Chapter 622: Jack the Ripper Appears
Chapter 622: Jack the Ripper Appears
Before Yaluwuren was declared guilty by the presiding judge and detained, Mycroft was still waiting for Jack the Ripper to appear at the crime scene of Jack the Ripper's fourth murder in another block.
To this end, he had made the sheriff next to him drink more than ten cups of tea, so that the fat police officer had gone to the toilet many times.
"...Mr. Mycroft, what are you waiting for?"
The inspector of Scotland Yard asked with some complaint.
"Will Jack the Ripper really show up if we just wait like this? Are you sure he will come back to see the crime scene?"
Mycroft had answered this question many times before, so he leaned back in his chair and said nothing.
In the Sherlock Holmes collection, Mycroft is a lazy man, a super detective as described by Sherlock Holmes - provided that he lies in an armchair and knows the circumstances of the case clearly.
He was too lazy to move, too lazy to look for anyone, so now that he had nothing to do, he was too lazy to reply.
As the saying goes, I would be happy if I could just lie down all my life. As a man who can represent the whole of Britain, Mycroft can also live such a happy life if he wants.
Jack the Ripper, the famous serial killer in old London, should have very clear characteristics.
It was so clear that even if he took off his usual clothes, Mycroft believed he could find out his true identity in the first place.
Because the temperament of a serial killer is completely different from that of a normal person, he stands out among normal people like a crane among chickens.
What's more, it was on the streets of old London at night. If he came, it would be very easy to find him.
Mycroft's eyes swept over the reporters who had come near because of the radio broadcast, guys who liked to watch the fun.
There were also several women in skirts, whose love for eating melons even surpassed their fear of Jack the Ripper.
I have to say that humans are really peculiar animals. The behavior of eating melons is as irresistible as an instinct.
"…So, when will Jack the Ripper arrive?"
He whispered, his eyes darting around all over the men, trying to find something unnatural.
Not far away, Alice Watson and Mao Lilan saw the special situation here from afar.
Old London was always quiet and deserted late at night, and very few people would leave their homes and come to the streets during this time.
This is also one of the reasons why no one could witness the crimes committed by Jack the Ripper.
If the nights in old London at the end of the 19th century were like the nights in old London in the real world, he would probably be discovered soon.
"Miss Alice, there seem to be a lot of people here... Will Jack the Ripper really come here?"
Mao Lilan asked in a low voice.
Although in the real world, when my father solves a case, the murderers always stay at the crime scene as suspects for various reasons, but the game world still pays attention to logic...
No matter how you think about it, Jack the Ripper would never go to the crime scene of another copycat murderer after killing someone, right?
That's too unreasonable.
Tick, tick, tick.
The footsteps were approaching from far away.
Mao Lilan subconsciously turned around and looked towards the source of the sound of her high heels hitting the ground.
It was a woman who looked a little bit seductive, not quite a decent person...
No, no, no, it turns out that you can't judge people by their appearance in the game, right?
"Gui'an, may I ask...what happened up ahead?"
The lady who looked very charming strolled over and asked with some confusion.
"It was rare to see so many people gathered together at night in old London."
"Could it be that Jack the Ripper is committing another crime?"
Xiaolan replied without hesitation. "Ah, so you came here because you heard the radio broadcast, didn't you?"
The lady shifted slightly, trying to get a better look at the crime scene.
However, since there were people surrounding the crime scene, nothing could be seen from here.
Only then did she nod and answer Xiaolan's question.
"Ah, I have heard of it, but... the nights in old London are too dark, and it's hard to see the street signs unless you get close to them. And I don't dare to get close to those dark places alone."
"That's understandable, isn't it? After all, the dark places in old London are always scary."
...This is indeed understandable.
After all, the women targeted and killed by Jack the Ripper were basically freelance workers who went out late at night to wait for others.
Most of them don't dress formally, just like this lady.
If she had wandered alone in the dark places of old London, it is very likely that she would have been targeted by Jack the Ripper.
The lady bowed to Alice and Xiaolan, then walked around them and headed towards the crime scene.
Mao Lilan did not reach out to stop her, but just watched the woman in the skirt approach the crime scene.
She sighed and shook her head.
"Miss Alice, it looks like no one who looks like Jack the Ripper has appeared?"
"Should we look somewhere else?"
No? Really?
Alice Watson's eyes fell on the woman, and her eyes were a little suspicious.
Then she said to Mao Lilan who was beside her.
"Let's go find the sheriff over there, Xiaolan. Jack the Ripper has appeared."
...Jack the Ripper has appeared? Really?
Mao Lilan was startled and immediately realized that Alice was talking about the woman who had just asked about the situation.
But, Jack the Ripper should be a man, right? This doesn't make sense...?
She was confused, but still followed Alice's steps and walked towards Mycroft.
As if noticing Mao Lilan's confusion, Miss Alice explained.
"Xiao Lan, the body shape of that lady just now is not right. No matter how much disguise she makes, a person's skeleton cannot be changed. So, just one look and the result will be obvious——————"
"That lady...is actually a man in women's clothing!"
...Jack the Ripper actually came here dressed as a woman?
Mao Lilan was stunned, and the terrifying image of this serial killer was suddenly reduced a lot.
On the other hand, Mycroft also noticed this detail.
Although they were far away, his vision and eyesight were not comparable to Alice's.
As a British agent, his hard qualities are much stronger than that of a ten-year-old child!
"It's almost time to start, Sheriff."
The corners of Holmes' mouth curled up.
“This is the best time to close the net.”
(End of this chapter)