On September 27, the Central News Agency received a letter written in red ink and stamped with fingerprints, which began with DearBoss and could basically be summarized as "I killed all those prostitutes, and this is far from over." The letter was playful and arrogant, and the sender's message was clear: I would continue to do so until the police arrested me.

And at the end of this letter, the signature of the whole human crime history is of great significance - JacktheRipper!

At 1 a.m. on September 30, Elizabeth Studet's body was found by a coachman, and unlike previous victims, the 44-year-old Swedish prostitute had her throat cut, but instead of being disemboweled, she had died of blood loss in her left neck artery.

As a large number of police rushed to the scene of the incident, at around 1:45 a.m., Catherine Edaus, a 46-year-old prostitute, was found lying lying in Bishop's Square. In addition to being also cut throat and disemboweled, and her intestines were thrown to her right chest, she was also robbed of part of her uterus and kidney.

What was striking was that at half past one o'clock there was a police officer on patrol who could swear to God that there was nothing unusual here. In other words, in that short fifteen minutes, the murderer neatly carried out this heinous murder and cut the body.

The night seemed destined to be a sleepless night, and at 3 a.m., a police officer searching for a suspected suspect found some blood-stained clothing near Goldston Street (which was later identified as part of an apron worn by Catherine Edaus). On the high wall near where the clothes fell, a line of chalk writing was found by the suspected murderer: "The Jews are not a people who are willing to be resented!" ”

Inspector General Thomas Arnold ordered the phrase to be erased as soon as he arrived at the scene, fearing that the graffiti would be seen by passers-by after dawn and stir up anti-Semitic sentiment.

The cat master's evaluation of this guy afterwards was: "He could simply go find a piece of tofu and kill him or hang himself with a few vermicelli!" This is the only evidence that can be used to compare the handwriting on the murderer's letter! ”

On October 1, the next day, the Central News Agency received another postcard, the text of which was also written in red ink. The writer identified himself as "Naughty Jack" and mentioned that he planned to "do two more things the next day", and based on the date the postcard was sent, the "two things" he said were undoubtedly the murder in the early hours of September 30.

On October 15, a letter addressed to the Whitechapel Vigilance Committee was brought to the attention again. Half of a kidney is attached to the letter, and it is written in black ink. The writer claimed to be "from hell" and said that the kidney had been taken from "a certain woman" (Catherine Edaus, who had her organs removed), and that the other half had been eaten by him. Unlike the previous two letters, this one is not signed by any signature.

At this point, the city of London has completely exploded, and the name of Jack the Ripper has become synonymous with bloodthirsty killers. He was the first killer to create a global media frenzy of murder coverage, and in the years when the newspaper industry was booming, for some tabloids, the appearance of Brother Jack was almost as important as the stamp duty reform, at least the circulation would not lie......

No killer has ever been so well-known that people don't even know if he's male or female, old or young, human or ghost...... All they know is that a terrible legend has been born, and all of them are witnesses.

And it turns out that for many years to come, Jack's shadow hung over almost all serial killers, because he taught the whole world a lesson that if there was "textbook acting" in the world, then he taught "textbook serial murder" on the European stage at the end of the nineteenth century.

…………

On October 22, the fog still did not disperse, but the rain stopped.

A man in a black trench coat came to the cat's office and knocked on the door.

"Please come in." The cat's voice was listless.

The man who walked in was very unfamiliar, he was a very beautiful young man, yes, "beautiful", according to our Chinese parlance, it may be better understood - born with a little white face.

"Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Monte Douglas and I am ......"

"It's a young man." The cat master directly followed his words, but his eyes were not looking at him at all.

