"The Widow" Bertha

Reverend White is still in poor health.

A few meters away from the hall, Bertha could clearly see that he was supporting himself. If it wasn't for leaning against the edge of the living room wall, it would be difficult for him to stand on his own.

"How did you come here?" Bertha asked directly, looking past Dr. Lear.

"Don't worry, ma'am."

Pastor Brian White misunderstood what she meant. The young man smiled, his expression still as gentle as jade: "I explained the situation, and they let me go. Your boys are all safe."

Bertha: "..."

She frowned slightly.

What does it mean to be safe?Is this security the security of the universal sense, or the security of your Truth Society.

Before the retort came out, Sherlock Holmes behind Bertha suddenly said bluntly: "So you are all members of the Truth Society."

The pastor didn't answer.

It was Dr. Alan Lear who confirmed it for him. He finally wrapped up the wound from which his skin had been torn off: "It's useless. Even if you track down this point, it's just useless work."

"So crazy," Bertha couldn't help mocking, "Do you think you can still run?"

"You think you're the only one who has thugs, Mrs. Thames?"

Dr. Lear shot back coldly: "You can try, no matter what, my task has been completed."

task?

Bertha couldn't stop looking in Reverend White's direction.

She looked at him, and the priest also turned his eyes.The eyes of the young pastor were always clear, and even the serious illness didn't affect it at all, as if the chaos in his body had nothing to do with his soul.

"You are the Ripper," Thomas asked, "what on earth are you trying to do by attacking so many people?"

Treating the person who almost caught him in the daytime, Doctor Lear sneered: "What are you doing, Thomas Thames?"

Only then did Pastor White speak softly: "If I remember correctly, there was a rule in the former Truth Society that no one could refuse anyone's question, Alan. It was established to spread the truth to the world."

Doctor Lear suddenly shut up.

interesting.

The confrontation between these few words is enough to show that Pastor White actually has the upper hand between the two.And... not the complicity Bertha had originally expected.

"I see."

Not only Bertha saw the problem, Sherlock Holmes went further than him.

"You don't want to say it, Doctor Lear," said the young detective with a cold expression. "I can explain it for you. You are the murderer in Whitechapel. I think Reverend White is too."

"How?" asked Reverend White.

"The modes of committing the crimes in the previous two episodes are similar, but they are always different," Holmes replied. "I have always wondered what made the murderer change his mode of attack, and now I see the answer."

"Then there are two murderers in Whitechapel."

Holmes's words resounded loudly: "You are the murderer who killed Martha Garrison in the first place."

The priest closed his eyes.

"You grieve for it?"

Sherlock Holmes seemed to be surprised, but then turned his head as if understanding: "Yes, you will be sad because it was not your intention at all, but your behavior after you lost consciousness. ——Martha Gary Mori got 39 knives. It doesn’t look like a sane person did it. On the contrary, the scene of the No.2 victim was carefully arranged, so I used to be confused by it. Now it seems that I fell into it. Mistakes in thinking."

"Until now," said Reverend White.

"Yes, until now," Holmes nodded, "I was puzzled as to why the murderer who stabbed the victim 39 times, almost venting his anger, suddenly had the leisure to outline the presented crime scene in the second phase of the case. Looking at it now , because the second case was done by the imitator, Dr. Lear."

Bertha understood immediately.

If so, everything is well explained.

"You even tried to kill a third man instead of the pastor," said Bertha. "It's a pity that Thomas should have just shot you."

As she spoke, she looked down at Dr. Lear's calf, which was also bandaged.

Dr. Lear sneered: "I would rather know how your people knew where I would appear, Mrs. Thames."

Of course Bertha would not answer her - she couldn't tell the other party, because she had the script in her hand!

Holmes didn't give Dr. Lear any time to ask questions. The young detective turned his falcon-like gaze to the silent Reverend White: "I'm afraid you only realized not long ago that you were being watched by Mrs. Thames' men. , the third murder could not have been committed by himself, it could only have been Dr. Alan Lear."

"Yes."

Reverend White frankly admitted: "That's exactly what I said to Mrs. Thames' boys. Your reflexes are amazing, Mr. Holmes. I assure you and Mrs. Lear, Dr. Lear will not kill again."

Holmes: "Because you promised him to join the Truth Society?"

Dr. Lear said that his task has been completed, what task?I'm afraid it is to bring back Dr. Brian White, who has been missing for many years.

"I have to thank you, Mrs. Thames." Doctor Lear said, "If you hadn't used this to send the leader of the Jesse gang to the gallows, the Truth Society would not have paid so much attention to what happened in the Whitechapel area. If you don't let me come, you won't be able to meet Brian again."

Having said that, Bertha has also figured out the basic order of the case.

First of all, Pastor White admitted that Martha Garrison died at his hands, that is to say, he was the one who brought in Dr. Lear, who was in charge of the autopsy, after he went out to kill someone due to an illness.

Prior to this, Brian White, who was part of the survey team and perhaps an important member of the Truth Society, had disappeared from the social circle for a long time because of his belief in God.

A large part of the reason was that he couldn't remember the past, but Bertha thought that maybe at first, Reverend White wanted to distance himself from him.

I am afraid that the Truth Society did not expect that the person who discovered the "light" has been in London all these years, right under their noses, assisting God to save all living beings in the slums.

Bertha understood: "You imitated Pastor White's crime in order to get him back."

