We Villains Put Invincibility on Our Faces

Speaking of it, my own face is really so happy. If I return to the main world, Krieger really doesn't know what to do with Bessie's face.

"Tsk", Krieger moved his lips, and the newly affixed beard was a bit piercing, which is funny to say. The scientific name of this beard is the Sheriff's Standard. For a good omen and for ordinary people not to see the difference, Krieg Rigg deliberately trimmed his beard in front of the mirror for more than half an hour, for which a wild cat was eating fish in his house.

That is to say, the clothes of urban men in this era are mainly dark. The three-piece tweed suit is very popular. Although it looks simple, people with identity like to be different. The beard is easy to reveal. The exterior of one's own status.

It's troublesome. Krieger wraps his gloves tightly. The social etiquette here always makes him unaccustomed, but he has to do it. A gentleman's dress can win trust.

"Jack the Ripper was killed.

Pauline and Shi Fei are walking in the white church,

The sniper's footsteps sounded,

Here comes Jack the Ripper. "

Children on the street sang unpleasant ballads. The name of the Ripper is not only seen in newspapers, but also in street news. There are always some who think that mavericks like crazy criminals, and they curse happiness viciously. Live with peace until the criminals really show up in front of them.

About ten years ago, when the Criminal Investigation Office was established in Scotland Yard, the police force gradually won the trust of the London public, and even had sufficient taxes to expand the city's patrol network. Unfortunately, the location of the Ripper's crime was concentrated near the Whitechapel in the East End of London, far from Tens of thousands of immigrants from Russia and Eastern Europe have settled here. There are always homeless gangsters and prostitutes on the streets. It is hard to find a cautious assassin here.

If it is a supernatural phenomenon, the missing persons here will be abnormal. This is the angle of entry. What Krieger needs most is not to search for the truth, but to make sure that the place where he lives is not dangerous. He doesn't want to bump into something strange as soon as he goes out. As for the development of this world, he can't afford the butterfly effect of random modification of history. This responsibility, whoever loves to play, will play.

At 4 Whitehall Street, Krieger pushed away the pedestrians on the road and walked into the building in a reckless posture. The busy police have telegrams and transcripts, but no one takes care of him. This coincides with his plan.

There are only a few patrols, are the others police officers?

Krieger took a chair and sat down. The surrounding path did not match the model he made. It could be seen that after several repairs, many places have become different, but it doesn’t matter. With the beach boy, there are no secrets to the architecture here. .

The Ripper's case is probably the murder and serious case investigation department in charge, so which department should supernatural creatures belong to?

Or do people here have no idea about supernatural beings?

The crime database should be somewhere underground. Krieger can’t find this department on the map. Fortunately, he doesn’t need a key. He can enter it forcibly as long as he knows the location. According to the information, each department is led by each department. People are in charge, and the assistant police chief is in charge of supervision. It is these people he should go to.

Krieger looked up at the map. The assistant police chief’s office was too far away, and the department leaders’ offices were not marked at all, although with his toes he knew that their location must be among the various departments, the core area of ​​Scotland Yard. It was not possible for non-police officers to go in, and he could not think of any suitable reason to meet.

So I can only use some special methods. Krieger lowered his hat and pretended to be waiting. The fishhook slipped out of his hand and blended into the ground along the chair. It began to extend around the ground, and the bird fell. On the window, it was motionless like a sculpture, no one noticed an extra pair of eyes above the head.

Ordinary people here can't see their doubles, even supernatural creatures. There will definitely be a few people in the office during office hours. I just need to start an attack!

The simple logic is that if the people here know about supernatural phenomena, then the beach boy only needs to cancel it immediately after the attack, and Krieger will not face the problem of exposure. If the people here don't know about the supernatural, the sudden attack on a senior leader of Scotland Yard will also cause a commotion, and the road to the crime database will be cleared, and Krieger can get the answer he wants.

The Regional Patrol Department, the Special Criminal Department, and the Special Operations Department were swept over by fishing hooks until they reached the Central Operations Department.

The red dots in Hayabusa’s line of sight were moving. Krieger closed his eyes and determined the target through Hayabusa. Since he was going to attack, he could not attack the really important department. In case of misunderstanding, the inspections were increased. Krieger He didn't want to fight with a group of smart people, so he chose the transportation department.

Benz only invented the automobile in 1886. One can imagine what the transportation department was mainly doing in 1888. This department was just right, not very noticeable, but it was really important.

Krieger waited for the red dots to stop moving until a lone red dot appeared, one that was far away from the other red dots.

That's it!

"Sir, what's the matter with you here?" The sudden voice interrupted Krieger's movements. The hook that had protruded out of the wall retracted again. Krieger took off his hat, and a police officer was looking at him. Looking at him gloomily.

This guy looks really good. A message flashed in the police officer’s mind. As a receptionist, he thought he was very accurate. The man in front of him looked young, his nails were very clean, his gloves were placed in a pair of pockets, and he was crossed. Tweed suits with patterns, customized styles, at least a rich man, pocket watches are pure gold chains, no styles, more like a nouveau riche. The trousers were soaked and did not ride in the carriage because of anxiety, and there were mud spots on the trousers.

"Hello", Krieger's mind turned quickly, "I have a friend. A staff member in the company he runs was hit by a carriage. You told him to come here to deal with it. I want to ask you the transportation department here. He Why didn't he go back? He was here yesterday."