Douglas felt a little strange: "Sir...... We've seen it before? ”

The cat master didn't bother to answer his question, and said to himself: "I'm Logan, a detective, he is my assistant Mr. Atkinson, your case can be handled by him with full authority, I think you will get a satisfactory result soon." ”

Wang Xu on the side yawned, looking very impatient: "Say it quickly, Brother Douglas, what do you need help with?" ”

Douglas really didn't expect to open the door to do business like this, and his attitude was so self-serving, but after a little thought, he still said, "Hmm...... Yes, I would like to investigate the identity of a young lady of mine, who is a friend of mine, and although I find it rude to investigate in secret, as you said, I am from a noble family, and if I am not careful, it may have unintended consequences......"

Mao Ye still didn't look this way, but his attitude was as rough as before: "Okay, that's the end of your nonsense, the person in front of you is a detective, not one of those bad old men in the church who can only memorize the Bible, let me guess the truth...... You have a crush on a certain lady, but it is only a one-sided relationship or a general friendship, or even worse, that is, your pursuit is ruthlessly rejected by it, in short, you have planted a big heel on the road of love, so you want to know each other better, to find out if there is any other breakthrough, according to our Chinese saying, this is called knowing oneself and knowing the other side is invincible.

And then you come here hot-headed, of course, people in love don't have any sane minds to speak of, and then, you want to make up a few nonsense and let us go out and do things for you, I'm all right here, right? ”

Douglas's expression instantly became shocked and angry: "You...... How the hell do you know? Who are you? Did someone send you to spy on me? ”

Wang Xu picked up a cup of tea: "Calm down...... Boy...... Be calm......" he said, but he drank his tea.

The cat master continued: "You don't have to put on that kind of expression, I rely on reasoning, the person who eats the detective's bowl of rice is much more powerful than you think, in short, don't play any tricks in front of us, if you have a request, just tell the truth, even if you do it again, Mr. Atkinson will be duty-bound." ”

"I ...... I ......," Douglas was momentarily speechless.

Wang Xu sighed and said, "Hey...... He's more irritable because he's in trouble in a certain case, you'd better not mess with him, and tell me if you have something to say, but tell the truth, otherwise that guy will take the opportunity to find fault and vent. ”

Although Douglas was a little angry, he felt that the abilities of the two guys in front of him were absolutely worthy of recognition, and he had to endure it for the sake of the woman he loved: "Okay, here's the thing...... About half a month ago, I visited the house of Mrs. Edith Baxter, who had been my nurse and my mother and was a good friend, just like my aunt. I was on some errands near Paddington Station that day, and her home was very close to there, so I stopped by to visit her.

Her husband died young, and her daughter was 10 years old, but she was still living a prosperous life, and every time I visited them, I was glad to see that Mrs. Baxter and little Sally were still healthy.

But on that occasion I met another man, who was little Sally's governess, and was staying at Mrs. Baxter's house, and I remember that I had not seen such a beautiful young lady as a teacher when I visited them in early July.

She was so beautiful, I thought such a beautiful woman would only appear in dreams, but that day she appeared in front of me alive, her sweet voice and graceful posture could conquer any man! I think her suitors could go all the way to Northern Ireland if they lined up! ”

Wang Xu stared vainly, as if Douglas's sensational speech was meaningless, he took out paper and pen from the drawer and threw them on the table, and the other hand didn't even put down the teacup: "Okay, you can keep these words for yourself and use them slowly, I only need the name and address, and after writing it down, I will help you check her to the bottom, from cosmetics to toilet paper brands, from mate selection to allergies, I can list you as a document." ”

Douglas not only didn't think Wang Xu's words were vulgar at the moment, but he thought that being able to say such explicit words was a reliable performance! I saw him pick up his pen and write down a list of addresses, and finally with a very reverent expression, he wrote the name of a young woman in another blank space.

The corner of the cat's eyes finally glanced this way, and then the corners of his mouth were almost cracked to the root of his ear......

Wang Xu watched the paper being placed in front of him, his eyes were about to pop out, and all the mouthfuls of tea were sprayed on Brother Douglas's face, and he choked half to death.

The name on the paper was none other than Eleanor.