[Sherlock Holmes] Captured a detective

Chapter 66

"Let's have another cup." At some point, Jenny came out with a teapot, two cups and a plate of snacks. She removed the cups in front of the men, put two new cups, and filled them with new tea. .The tea this time is different from the one just now, it is reddish and honey-flavored, along with the tea, two disobedient goji berries rushed out together.

Bruce Willie and Lestrade, who were appetized by the lemon tea just now, took the initiative to pick up the cups without invitation.

"Doctor Watson works here." Jenny sat down and told the two of them the address. Bruce Willy nodded slightly, indicating that he remembered it.

After drinking a cup of hot tea, I sweated slightly, but felt much more comfortable all over my body. Lestrade couldn't help but sighed, "Thank you, Mrs. Hudson, I feel better. We really need this." His His tone was much softer than before.

Jenny smiled slightly and said nonchalantly, "You know, people always have a bad temper when they're tired or hungry, so I always have a snack ready." She looked at Bruce Willy and knew he was Those who can make decisions, "Can you tell me what you can do with Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson? I am just about to send a newspaper to Mr. Holmes. Although he is not in the UK, he is still very concerned about the recent murders in the UK. So... maybe I can write him a letter by the way?"

Lestrade was somewhat disapproving. Of course, he would not casually talk about the case at hand to a lady because of his professional relationship.But Bruce Willy, who had seen Jenny's unusual side from the beginning, didn't underestimate Jenny like Lestrade.

"It seems that you also read the newspaper." Bruce Willy picked up a small cake and took a bite, and found that the taste was somewhat familiar, as if he had eaten it somewhere.

"Oh, yes, it's so tragic. I remember the poor man's name...Mary Ann Nicholas? That's the name. It's so tragic. And there are many similarities with the last case. How do I feel? It seems to be done by the same person." Jenny said pretending to be very shocked.

"We also have the same suspicion." Lestrade would always follow the topic involuntarily, "She is still pregnant, the murderer is really inhuman."

Bruce Willie was much more straightforward. He didn't say anything superfluous: "Last time, the throat was cut nine times, this time it was two times. The deceased had signs of being beaten. His throat should be cut but he is not dead yet. I was beaten at the time." Bruce Willie made a gesture, "The deceased was 43 years old, and he was... well, a special profession." Bruce Willie finally felt that it was not good to say this in front of the lady, and he vaguely used the word, "The time of his death was like xx o'clock last night. He was found at 45:[-] in the morning. There was also no murder weapon or anything around him."

"I think it's impossible to have nothing, such as blood or footprints." Jenny felt that after cooperating with Sherlock so many times, the police should learn to be smarter. The routines can be summed up and collected so that Sherlock can consult them (you run the police station because your family owns it?).

"Of course we thought of this, but it's a pity, ma'am, she died on the side of the road, there are too many footprints there, and we asked many people, but no other witnesses were found." Searching for witnesses took a lot of manpower, Lestrade was also very helpless.

"Oh, my God." Jenny shook her head. She didn't mean that at all. It seems that the police must have missed a lot.

Bruce Willie was silent for a moment, and asked, "Is there really no way for Mr. Holmes to return to China? Did he say when he would be able to return?"

"I'm afraid it will take several months." Jenny conservatively estimated, she thought of the sentence "maybe related to some people in the UK" in Sherlock's letter, implying Bruce Willy: "Maybe someone doesn't want him to come back so early? "

"Someone will take care of..."

"Well, it's time for us to go." Bruce Willie interrupted Lestrade. "Thank you very much for your tea and pastries."

"You're welcome, haste makes waste, and it will be better to work after resting." Jenny waved her hand, and Fantine brought up two oiled paper bags, "Just in case, take this, beef sandwich .”

Bruce Willie was taken aback, Lestrade already consciously reached out and took his share and stuffed it into his pocket.

Standing at the door, Bruce Willie held Jenny's hand and said affectionately, "Mrs. Hudson, please don't make me worry about your safety, okay?"

Jenny twitched her face, feeling that she should not give him tea, but medicine, "Okay, Viscount Bruce Willie."

"Oh~ I hope you can call me by my name next time we meet, Willie." Bruce Willie turned around smartly, took the sandwich from the shy Fantine and put it in his pocket, and brought Ray, who lowered his head and pretended he didn't see anything. Strade is gone.

Don't you get tired of doing this every time?Jenny Tuzki wondered, should her reputation still be lost?Jenny sighed, and was about to go upstairs to write down some clues she had just learned, but she saw Fantine looking out the door with a nympho look on her face.

"Come back, Fantine, that man is not a good match." Jenny waved her hand in front of Fantine.

"Oh no, Mrs. Hudson, I didn't—"

"I know, he's a really handsome guy, isn't he? As far as I know, there are at least hundreds of women who have slept with him. You don't want to be one of them." Jenny said slightly meanly , "A real nobleman, whether he is a commoner or a maid, is the same in his eyes. Even if it is a delicate rose, after being picked off by him with a face of intoxication, it will only be thrown into the mud. .I think you know very well, Fantine."

"Yes, Mrs. Hudson, of course I understand." Fantine replied with a pale face, the fascination in her eyes just now had disappeared.