Sure enough, it was an upstart, the police officer verified his guess. "Okay, can you go by yourself? We are very busy here. If you can, you can ask yourself."

"This is a good idea, but I ask you to ask, I am raising you for today", Krieger stood up and commanded proudly. He had an idea. Isn't this a ready-made alibi? , He shouldn't let go of this opportunity. In any case, his anti-reconnaissance cannot be better than these professionals, so it is better to rule out your suspicion from the beginning.

"Sir, we are very busy here. As you can see, most of our police forces are maintaining law and order, please don't embarrass us." The police officer's face became a little ugly, but what was the person who came to call the police at Scotland Yard? Both, Krieger's behavior is a bit excessive at best, he is not worried about enjoying free board and lodging.

Krieger stared at him like this, without saying a word, the fish hook came out of the wall. He still remembered the office Zhuode position, he didn't need to attack people, he could just create a commotion.

Krieger suddenly raised his hand. The police officer subconsciously wanted to take out the baton that was attached to his waist. After finding that the nouveau riche had just touched his hair, he relaxed silently, "Please don't waste public resources, this sir, we .........."

Before he finished speaking, Krieger shook his hand sharply.

You have a brain problem. The policeman wants to attack, but now is the time when crime is most rampant. The relationship with the people cannot be damaged by a neurosis. He suppressed his anger, "Please go back, okay?"

"Is that your police chief? Be careful of my complaint to him!" Krieger pointed at the police officer's back, yanked the fishing line while the police officer turned around, and then cancelled immediately.

"What are you talking about!" Before the police officer had an attack, Krieger stuffed him with five pounds.

"you......"

Krieger waved his hand and motioned for him to accept. In the 19th century, the income of a craftsman or technical backbone was about 30-50 pounds a year, which was enough to heal the scars of police officers.

The fish got the bait, Krieger got the answer, there is something here that can hold the beach boy back, Scotland Yard knows and can deal with supernatural phenomena!

ps: It's time to ask for a ticket at the beginning of the month again, ask for a ticket! After about five thousand characters, I entered Shiina. I have to think about how to do things.

Chapter 87 Gravity Anomaly

"Calm down, calm down, Ms. Daisy, it's safe here, trust me!"

The detective who came to comforted the crying mistress.

"No, no, I believe you, but this is terrible, oh, this is terrible." Daisy sobbed, her apron was covered with tears, and the apron, which was not clean by itself, looked even dirtier.

"Okay, okay, I believe you, so you have to believe me too, right?" The detective put a soft tone, coaxing his patrons like a kid, and by the way, took Daisy's hand away, her nails must be pierced. Into his own meat, but the detective didn't mean to be impatient, after all, this was a rare big fat sheep.

The usual cases require him to work hard, coupled with a lot of inexplicable dangers, in the end he can only get a little hard money, but now he can get paid as long as he listens to this fat sheep to talk about the same case, he won't Give this opportunity to other detectives.

"It's still the same dream as last time, right?"

"Not a dream! No!" Daisy screamed, "You really don't believe me!"

"No, no, no, no, how could it be, I trust you wholeheartedly", the detective quickly explained that he didn't want to lose the opportunity to make money, "don't you think I'm here for the sixth time? If I don't trust you , Why am I still here?"

"You don't believe in me, you don't believe in me," Daisy lowered her head and wept. The detective stepped forward and pressed her warm hands on Daisy's shoulders. This is a small trick that can help vulnerable people trust themselves more. The detective curled her lips. Daisy was a typical downturned lady. As she sobbed, the flesh on her body was shaking. God knows how much the detective disliked this matter. He even felt that what he had touched was a lump of life. Meat.

"Okay, Ms. Daisy, here I am, let us continue that story now, okay?"

"He is getting closer and closer, the last time the man jumped downstairs..."

The detective no longer puts his mind on this story, even if he was scared enough when he heard this bizarre story at first, now that he has listened to it so many times, he will not feel anymore, but rather from the heart. Bored.

The story Dess told was very simple. On the opposite side of the house where she lived, a man jumped off the building in front of her.

The frightened Daisy ran to the balcony to see, but there was no body of the man or any blood stains downstairs. The bewildered Daisy wanted to call the police, but when she turned her head, she should have appeared downstairs. The man smashed horizontally on the glass of the balcony door, and the blood was gushing horizontally, just as gravity and space had changed in this small room. Daisy happened to face the corpse face to face, and the whole body was covered with dead blood. , And this torn apart dead man kept a smile in Daisy's sight all the time.

Although it sounds like a clumsy story, Daisy's fear cannot be faked. The detective has briefly hypnotized Daisy, and the result is nothing unusual. Daisy's memory is extremely clear, including the details of the man's face, the appearance of blood spreading, and the fear that exists in the deepest part of human nature.

But the problem lies here, Daisy's memory is too clear, and the detective has to suspect that Daisy has made up some details in her fear. There is indeed a man missing in the building opposite, and the details of his face are similar to what Dais said, but that is missing, not dead. Not to mention blood stains in this room, even the glass is good. Dais may have witnessed it. What crime happened, and then make up for another thing in the panic.

Although the detective has no conscience, he still has some bottom lines. He has come here many times because he is a little worried about criminals coming to kill people. However, it has been a month and it is still very peaceful here. There are even rumors that sailors have seen missing in the port. Man.