I'm not an old sword

Finding a stable groom to pull the cart can not only save time, but as an editor, Roy values ​​the smooth personality of the other party - he can learn a lot of new things from the other party's mouth every day, although most of them can't be published in the newspaper But it is enough to come across a piece of useful news once in a while.

Roy was also happy. Having a regular boss not only allowed him to earn more money, but he also made extra money if he said something useful. Roy, who had several younger siblings to support, worked extra hard.

"In terms of things, there is one."

Roy thought about the news that could be published in the newspaper, and said, "The gentlemen of Scotland Yard heard that the suspect in the Ripper case was caught a few days ago."

"I heard about it."

Victor sighed: "Probably another unlucky guy."

The Jack the Ripper case is the largest case in the history of London and even the whole of Britain, and it is quite a headache for Scotland Yard.

The newspaper is also happy to report such information, but to be honest, the newspaper has no interest in catching suspects, because since the first victim appeared more than three months ago, Scotland Yard has arrested hundreds of suspects, but now the murderer Still at large and people continue to lose their lives.

"It's different this time." Roy said quickly, "You know Sir York, right?"

"That guy." Victor frowned, and soon thought of this person, a little envious and a little funny: "What did that guy do?"

Envy is because York was favored by Queen Victoria at a young age, and I heard that the Queen intends to marry her granddaughter to him.

It's funny because he was very unlucky. A few days ago, the previous director of Scotland Yard was dismissed because of the unsolved "Jack the Ripper" case. No one thought that this lucky guy who was envied by men could freely enter and leave Buckingham Palace Even 'unlucky' to become the new manager of Scotland Yard.

Scotland Yard, the name of the Metropolitan Police Department of the British capital.

The area in charge includes the security and maintenance of traffic in the entire Greater London area. It is located in Westminster, London, about 200 yards from the House of Lords. It is the police agency in the Greater London area of ​​the British capital. At the same time, the agency also undertakes major national tasks. , such as cooperating with commanding anti-terrorism affairs, defending royal family members and senior officials of the British government, etc.

The manager of such an institution is a fat job, but also time-sharing.

For example, the Jack the Ripper case is raging now, and many high-ranking officials, noble ladies, and wives have been murdered. The pressure on Scotland Yard is extremely high, and there have even been many voices recently saying that the higher-ups think that Scotland Yard is just a plan to get rich. Get a new police agency to take it down.

Of course, Victor knows that there are so many purely dispelling public anger, and the people are about to be driven crazy by Jack who kills people almost every day in the past few months!

In just over three months, because of Jack the Ripper, Scotland Yard has changed three batches of officials, and Sir York is the fourth batch, and that guy's previous reputation was all about his affairs and hooking up with the princess. Such a guy No matter how you look at it, it looks like you were sent to take the blame.

"But it seems like he really got it!"

"what?"

Victor frowned, and instinctively felt that he was crazy. Scotland Yard and the Royal Palace had long reported such a big event in major newspapers. When he heard it from a coachman, he immediately lost interest in talking to him again. He chatted.

However, the instinct of the newspaper editor made him patiently ask, "What's going on?"

"On that day, several witnesses saw an oriental man appear at the scene of the crime. Sir York pursued him overnight and caught him."

"I know." Victor nodded, "After a short interrogation, he was released due to insufficient evidence."

As he spoke, he couldn't help laughing again: "I heard the people from Scotland Yard complained that Sir York was too gentlemanly to be so polite to a suspect. To be honest, I was shocked when I heard this. Beating into a trick?"

Roy also smiled.

"Brassing into a trick" is a joke, and it's more a fact. It happened about a month after the Jack the Ripper case.

At that time, Jack the Ripper killed 23 people in a row, and Scotland Yard did not know whether it was under pressure or because he thought that Jack the Ripper would not appear, so he found someone who claimed to have caught Jack the Ripper. Under the shadow of Jack in his hand, people were panicked, and they believed in it after learning about it.

And Scotland Yard was exceptionally efficient at executing each other in public at the urging of the palace.

After that, there was no incident for three consecutive days, but on the second day of the execution, Jack the Ripper appeared again. At the same time, the letter also ridiculed Scotland Yard's "brilliant deeds".

That incident also led to the first large-scale substitution of Scotland Yard. During that time, the report of the substitution alone prevented him and his colleagues from looking for news for several days.

