"Can you hear what they're saying?" Qin Shaoxing whispered to Xia Shaoguang. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xia Shaoguang tilted his head to the side and tried to poke out of the corner, wanting to hear the sound over there.

"They were speaking in English, and they seemed to be discussing the question of 'Jack the Ripper.'" Xia Shaoguang carefully discerned what the policemen were saying over there, and seemed to only hear a few key words.

"Jack the Ripper"?

Xia Shaoguang was also stunned for a moment after saying this word, unlike Zhang Fuquan, Xia Shaoguang knew the existence of Jack the Ripper.

He knew very well that "Jack the Ripper" was a notorious murderer who appeared in London, England in the 19th century, killing five people in just a few months, and disemboweling the corpses, in a horrific scene.

If that's not all, the most legendary point is that "Jack the Ripper" committed crimes in a short period of time, but he didn't leave a trace, or didn't leave a trace that could be found with the criminal investigation methods of the time, which is the most legendary.

It is really because of these various reasons that the identity of "Jack the Ripper" is still a mystery to this day, many people claim to have found the true identity of "Jack the Ripper", but no one has come up with decent evidence to prove their opinion, and this "Jack the Ripper" has become the most famous headless case in Britain in the 19th century.

Xia Shaoguang looked at Qin Shaoxing and said in disbelief: "We may have come to the English ...... of the nineteenth century."

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Thomas? Arnold sent someone to find Fudrik? Albert, but Fudrick, who just left down this road? Expedera's still nowhere to be found, not even Thomas? Arnold's police didn't know where to look.

Thomas? Arnold was standing outside the house of the sixth victim he had just discovered, and the situation inside was so bloody that Thomas? Arnold simply didn't want to be in there for a moment.

"What else can you do with all this shit? I can't even find a living person! "Thomas? Arnold heard that his police had just gone to Fudrik? Albert, but he didn't find any trace of him at all, he was very angry, and yelled directly at the little policeman in front of him.

"Have you all looked for him in the house?" Thomas? Arnold stopped his invective, let out a heavy breath, and asked.

"I looked for it, but he didn't go home at all, and there was no one in the office, and he didn't go back to the office." That little cop vs. Thomas? Arnold said.

"Where else can this guy Fudrik go......" Thomas? Arnold obviously couldn't think of Fudrik either? Where else could Albert go, it was still so cold on this big night, and the cold wind was still blowing hard into his neck.

At this time, an elderly policeman walked out of the crime scene and said to Thomas? Arnold said, "Inspector, I think I probably know where this damn detective Fudrik has gone. ”

"Where did you go?" Thomas? Arnold's eyes widened when he heard this.

"The alley at 128 Quark Street, where Fudrik frequents the most, is said to be his good friend." The old policeman said.

"Okay, attention! A few of you, stay and deal with the scene, "Thomas? Arnold gestured to the police who were near the crime scene, "The rest of you, come with me and arrest Fudrik?" Albert! ”

"Yes!"

Subsequently, Thomas? Arnold led a large number of police officers to Quark Street to arrest Fudrick? Expedia.

Although there is no direct evidence pointing to Fudrick? Alberd has a relationship with Jack the Ripper, but look at Fudrick? Albert gave up on the crime scene so easily, leaving it was not like what a private investigator could do.

So, Thomas? Arnold boldly speculated, this Fudrick? Albert must have had some kind of evidence, at least he felt it was enough evidence to leave, otherwise he would never have left.

But in Thomas? Arnold was about to arrive at the target location with a dozen police officers when a scream resounded throughout the Whitechapel area.

Thomas at the forefront? Arnold was fixed there at that time, and this scream could never be a general situation, the most likely one would be......

Jack the Ripper!

Thomas? When Arnold realized this, he immediately said to a kind of policeman behind him: "Not good! Jack the Ripper! ”

After all, Thomas? Arnold ran in the direction of the scream, and the policemen behind him followed Thomas? Arnold ran forward.

It is true that such a thought appeared at this time, but if you think about it, you will know that this is certainly not Jack the Ripper.

Jack the Ripper, who killed everyone as a prostitute, must have been selective, and from the perspective of criminal psychology, this Jack the Ripper may even be a psychopath.

Of course, this is not a question that should be considered in this era.

But when Thomas? When Arnold led his gang of police officers to the spot where the screams were made, there was nothing where the screams came from.

"Inspector General, this is where I told you, 128 Quark Street." That old policeman just said to Thomas at this time? Arnold said.

Thomas? As soon as Arnold heard this, he immediately raised the kerosene lamp in his hand and shone it into the alley.

Sure enough, by the faint light of the kerosene lamp, Thomas? Arnold saw that in the depths of the alley, they were looking for Fudrick? Albert was standing there, overwhelmed.

Fudrick? Albert was illuminated by the light, and he looked even more dazed, he just got the payment he got for his hard work for more than a month, how did he encounter so many things when he wanted to come out and play with his chick?

"Fuderick!" Thomas? Arnold held a kerosene lamp and looked at Fudrick, who was standing in the alley, completely at a loss? Expedia shouted, "You're arrested!" Walk out slowly! ”

Now, Fudrik? Albert was even more confused, what the hell was going on, how did it become like this?

Thomas? Arnold to see Fudrick? Albert didn't seem to want to come out, so he walked inside.

But in Thomas? Arnold hadn't gone far when he suddenly slipped on the soles of his feet, fell on all fours, and the man flipped on his back, and the kerosene lamp in his hand was shattered, and a small unyielding flame ignited on the ground. (To be continued.) )