The next day, when Ludon woke up, he received good news from Inspector Ray.

"Got Jack the Ripper!"

Inspector Ray said excitedly,

"That guy tried to resist, I shot him in the calf, after he was caught, his mouth was originally very hard, according to what you said, he was stimulated twice, everything was said, and the murder weapon has been found! That guy is just a lunatic."

"Oh."

Ludon, who was eating breakfast, stretched out his hand while reading the newspaper,

"Give me the salt."

Todd handed the salt to Ludon and continued to grapple with the food in front of him.

Their diet in the small building was all taken care of by Hannibal.

I have to say that when it comes to vegetarianism, Hannibal has a hand and his cooking skills are really good.

As for the meat, Todd swears that he will only eat fish made by the other party in this life.

Looking at Lu Deng's breezy appearance, Inspector Lei was a little confused, and asked,

"Aren't you curious, Mr. Luden?"

"What's there to be curious about?"

Ludon asked rhetorically,

"It's just a murderer, after being caught, the gallows is his only destination, this story has no sense of expectation, and I'm even a little tired of it."

Inspector Lei was a little overwhelmed for a while.

In his opinion, being able to catch a notorious serial murderer is, in any case, something to celebrate.

But with Mr. Ludon, it is less important than reading the newspaper in the morning.

Inspector Ray was just about to say something more when his stomach screamed.

"Goo-"

He was hungry.

Hannibal warmly invites Inspector Ray to join the breakfast queue in order to bring bread and soup.

Inspector Lei picked up a sausage, cut off a piece and put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion,

"Mr. Hannibal, how do you make this sausage, so delicious?"

Hannibal calmly accepted the other party's compliment, and replied politely,

"Exclusive secret recipe."

"It's so delicious, why don't you have some too?"

Inspector Ray sells sausages to the others at the table and shares the deliciousness.

Todd said coldly, "I'm a vegetarian. ”

Luton implicitly refused, "I've eaten it before." ”

Miss Miller wanted to try it, but she was already full, and it was not a good choice to eat sausages in the morning in order to maintain her figure.

Inspector Lei showed off the whole sausage alone, and even wanted to pack some back.

"I'm sorry, but these foods belong to the Holy Sanatorium."

Hannibal refused this request, he could cook for the multitude, but the food could not leave the Holy Sanatorium.

This is Hannibal's principle, not to take a gram of meat from the Holy Sanatorium.

"It's a shame."

Inspector Ray wiped his mouth indiscriminately, stood up, and said goodbye to Luden,

"We are expediting the trial of Jack the Ripper, and as for Mr. Ludon, the charges against you and Todd will also be dropped, I have already sent the documents this morning, and there will be a result soon!"

The charges can be revoked, don't think about apologies or anything, and compensation is impossible.

It's already a blessing to be able to clear the charges, but what else can you ask for?

Ludon said perfunctorily,

"I can't put into words how grateful I am, and I can't wait to go back to the orphanage and take care of those poor children."

He went around in such a big circle, washed away the charges he had not committed, and finally thanked the other party.

The whole thing is absurd and funny to a certain extent.

Ludon really wanted to laugh.

In this matter, Inspector Ray knows that he is at fault, and Ludon is still the main hero in capturing Jack the Ripper.

He just smiled awkwardly,

"Holy Father bless you."

Inspector Lei came and went in a hurry.

Not long after he left, there was a muffled sound of a wooden cork popping in the dining room.

"Champagne—"

Each person was given a small glass of wine to celebrate the victory briefly.

The wine was taken from the sanatorium.

Ludon was very supportive of this kind of white prostitution, and even wanted to increase it.

Todd was in a good mood, and casually praised,

"It's a good wine."

Hannibal lowered his voice and said in a voice that only two people could hear,

"Did you know, Mr. Todd, that trees that grow from dead animals have a special aroma?"

The corners of Todd's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly,

"I wouldn't want to know if I could!"

Hannibal apologized for this,

"Sorry, you can let me know in advance next time."

Todd:.

Millet raised his glass and congratulated Ludon,

"You really did, Mr. Luden!"

"I doubt it, Miss Millet."

Luden shook his head, with a light smile on his face, and said confidently,

"Jack the Ripper doesn't go through trial, he doesn't even spend a whole day in a dungeon."

Hearing this, Miller's expression became solemn.

"No, they can't do this, they died so many people before they caught him, how could they let him go?!"

In Miller's opinion, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible to happen, and it cannot be allowed to happen!

"This is the Fog Capital, Miss Miller."

Ludon drank the wine in his glass and emphasized,

"It's all foggy."

The innocent are brought to justice in chains, but the guilty are freed from their shackles and go unpunished.

This is the fog capital.

The smile on Miller's face gradually faded, the joy in his heart faded little by little, and there was even some despair in the depths of his eyes.

She wasn't desperate because of Lutdon's words.

She's desperate because she's found out. What Mr. Lutden said may be true.

Security Corps.

Dungeon.

Since the last escape, the security forces have strengthened their supervision of the dungeon: they have reduced the food supply to the prisoners, and they have used the prisoners' food money to strengthen the dungeon's defenses!

In this way, the hungry prisoners will not have the strength to escape from prison!

Kill two birds with one stone.

In the depths of the dungeon, there is a special prisoner - Jack the Ripper.

Today is a lively day.

Because the dungeon welcomed another big man, the herald with the black scepter, from the palace.

"How could a big man like you come to such a place, or see the ripper"

The warden's flattering voice came to an abrupt end.

He looked at the document in front of him and trembled slightly, not daring to say anything.

After a long time, the chief warden said slowly,

"Since there is a pardon from His Majesty the King, of course you can take this prisoner away."

The warden just didn't understand why a murderer could get the king's pardon.

His Majesty is very old, he has not been seen for half a year, and there are even rumors that he is dead.

This isn't something a dungeon warden should worry about!

The herald with the black scepter ignored the chief guard, but stepped into the deepest part of the dungeon on filth, and the chief warden did not follow suit.

The herald came to a torture rack and looked at the man tied to it.

After being tortured all night, the man was dying, with more breath in and less breath out.

"You're a loser, Jack, the real ripper jack won't get caught."

The Black Scepter Herald looked ahead and said coldly,

"The church is disappointed in you."