infinite death

Chapter 37 It Looks Like I Got the Wrong Script

"Jack the Ripper?" Ma Shuangcheng supported his chin, then nodded and said, "I've heard of it, it seems that he is a doctor who, in order to cover up royal scandals and other murders..."

"That's just a rumor." Chu Yuan said, he seemed to know this character quite well, "As for this serial murderer who appeared in London at the end of the [-]th century, no one knows who he really is. I didn't expect to be able to appear in the mission world, if his true face is revealed..."

Linn disagreed: "It's just in the mission world, and has nothing to do with reality. Does the vampire Dracula really exist in reality?"

"I think this needs to be paid attention to." Ma Shuangcheng was also thinking, and he said, "My goal in this task world is Dracula, but there is an unrelated Jack the Ripper for no reason. If it’s just a backstory, I don’t really believe it, maybe it has something to do with Dracula.”

"The legendary vampire Dracula would disguise himself as a serial murderer to hunt prostitutes?" Linn didn't believe this statement, "If you think about it, you shouldn't..."

"I think it's better to go and see the situation at the scene before making a decision. Even if it doesn't matter, we still have clues about Mina." Ma Shuangcheng finally made a decision.

Seeing what the captain said, several people agreed to the decision, and the group hurriedly followed the direction in which the previous policemen left.

Although this is the relatively poor East District of London, you can also see the last glory of the empire on which the sun never sets. The huge city with a population of 200 million is full of people coming and going, and the rental carriages are constantly coming and going. , and even occasionally see an early car rampage on the road.There are vendors setting up stalls everywhere on the street, selling newspapers or other daily necessities.And in almost every alley that jumps, there are vagrants or beggars begging there, and almost every moment someone finds that a thief has stolen a wallet or other items and is yelling and cursing.

Although the group of people seemed a bit out of place with the surrounding environment, at least after they mixed into the crowd, they were no longer so attractive.

"London is a city of smog. I originally thought it was the weather, but I didn't expect it to be environmental pollution." Linn frowned and looked at the sky. The entire sky in Dongcheng District was gray, and the air was full of Various cinder-like particles.

Not far from the banks of the Thames, huge factory chimneys are constantly emitting black smoke, and the discharged sewage flows into the Thames, causing the entire river to emit an unpleasant smell.

"Hmph, the air here is full of the copper stench of capitalism and imperialism." Although several people were a little uncomfortable, the one with the ugliest face was Li Wushang.In London in the late Victorian era, when the sun never sets and imperial capitalism was the most prosperous, Li Wushang could not wait to pull up those blank-faced London workers next to him, shouting together that the proletariat of the world unite, and then led those workers Breaking through the Houses of Parliament in Westminster Abbey, ringing the Big Ben in the Houses of Parliament, announcing the end of evil capitalism is finally coming, and so on.

It's just that Li Wushang also knows that they are in the mission world now, no matter what they do, they can't affect the reality, and the most important thing at present is to complete the current goal, so he just complained a few words: "In this kind of empire I am not surprised that all kinds of so-called vampires and monsters emerge in places where the malignant tumor of socialist capitalism is rampant."

After about half an hour, several people came to the Whitechapel area in East London, which is a little northerly. It can be seen that the streets in this area are full of cheap hotels, and many of them are wearing short skirts. The low-level prostitutes with their ankles exposed, their hair down, and heavy makeup wandered in front of the hotel doors and alleys, but their expressions seemed to be terrified, as if something terrible had happened here.

A few people also know that it should be almost here.Sure enough, at the entrance of an alley not far away, a group of citizens and a lot of cheap prostitutes were looking in, and they were talking non-stop.And many policemen were also there to maintain order. For those people who were too crowded in the front row, these policemen kept scolding them, but they couldn't stop them from watching.

Several people glanced at each other and nodded. Then, relying on their extraordinary skills, they squeezed in decisively. After a while, they came to the front row.

It's just that even if they were in the front row, they couldn't clearly see what happened in the alley. Apart from the piles of policemen, they could only see blood splattered all over the place, and a pair of naked and stained eyes. Bloodstained and muddy feet.

"Excuse me, please let me go." Just as several people were thinking about how to see more clearly, two more people squeezed in, and then walked straight towards the scene of the murder.

Those two people left a deep impression on them. One of them was about 40 years old, wearing a black tuxedo, holding a cane and wearing a top hat. He was about 1.8 meters tall. Although he was tall, he looked very thin. His hooked nose and piercing eyes make him look unusually sharp and alert.

The other one was about the same age as the previous one, but his beard and beard made him look older. He was of average height and slightly fatter, but he also looked quite strong.

Those policemen also seemed to know the two of them, and when they saw the two walking towards the murder scene, they all avoided the road, but one of the leading white-haired police officers frowned slightly and said to the two: "How did you get here? here?"

"It caused a sensation in England... No, the serial murders in the whole Europa world, if I don't come to see for myself, how can I bear it?" The tall and thin middle-aged man smiled slightly, "Scotland Yard's news about this mysterious murderer I'm afraid I still have no clue? I heard that Her Majesty the Queen is also very concerned about this case."

"This is our business, and it's not up to ordinary citizens to intervene." The police officer said dissatisfied, "Please leave here first, and don't interfere with our investigation."

"You can save this sentence for Mycroft. Although I really want to try to see if I can catch the murderer, the Congress seems to be in a hurry."

"Hmph...we'll catch that executioner without you..." Although he said so, the police officer stepped aside and let the two walk towards the scene.

Just as he was wondering who those two people were, a policeman who had previously intercepted the team suddenly spotted the people crowded in the front, and he hurriedly said to the policeman, "Sir, these orientals just now It appeared in the south of Dongcheng District, and I felt very suspicious at the time and wanted to investigate them, but I didn't expect them to appear here!"

"Huh?" Hearing this, the police officer also looked at Zhu Jue and the others. He waved his hand quickly and let a few policemen go up to him. Then he asked, "What are you doing! Some foreigners ran away What are you doing at the crime scene!"

Just when a few people were feeling bad, someone suddenly took over for them.

"Don't worry, my friend, they are not suspicious people." The tall and thin middle-aged man leaned on a cane and walked towards them, "These friends from the Far East are my specially invited guests. I heard that there was an accident here, so I came here with me to check it out, let them come in, and they will help us."

"It's not in compliance!" the police officer said to the tall, thin middle-aged man.

"No, no, the House of Representatives has given me the documents, and I have the right to use my own methods to find the murderer, and everyone below Scotland Yard can't do anything other than cooperate with me." Interfering." He took out an envelope from the inside of his coat and handed it to the officer.

The police officer took the envelope, opened it and took out a document, looked at it a few times, and his face suddenly became very ugly: "The big shots above must be crazy..." Then he waved his hand and made a gesture to several people. Indication of release.

"Come with me, friend, let's go and see the scene together." The tall and thin middle-aged man said.

Although a few people were a little baffled, they still walked to the middle-aged man's side.

"I am very grateful for your help." Ma Shuangcheng asked softly, puzzled, "But who are you?"

"You can call me Sherlock." The tall, thin middle-aged man replied with a smile, "Sherlock Holmes."

(Because there is a little bit of information, this chapter is over. This chapter is regarded as yesterday’s update, and there are two more chapters today)

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