Jenny raised her eyebrows and looked at Fantine, making sure she really understood, and then said slowly: "Actually, you don't have to think too much, as long as you can control yourself and see him as a beautiful thing That's fine, after all, such a handsome face is rare."

Fantine convulsed suddenly.

Just eight days after Jenny sent the letter, another case occurred.A coachman living at 29 Hanbering Street found a female body in the fence behind his apartment. The deceased was 47-year-old daughter-in-law Anne Chapman.

Annie's throat was slit like the first two victims, and she was cut open.There are obvious strangle marks on her neck

"It is said that she called for help before she died, but no one paid attention to it." John said to Jenny.Since John was hired by Bruce Willie and Lestrade to be a temporary forensic doctor in the last case, he has also been involved in this case, and he also knows that Jenny, like him, will write to Sherlock to pay attention The case (John is telegraphing).So before telling Sherlock, John decided to talk to Jenny about it.

"No. 29, Hanbering Street." Jenny recalled the reports she had seen before, "Did the first two cases happen on the side of an empty road? But this time it was near a residential area."

"My God, yes." John also discovered this when Jenny reminded him, and he flicked through the newspaper, "And according to my test results, the case happened between four and five in the morning, but But no one noticed any special sound, only an old man who was sleeping unsteadily heard a faint cry for help, but he didn't pay attention and wasn't sure. This shows..."

"This shows that the scope of the murderer's crimes has expanded and his techniques have become more skilled...Now everyone in London has been threatened, and no one can tell who he will find next."

Jenny and John looked at each other, and they both found horror in each other's eyes.

"I must tell Holmes this immediately." John stood up abruptly, as if the name "Holmes" alone could bring him confidence.

"Even if you tell him, he won't come back." Jenny said calmly.

"Then, what should we do then?" John paced up and down anxiously.

"Of course you have to tell Mr. Holmes, I think he will have some suggestions, and then you can tell his suggestions to Police Officer Lestrade." Even if it is just some suggestions, even if it is remotely controlled, the name Holmes is the golden sign of Scotland Yard .

"Oh, yes, that's exactly it. I'm really out of my head, Mrs. Hudson." John suddenly realized.

Jenny rolled her eyes.

John organized the language and sent the matter to Sherlock by telegram, but after waiting for several days, Sherlock did not reply, which made John quite disappointed.

A few days later, the Central News Agency published a letter said to be from the murderer. The letter was written in red ink, stamped with fingerprints, and signed "Jack the Ripper."In the letter, he stated in a joking manner that he was the murderer who killed the gangster, and claimed that he would continue to kill more women before being arrested.

Once the letter was published, it immediately caused an uproar throughout London.

Some people thought that the murderer was so arrogant that he even wrote a letter to the newspaper.Others were relieved/more terrified because the person who claimed in the letter to be killed was a female branch girl.And more people condemned the inaction of the police: three people had already died, and the murderer was so boldly provocative, but the police could not find any clues.

"Lestrade said that the murderer was a daring veteran, because there were no more traces at the scene, no murder weapon, no witnesses, and no calls for help... Lestrade suspected that the murderer might have an accomplice, and he was not a criminal. Otherwise He's a man of great strength, otherwise how could he keep his victim silent while killing?" John said, smoking his pipe.

"Maybe first...to knock the victim out?" Jenny asked uncertainly.

"Maybe, maybe." John felt very tired, not only him, but many Londoners felt tired, and panic made them feel stressed.

It rained another day during the day, and the cold humidity at night made Jenny and John reluctant to go to the cold room with only one person early, so the two simply sat in the kitchen and talked.John smoked and relaxed while Jenny wore a winter woolen shawl.

"By the way, why is Viscount Bruce Willie in charge of this case?" Jenny asked strangely.Because she knew that this case would be fruitless, and the person in charge would definitely be unlucky in the end...give some wax to the viscount.

"I'm not sure. It's probably for political achievements, fame or something. Lestrade said you know Viscount Bruce Willie?" John looked at Jenny very gossip.

"Hehe, we met at the Duke of Windsor's castle. In fact, we only met twice, but..." Jenny made a helpless gesture, "You know, the timing is not very good."

John thought he understood, this topic is not suitable to continue, he changed the subject bluntly: "Oh, uh, that's really... well, but it seems that he is not in charge anymore, in fact Lestrade was also Removal, that letter had too much impact. Everyone is scared now, that 'Jack the Ripper'."

Jenny was a little surprised by the news, but felt that it might not be a bad thing for Lestrade and Bruce Willie.After all, judging from her limited "early knowledge", even after more than 100 years, she did not understand the major case of the murderer. At that time, that is, now, the person in charge of the case must have ended up with a bad result.

In fact, this is what Jenny fears the most—she can't predict who the murderer is, whether the people around her, or even herself, will become the next target, it's just a matter of luck.

What if the murderer gets tired of killing the daughters-in-law?

What if the murderer doesn't want to be confined to the East End? (In fact he has already started to develop into other residential areas)

What if the murderer accidentally takes a fancy to you?

People all over London are thinking about such questions.