Chapter 612 The Last Night 1
Chapter 612 The Last Chapter of the Night
Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick.
The sound of footsteps echoed in the thick fog of old London at night.
As the only protagonist in old London tonight, Jack the Ripper naturally shuttled through the alleys.
He enjoyed the nights of old London, the pitch-black fog, and everything in it.
On the night when Yashuang Yizhizhen was arrested by the police as a scapegoat and sent to trial, he could kill with unscrupulous intent, killing every female freelance worker who would appear in the night.
As the most terrifying serial killer in old London ever, Jack the Ripper thought he could do it.
Not only could he do it, he would kill the fifth victim in the most brutal way, then write a long letter with the most sarcastic words, and then send the letter to the mailbox of Scotland Yard Police Station.
The incompetent police officers were furious and angry at the extremely sarcastic words in the letter...
"…The only thing that's in the way is this outfit, really…"
Jack the Ripper walked out of the alley, his hands on his cloak, turning it around uncomfortably, and then he began to look for his next target.
It has to be said that because of his existence, the night order in old London is now much better.
At least the number of these female freelancers has been greatly reduced, so even for him, it will take more time to find a suitable target.
But... now I have found it.
"The long night of old London is over."
He hummed a light tune and walked as if dancing, but without making any sound.
Jack the Ripper's target, a female freelance worker, is now leaning against the wall in a daze, not knowing what she is thinking about, or maybe she is just waiting for a new client to appear.
She would never have thought that the god of death would arrive before the customers.
Just as Jack the Ripper approached the female freelance worker and raised the dagger in his hand——
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.
He heard the annoying busy tone of the telephone, followed by a report from the old London late-night radio station.
"This is Old London Late Night Radio, here for you."
"Late this evening, the abominable Jack the Ripper committed another brutal crime."
"He used a dagger in..."
…Someone killed someone in his name.
Jack the Ripper's face darkened.
He had indeed killed the fourth person, but the location where he was killed was very hidden.
Completely different than the coordinates given in the current broadcast.
No matter how off the location in his memory was, it was impossible for him to kill someone near an intersection.
That was simply sent to the patrol officers of Scotland Yard.
If Atsugu Yoshikazu is found not guilty by then, he will be in some trouble.
"...Jack the Ripper is killing people again? Phew, luckily, it's not here..."
The female freelance worker leaned forward, hoping to listen more carefully.
Only after she had thoroughly listened to the address given on the radio did she breathe a sigh of relief and relax.
Who doesn't know that it's dangerous for female freelancers to go out at night? But the current situation is that these female freelancers have no choice at all. If they go out, they will die. If they don't go out, they will also die.
Since they are all dead, they might as well take a gamble on the activity range of Jack the Ripper.
Now it seems that she made the right bet. The place where Jack the Ripper killed people was so far away from her that it was impossible for him to find her!
However, at this time, the female freelance worker suddenly felt that the street lights seemed a little dimmer today.
Her heart tightened and she looked back fearfully - but there was nothing behind her.
It was as if it was just an illusion caused by too much mental stress and she just saw it wrong.
"Ha, let me tell you..."
The female freelance worker turned her head and her expression became relaxed.
"...Jack the Ripper didn't have such a fast speed to cross half of Old London and kill people in one night."
"Damn it, why does it feel like the night in Old London is a little too long today?"
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Mycroft was still at the crime scene at this time. He did not leave. He was waiting for someone.
He was waiting for Jack the Ripper to come into his sight so that he could directly eliminate this scourge of old London.
The Chief Inspector of Scotland Yard was unwilling to pay any attention to Mycroft and just checked the situation on his own.
The reason is simple, he doesn't like reporters.
It's the same even if the reporter looks gentle, stylish and easy to get along with.
He didn't want to talk to reporters unless he had to.
"The night seems to be getting darker."
Mycroft raised his head and looked at the night sky of Old London, but unfortunately, due to the thick fog in Old London, he could not see anything.
There are no stars, no moon, only the brief and faint light from the street lamps.
The night didn't seem to have any intention of receding with the passage of time, but only grew darker.
"This night in old London is really too long, as if time has stopped in the darkness."
He raised his head, seemed to be in a daze, and whispered something, but no one knew who he was talking to.
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Inside the courtroom, the famous lawyer Naruhodō Ryunosuke was preparing for the battle. He calmed himself down and looked out the window unconsciously.
The nights in old London were at least accompanied by moonlight, so they were not too dark.
But now in old London, even the moon can't be seen, and the night seems to be getting darker and darker.
However, Naruhodō was not afraid of this deep night or this terrible darkness.
“The night before dawn is always extremely dark. As long as you persevere through the night, dawn will come.”
he whispered.
However, he was the only one who heard these philosophical words.
The lawyer's assistant next to him - no, it should be said that the defense lawyer for this trial, Mikotoha Susato, was extremely nervous at this moment.
She paced back and forth, reciting the little defense techniques she had learned in court these days.
Although this was not the first time that Shoushadu appeared in court as a defense lawyer, but... the situation of this trial was a little too bad compared to her first time.
"Come on, Susado, you can do it! Come on!"
She waved her little fists to cheer herself up.
Looking at Susado's appearance, Naruhodō Ryunosuke supported his chin with his hand, a little confused.
I had heard during my time back in Japan that Susa had used the alias Ryutaro, appeared in court as a defense lawyer, and won the case on the first try.
Why is Shousa so nervous now... It's strange. He had already adapted to the courtroom environment after his first trial...
(End of this chapter)