However, after Jeffrey knew about this, he didn't even ask himself, and it was really his character.

Thinking of this, Chris asked:

"So is he a ghost, a ghost, or even an evil spirit?"

"Probably not, I can't smell the Spirit in you. Jeffrey denied, "That's why I didn't say anything about it." ”

Also, if he was possessed by a ghost, the mirror should have been warned a long time ago.

As if to see Chris's worries and concerns, Jeffrey suddenly said:

"I can help you purify and destroy him, and it won't hurt your soul. ”

Chris stayed straight for a few seconds, then shook his head:

"Thank you for your kindness, but forget it, I haven't noticed his malice yet.

"If one day I find out that he has malicious intentions, or if you find out that I have become a different person entirely, then you can take some of your means to purify him. ”

Immediately, Chris told Jeffrey what the other "self" asked of him for half an hour.

"It's up to you to decide. Jeffrey said, "But I can supervise it for you." ”

"That's a big thank you. Chris seemed to let go of a large stone in his heart, smiling and nodding in thanks.

No wonder Jeffrey looked at him a little weirdly before, and he had already discovered it.

Visibly much more relaxed, Chris walked downstairs to find Bonnie still dozing off on the couch.

"Why didn't she go to the bedroom and sleep for a while. Chris asked, walking in front of Bert.

Bert shook his head, his expression a little helpless: "She seems to be a little worried about you, and she has to wait for you to come back." ”

With a warm current in his heart, Chris walked to the kitchen, ran for a cup of coffee, and specially added strawberry powder and vanilla cream, and brought it to the coffee table in front of the sofa.

"Bonnie, wake up. Chris patted her on the shoulder.

"Ah, you're back. Bonnie, who was dozing frantically on the sofa, woke up instantly, "How was last night's night of duty?"

"Not bad. Chris picked up the coffee from the coffee table and handed it to Bonnie, "Add the cream." ”

"Thank you. Bonnie's eyes crooked.

It wasn't long before Wayne, who had made up for her sleep, yawned and went downstairs, followed by Elton, who had just knocked on her door to wake her up.

"Why aren't you sleepy at all. ”

Wayne looked at Jeffrey, who was walking in front, and said:

"We didn't come back until two o'clock in the morning last night. ”

"If you're an extraordinary person in the 'grave keeper' pathway, you're not sleepy. Elton laughed behind him.

Almost all of the "Grave Keepers" are night owls, which is one of their stealth abilities.

James and Paul had returned from the door, and they had just gone to call the two coachmen who lived nearby.

Seeing that everyone was there, James exclaimed:

"Alright, today's mission begins. Wayne, you continue to investigate last night's case with Jeffrey, Elton and Bert and I continue to follow up on the ghost case, and as for Chris and Paul, who have just returned, you will rest for half a day first, and then go to the police station in the afternoon to see if there are any new cases. ”

"What about me?" asked Bonnie, who was already in good spirits after her coffee.

"You'll just follow Wayne and them. If you don't want to go, you can stay at home or help out at a church-affiliated hospital. James said helplessly, after all, there was no need for a "doctor" now.

"Then I'll follow Sister Wayne, and I can see a lot more. Bonnie replied sweetly, thinking to herself, fortunately there is a carriage today, so I don't have to walk so far.

James beckoned: "Okay, since everyone has no objections, let's get started." ”

So the three of them took a carriage to Narim Street in the Southern District, and this time it was only half an hour to arrive compared to more than an hour's walk.

James took Elton and Bert in a carriage to Ruhr Street in the West End.

Although it is not very far from the West End, it can save a little time, after all, they have not made much progress in this case for several days.

After Jeffrey's psychic before, he soon knew what the murderer looked like, and through the investigation of the police department, the murderer was Yarrow Rodney, who had died two years ago.

A 28-year-old young man who lives at 54 Ruhr Straße heard that the cause of death was suicide.

Obviously a young man who has been dead for two years, why did he turn into a ghost and kill people in the sewers, and he still has a human-like body.

It's incredible.

The three of James walked to the courtyard at 54 Ruhr Street, which was a dilapidated four-story building.

There are usually more than a dozen families living in such buildings, all of whom are ordinary laborers.

A few women in the yard sat on stools washing their clothes, and cheap and pungent laundry detergent mixed with sewage flowed through the yard into the sewer on the side of the street.

"Hello, we're police officers and want to ask you about someone. Elton walked up to several women with police cards.

The women were still beating their dirty clothes with their heads down, and one of them asked without raising his head, "What's the matter?"

They start to get up at 5 a.m. to cook, and after watching their men finish breakfast and drink ale to work, they begin to wash the dirty clothes of their husbands, the elderly, and the children.

Then, after about nine o'clock, they began to do their work.

Some went to work in nearby factories, while many middle-aged and elderly women who were dismissed from factories repaired clothes at home or made matches and baskets to supplement their families.

A scholar once calculated that the price of making 100 matches a day and selling them to factories was 1 pence a day, and their limit was 700 a day.

In other words, their weekly salary is only 49 pence, which is 4 halsos and 1 pence.

Although this is only one-fifth of the salary of the average worker, it is barely enough for the men and children of the family to eat a little stale meat at dinner every day.

These situations, Elton who has lived here for a long time are naturally aware of them, and they also understand the tightness of their time.

So Elton asked directly:

"Do you know what made Yarrow Rodney, who died two years ago, commit suicide?"

As if hearing some obscure name, one of the women spat on the ground and said in disgust:

"He's just a toad who wants to eat a white swan, and he doesn't have the ability to pester other girls!

All their tolerance and love are left in their own men and children, as for the others, hehe...... It's just the object that makes you more comfortable.

It has to be said that human beings are complex and contradictory.

Bert looked at the crude scene in front of him and shook his head, fortunately, after two years, he got used to it.