 'hell' again.

At this point, he had no choice but to recall the year and seven months he spent in hell.
I thought of those promises, those struggles, those choices I didn’t know were right or wrong.

No one can summon the third-level demon under the shroud of holy light.

This is the iron law.

Therefore, if the young man really did it, there is only one possibility.

It was the Holy Light that allowed him to summon the demon.

This phenomenon is undoubtedly appalling. No one knows what it means. The soldiers don't know, the servants of the Holy Light Temple who don't care about worldly affairs don't know, not even the young man himself knows.

The old man looked at the night sky and thought for a long time. Finally, he seemed to suddenly decide something. He put on his long gown, opened the door of the hut, and walked into the night.
That night, the entire seaside town fell into a kind of trembling. Countless eyes stared at the old man walking out of the hut, walking along the road blown by the sea wind, and finally crossed the outskirts of the town. That highway.

During this process, everything was so quiet, but the moment the old man's figure disappeared outside the town, the lights in the entire town lit up one after another.

Nian, the female owner of the grocery store at the corner of the street, usually looked domineering, but now she dialed a certain number in a panic; the old man, who usually only knew how to fish, ran in in a hurry without even raising his pants. In the phone booth opposite my home; in the town's only newspaper office, the doorman on duty lost his usual drunken appearance and now stood in the most standard military posture, reporting something to the other end of the phone.

That night, the entire town fell into a kind of panic. Countless messages were transmitted to every corner of the empire, leaving more people awake all night.

33 years.

The old man walked out of the town for the first time
And just an hour before the old man walked out of the town, in the distant uptown of London, a monk in Whitechapel was completely unable to sleep due to the constant sound of metal banging outside the window.

In the past few days, the entire upper town of London has been implementing a power replacement policy. All the gas pipelines that had been buried underground for nearly a hundred years have been dug out and replaced with power transmission devices. This kind of thing is naturally a problem for the people of London. It's a good thing, but it only temporarily brings hardship to those living along the street.

In the hazy night, the monk walked through the dim aisle, opened a door with a key, and came to the worship area of ​​​​the church's front hall, hoping to perform some worship services on this night that was destined to be sleepless. A Holy Light believer showed great piety.However, when he came under the huge sunflower statue, he was about to face the rare moonlight and open the "Gospel of the Holy Light".

He felt like he smelled something.

Then, subconsciously turning his head following the smell, he was somewhat surprised to find that there seemed to be a person lying in the middle of the vestibule of the church, with some things scattered around him.

It was already late at night, and the White Church closed at six o'clock every day before nightfall. Did this person fall asleep during the service and be locked up in the church?

No, the worship area of ​​the church is not big. I saw it before closing and saw that all the believers had left.

The monk shouted twice, but there was no response from the other party, so he walked over.

As he got closer and closer to the man, the smell of blood around him became stronger and stronger. The monk's face began to turn a little pale, as if he had vaguely foreseen what he was about to encounter.

However, even though he had been mentally prepared, when he saw the scene in front of him, he still couldn't suppress the panic in his heart and screamed immediately!
An hour later, people from Scotland Yard arrived.

The corpse on the ground was in an extremely miserable death state. The limbs were violently cut into several pieces. There was no clothes on, and the open chest was empty. The opened ribs, severed limbs, and all the internal organs were placed around the deceased. , leaving only a particularly distorted face.

This is a woman, about 35 years old. Judging from the ferocious expression, she must have suffered unimaginable pain before death. Combined with the parts removed from her body and the blood that did not have time to seep into the floor, , it should not be difficult to guess that this lady was cut into pieces alive, and the damage to her glottis made it impossible for her to scream.

The accompanying corpse examiners also confirmed that these internal organs were removed more than two hours ago, and the deceased died at that time.

Well, a mutilation case.

In London, it's not too common, but it's not too unacceptable. Although the empire is in great shape now, and there is a sign of 'good days are coming' everywhere, murderers don't care about this. Maybe They just hate living a good life.

In this way, the Scotland Yard police skillfully filed a case for the murder, and then even more skillfully explained that there were really not enough manpower at the moment, and they could only wait until more time was available to investigate again.

This is not because these police officers have neglected their duties, but because there are so many crimes that they really have no time to take care of them.

So, it's all like how people later evaluated it.
“At first, the Whitechapel autopsy case did not attract anyone’s attention.

Until the deceased person rose from a prostitute to a noble woman, then to the family members of the clergy, to the elderly mother of a pope.

Eventually, the woman's name appeared on a note from the mouth of the deceased.

The empire's judicial institutions finally realized that things seemed to be beyond their control. "

(End of this chapter)