"Thank you, my hero. Mo Li-Dawes's voice sounded half a step behind Xiwen, she followed Xiwen's footsteps, although she didn't know where Xiwen was taking her, but she thought that it must be a safe place for her to feel at ease.

And a few streets away, a dark figure hurried along this dirty, dark path, a haven of chaos and crime with no cameras and no police force in a responsive mansion area.

The presence of an unusual figure in this chaotic area quickly caused the local gang to react, and they watched his actions with unkind eyes. In the past, many of them disguised themselves as pedestrians were recognized by them, and finally the bones disappeared here.

Da, da, da.

The sound of a cane hitting the ground seemed to hit a person's heart, and the voice had been following him since the shadow had left the streets of Moli-Dawes, and a man in black, wearing a bowler hat, appeared in the corner of the shadow's eyes.

No matter how fast he ran or circled, the sound of the constant speed of the tapping remained the same, not only in frequency, but also in distance. The man in black followed him steadily.

A feeling of nausea arose as the heart was pounded by the nasty click. He ignored the thugs' gaze and hurried out of the area, but the direction he was heading was getting more and more remote.

A long-abandoned building appeared in the desolation, and the black shadow seemed to breathe a deep sigh of relief when he saw the building, and his self-confidence returned to his body again, and he walked in quickly.

"Are you inviting me to your territory?" the man in black followed the shadow up the steps, "Or did you choose a cemetery for yourself?" ”

"This is the building that the British invested in here in the 19th century, and it was the Royal Infirmary building at that time. The black shadow seemed to be unhurried as he stared at the man in black, who was also walking in the darkness, "The number of people who died here may not be counted or guessed. Rest assured, dying here, you will not be alone. ”

The man in black seemed very interested: "Is the building of the Royal Colleges of Justice? that's interesting, let me guess if it was called Whitechapel a long time ago, like the one there in London?"

There was a burst of applause, and the black shadow seemed to be very appreciative and said to the man in black: "I didn't expect anyone to know this kind of ancient knowledge, I will definitely plan a glorious death for you." ”

A Liston dagger loomed in the black shadow's hand, occasionally reflecting a little moonlight outside the window in the darkness, making it look particularly cold.

The Black Shadow was obviously very familiar with this place, and he walked in the darkness without being hindered by the debris or rubble on the ground, a cripple, although he admired that he had been tracking him for so long, but the game was over, and he would be another work of his men.

Ho...... A suffocating sound came.

A swift blow struck the shadow in the throat from the bottom up, and the shadow clutched his throat and slowly fell, and beneath the funny bowler hat seen in the last scene was a bird's beak mask.

"You've talked too much nonsense, and you've done too much useless action, Mr. Bentley. The man in black spoke as he examined the equipment around him.

"Although your skills are not very good, you are indeed very well equipped, and it is really kind to look at these antique-level medical equipment. In return, I will show you the highest meaning of medical skills. ”

The man known as Bentley by the man in black looked at him in horror, and Bentley didn't know why he knew his identity and was helpless in front of the man in black.

"Bentley, the repeated murder of homeless people wandering here, vivisection, and other acts, including the murder of Mary Carrey, and the malice of Dr. Molidaus, verdict, you are guilty. ”

The cold blade greeted Bentley softly like a lover's hand, and he didn't seem to feel the pain, for he had been stimulated by the great pain and couldn't move.

He didn't expect that the ease in the ancient stories of the East was true, and there were really people who could sit on a small scalpel and untie people.

"Ho. Bentley looked up with difficulty, "Why, who are you......"

The scalpel continued to trace Bentley's body, and the man in black seemed surprised, and then said in a muffled voice filtered by the beak mask, "You can call me Jack, that's the name they gave me, I think it's pretty good." ”

Jack shook his head gently, offended Xiwen and wanted to run?

He doesn't think about that kind of thing, this time he will carry it out, next time, tsk, I don't know how many characters in the organization are more powerful than him, and I just picked out one of them and stopped crying.

……

"That's the copy cat. "Jack Crawford received an anonymous phone call and came here with members of the FBI, and of course, Will and Hannibal.

"What do you think of ......?"

"Outstanding technique, I can't imagine that there are people in this world who can do it to this extent, and the last one who is a little close to it should be Dr. Mendeler in Nazi Germany, who has achieved it by virtue of countless vivisection experiences. ”

Although Hannibal had been out of surgery for a long time, as a doctor and an expert in human anatomy, he looked at the body in front of him in disbelief.

Bentley, a tall white man, was meticulously carved with a scalpel to look like a slender female body before being executed.

His death was exactly in the shape of a black dahlias, broken into two knots, and a smile at the corner of his mouth was weird. The body is dismembered by delicate handicraft.

The medical examiners believed that Bentley must have been alive before he was beheaded, and he was sober to feel the scalpel wandering.

"All the murder weapons and equipment are this Bentley's. Will awoke from his fantasy, "This is his den, he deliberately attracted the murderer here, and he was killed in his lair." ”

At this time, Dr. Zeller came running over with a very bad face and a stack of materials and a camera: "Jack, you'd better take a look at this." It's all this Bentley collected. ”

Jack's hand holding the document trembled a few times, and the side of his grip was wrinkled with excessive force, and inside was the information of several women with ties to the FBI, such as Mo Lidaos and Alana Bloom.

In other words, Siwen was right, Mo Lidaos was supposed to be the target tonight, but unfortunately the jigsaw interrupted the murder.

"One serial killer was killed by another, and we're really incompetent. Will scoffed, noticing that Hannibal seemed to be wondering, did he know anyone who could do this level of healing?