London Chapter 6, Fog

Tang Wan stroked her chest with her hand, gasping for breath, and it took a long time for her to slowly recover. Qin Kai saw that the police car outside the house was full, and a cordon was set up around it. Tang Wan slowly stood up from the bench, she came to Qin Kai's side and patted Qin Kai on the shoulder with her hand, "Qin Kai, let's go, leave this place." ”

"Alright then, let's go."

"Where are you going next?"

"British Museum, go there and see if there's any information about Jack the Ripper."

The British Museum, the largest of the four museums in the world, has the richest collection. They came to the gate, looked at the flow of people coming in and out, and couldn't help but feel in their hearts that it was worthy of being the largest museum.

"This museum is the oldest and most grandiose, and the old architecture is a reminder of the empire on which the sun never sets."

"Yes! Let's go inside. Qin Kai and the others walked in, and what greeted them was a series of collections. Trojan horses, the necklaces of the ancient Roman army and the Empress of England.

"Each of these pieces has a long history." Qin Kai came to one of the collections, and what was displayed here was nothing else, it was a knife with blood stains left on the tip of the knife, and a sharp dagger.

"This knife is the same knife used by Jack the Ripper." Tang Wan walked over and saw the text next to it, which read: The knife used by Jack the Ripper. In the 80s of the last century, Jack the Ripper was a nightmare in the hearts of the people of London, hence the name of the knife, and he used it to kill countless people.

"Nightmare."

It is said that after the death of Jack the Ripper, the British police found the dagger in a house in the east, with two words engraved on the hilt - Jack, and the police took it away. It is said that the police wanted to dispose of the evidence, but the director of the British museum at the time did not agree, and he had to bring the knife back to the museum for display. ”

"What happened next? The police agreed? ”

"At first, the police disagreed, what if the knife was stolen by someone with ulterior motives? So the curator negotiated with them for a week, and finally the curator succeeded in negotiating, and the knife belonged to the museum. In order to prevent this knife from being stolen, the curator has placed alarms around the perimeter. ”

"That means that as soon as someone touches this window, the alarm will be triggered immediately, and the security guard and others will immediately come and grab you."

"The moment your hand touches the window, not only does it trigger the alarm, but at the same time, you can reach out on both sides to handcuff you, so you can't escape immediately." Qin Kai and the others also found a white cloak in the window next to them.

"This, this can't be the cloak worn by Jack the Ripper, how is it exactly the same as the cloak worn by the person I met before."

"Although this cloak looks exactly the same as the one I encountered before, it is slightly different when you look closely." He leaned into the window and put his left hand on the window, "There seems to be a pattern in the lower left corner of this cloak, it seems?" Just as he was about to take a closer look, the siren sounded. Talking about a handcuff from the side of the window, he immediately handcuffed Qin Kai's left hand.

Oh no, I forgot that there was an alarm installed here, too. Qin Kai looked shocked. A rush of footsteps sounded, and the police immediately appeared and surrounded Qin Kai and Tang Wan.

"Could it be that you're here to steal this cloak?"

"I just came to take a look, and I didn't expect the alarm to be installed in the window. No, the alarm was triggered by accident. ”

"Didn't you come to steal the cloak and the knife?"

"We're here to visit, not to steal." One of the policemen saw Tang Wan's good figure, so he stepped forward and accosted, "Beauty, how about we spend a good night together tonight?" He put his hand on Tang Wan's chin.

"What if I don't want to?"

"Then I'll have to take you away by force!"

"Mr. Officer, we really came to visit, and we didn't mean to steal."

"Who can bear witness for you?"

"I can testify for them." From a distance, a man in a black suit and black pants walked by, and a pair of black leather shoes. He straightened his tie.

"Mr. Officer, the two of them are indeed here to visit. It's just that my hand accidentally touched it. After the curator walked to the window and operated, the handcuffs on Qin Kai's left wrist were opened, and the alarm stopped.

"Mr. Policeman, you can go."

"Curator, you must keep an eye on that knife!"

"No problem." He breathed a sigh of relief as he watched their departing backs. Qin Kai walked up to him, "Thank you, curator, if you hadn't appeared in time just now, it is estimated that we would have been taken away by the police." The curator turned around, looked at Qin Kai and said, "My name is Joseph Roebuck, you can call me Curator Roebuck." ”

"Curator Roebuck, could it be that you negotiated those two things?"

"Yes! It took a lot of effort for me to get them out of the police. "Robuck came to the nightmare" Now that the ghost of Baker Street has come out again, the nightmare of the people of London is about to begin again. He pushed his glasses with his hand and looked at the knife in deep thought.

"Curator, then we're leaving."

"Walk slowly, don't send." After leaving the British Museum, Qin Kai and the others walked towards the East End of London. Qin Kai looked ahead and thought to himself: Jack the Ripper, the undead of Baker Street, the nightmare of the people of London, who could he be?

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Kai and the others came to the East End of London, which was originally a slum. Most of the buildings here are from the 19th century.

"This used to be a ghetto, and that's where Jack the Ripper's fame spread. Most of its residents are poor and immigrants from coolie backgrounds. ”

Suddenly, the surrounding scene began to blur, and Qin Kai and the others reacted to the fog.

"It's foggy, and London in the fog is the most dangerous, which has also been verified by Conan Doyle's pen."

"What do you think if Jack the Ripper takes advantage of this fog to kill again? He was killed at random, didn't you say that he enjoyed the thrill of killing? ”

"So we have to be careful." A gust of wind blew past Qin Kai, and he vaguely saw a man in a white cloak running over, running forward with the nightmare in his left hand, only to hear a thud, it seemed that someone had fallen into the water.

"Tang Wan, did you hear the sound of falling into the water just now, I deduce that someone probably pushed him down the river."

"Could it be Jack the Ripper? But with such a big fog, who knows where he is? ”

"Is it foggy? Are you trying to hide his whereabouts? ”