"He promised to go back, so I stopped."

Dr. Lear admitted without hesitation: "It's a pity, Mrs. Thames, your brother should really kill me-if he can."

Probably not, since you don’t feel anything after being shot, Bertha doubts whether Thomas and Sherlock can beat Dr. Lear who is about to go all out.

"So," she said, "that symbol in the bar, you drew it."

Doctor: "What symbol?"

Bertha:? ? ?

Dr. Lear didn't take Bertha's problem seriously. He sneered a few times: "It doesn't matter, Mrs. Thames. Not only do you have thugs, but we also have thugs. You should keep this in mind as early as when you made your fortune through the drug trial case , The Truth Society is very vengeful."

Bertha: "Oh, it seems that Holmes and Miss Marple are also on your revenge list."

Dr. Lear's expression was serious: "You really know that couple."

Bertha suddenly broke into a smile.

Okay, now she understands, the Truth Society doesn't know that she is Miss Marple at the moment.

It's not surprising, no matter how she is a detective, in the eyes of the enemy, she is nothing more than "Holmes' lover". The real threat still lies with Mycroft Holmes himself.

She got useful information, and Holmes was no exception.

When it came to the trial drug case, the young detective suddenly realized: "So it turns out that Dr. Lang En is engaged in drug research and development for your use."

After the previous case was over, Holmes had been investigating what happened in the laboratory, and today the truth finally came to light.

Sherlock Holmes laughed, and then looked at Dr. Lear's bandaged arm: "In order to prolong your life, isn't it? Dr. Alan Lear, I'm afraid that Brian White found the "light" After the incident, you followed the people of the Truth Society to South America again!"

"After the second and third survey teams went, Pastor White was not the only survivor. But you all had the same symptoms, and your body was uncontrollably leaning towards death, so the laboratory far away in London nominally started Developing drugs for soldiers, and even doing those bloody experiments, are actually for you."

After Holmes finished speaking, he put away his smile. Although the young detective had a calm look on his face, the flash of disgust in his eyes still revealed his attitude: "What's the use of Pastor White going back? You all Not long to live."

"It's the same with you." Doctor Lear countered immediately.

It seems that there is nothing else to ask.

What can be confirmed is that the contact method of the Truth Society has always been to contact the offline alone. Doctor Lear estimates that the level is relatively high, but...

Bertha's eyes moved to Reverend White.

When the hall fell into silence, the person involved in the whole incident, the extremely important key in the eyes of the Truth Society, slowly stood up straight while supporting the wall.

"Is there anything else you would like to ask, Mrs Thames?" he said.

"I want to ask where your base camp is," Bertha asked back, "Can you tell me?"

"That's nothing to ask."

Reverend White laughed.

His smile was still so clean, and he was still innocent in such a tense atmosphere.The pastor asked his old friend again: "Then do you have anything else to say, Allen?"

Dr. Lear: "I have nothing to say to them."

Pastor White nodded: "Okay."

After speaking, he took out a gun from the black priest's attire.

At that moment, Thomas walked around to Bertha almost reflexively, but he immediately discovered that Brian White's target was not Mrs. Thames, nor Sherlock Holmes.

The cold muzzle was aimed directly at Alan Lear's back.

The gunshots exploded, hovering in the empty hall, and Alan Lear staggered a few steps forward due to the impact of the bullets.He turned his head to look at Pastor White in disbelief, but there was no expression on his face that changed due to pain.

Pastor White restrained his smile and pulled the trigger again.

The second time, the third time, the fourth time.

He stood up against the wall and moved forward almost with all his strength. When he pulled the trigger for the fifth time, the bullet shot through Dr. Alan Lear's head with precision, as if there would be no injury or pain , the murderer who has almost surpassed the category of "living person", finally fell to the ground because of the shooting.

The blood flowed unstoppably, soaking the carpet in the hall.

Bertha was motionless.

Pastor White stared into Dr. Lear's eyes, and after confirming his death, the youth pastor said, "He's right, ma'am, he did notify the Truth Society, and they'll be here soon, but it's an ambush instead. Good opportunity. You can set up the scene and catch the fish in the urn. If you do it right, you can completely wipe out all the members in London."

Bertha nodded: "Thomas? Go to the Diogenes Club."

Thomas: "...I see."

He gave Pastor White a complicated look, then put away his posture of protecting Bertha, and turned to leave.

The priest just looked up.

The last shot was very close, causing Pastor White's black robe and baby face to be stained with blood, but the young pastor's eyes were still clear. He looked at Bertha and Sherlock for a while, and then burst out laughing.

"Are you really not afraid of me doing it?" the pastor asked.

"If that's the case," Bertha said calmly, "You don't need to tell me about the smearing at the hotel. In fact, you are investigating the Truth Society, right?"

"Do not."

Reverend White shook his head.

"I was looking into my past," he said with a smile. "I kid you not, ma'am, I really don't remember anything. Before I ... killed Martha Garrison with my own hands, I didn't even remember I didn't know who Alan Lear was until he came to me and said he was my friend."

"..."

"Please deal with the matter here first."

"Is that how you intend to leave? Do I need to remind you," Bertha said, "Killing a person is also killing."

"I know, I also have something to say to you," the pastor nodded happily, "I'll wait for you in church, ma'am."

"mosque."

"Yes."

Pastor White withdrew his gun, his face was still pious against the background of blood.

"I also have something to say to God," he laughed.