While Roy looked at the noisy street in the distance, he felt his throat was a little dry, he swallowed to moisten his throat and said, "That's what you said, Mr. York sent some people to guard day and night, guess what's going on these days? Jack the Ripper never came out again, and you see how beautiful the weather is these days, not a bit of fog."

Victor realized belatedly that the sky was no longer foggy.

With the homicide, the weather in London seemed to be sad and weird, and it was foggy for more than three months.

Victor, who graduated from high school, has always believed that it is air pollution, but thinking about it, it seems that since the suspect named 'Lin Qingsu' was caught and placed under house arrest that day, the fog suddenly disappeared.

"That's what you say, but if you don't have evidence, you can't be published in our Central News Agency newspaper." Victor sighed: "We are not those local tabloids. Witches and the like have long since disappeared, and they are not allowed to exist."

"But, look."

Roy pulled the reins, and the speed of the carriage slowed down.

Looking along Roy's finger, Victor saw that the street at the intersection that intersected with his road to work was crowded with people.

He recognized that street, which was Baker Street. In the past, when Mr. Holmes was there, their newspaper office often went there to get some news, but for some reason in recent months, Mr. Holmes heard that he had traveled to the United States. Haven't returned yet.

"Give back my daughter's life!"

"Death! Death!"

"Orientals get out of London!"

Hearing the angry shouts of the crowd on Baker Street, Victor suddenly understood what Roy wanted to say.

Although there is no suspicion of guilt and newspapers are not allowed to report unverified news, it seems that the public is very happy to see it.

As long as sales are high enough, does authenticity matter?

......

'Whoa! '

A stone wrapped with a note suddenly smashed in.

Broken windows.

The constant abuse on the street since yesterday became clearer.

Lin Qingsu got up and went to the window, picked up the piece of paper wrapped around the stone from the broken glass, opened it, and saw that it was covered with the word "death" covered in red paint.

"It seems that many people are talking about me." Lin Qingsu said with a smile.

The people in the room were not as optimistic as he was.

Weber frowned, and after thinking about it for several days, he didn't know how to solve this matter.

Little Angel Gray curled up in bewilderment.

The two Mordreds were very upset. If Lin Qingsu and Artoria hadn't told them to stay calm, they would have rushed out and killed all the people.

On the other hand, Brunhilde and Linglongguan Meishaye had pure killing intent on their faces.

One is a murderous Valkyrie, and the other is a standard version of a magician who doesn't take human life seriously. Their own men were scolded. If they didn't have scruples, they really wanted to kill all the ants.

The only one with an expressionless face was Artoria, she was used to it, and she was often accused and abused when she was king.

And only Lin Qingsu could laugh: "Tsk, I didn't expect that group of guys to control Jack the Ripper, I thought it was the same as "Hyundai", Jack the Ripper was against them. "

"Anyway, this has to be done, but Jack the Ripper won't come out..."

Wei Bo said helplessly: "Now it's not the enemy's conspiracy, or even this may not be the opponent's strategy, the opponent is just pushing the boat along."

"But everything must be considered from the worst angle, whether they did it or not, just push it on them."

Lin Qingsu smiled and waved the note in her hand: "So don't frown, this is good news for us."

Gray raised his little head, and whispered in doubt: "Good news?"

"of course."

"But if Jack the Ripper doesn't come out again, Mr. Lin, you will definitely be regarded as a murderer!"

"We are magicians, why should we consider problems from the perspective of ordinary people."

Lin Qingsu asked back, looking at Gray's puzzled expression.

"Let me ask you, well, you have seen your teacher playing games, so what would you do if you had the absolute power to crush monsters when your teacher was playing games?"

Gray tilted his head, wrinkled his little nose, tried hard to recall the way the teacher played the game, and whispered uncertainly after a long while.

"Go all the way?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gray's eyes lit up: "You mean that the opponent's strength is weaker than ours, so they adopted this method?"

"of course."

In fact, it is not necessarily true. It is also possible that the other party is the type of clown who does not seek results but only wants to have fun.

Of course, if one considers the condition with almost no probability, there may be too much to think about, so Lin Qingsu doesn't think about it, if it is, then he will admit it.

"That's what I said, but now our first priority is to solve the problem of public opinion."

Now it's not just the suspect Lin Qingsu who is being restrained.

Although they have not been restricted in their freedom of life, they have already been regarded as Lin Qingsu's accomplices and are hated by the people of London. Let alone looking for someone, if the landlord's wife is not kind-hearted, they would have been homeless and driven out of London Even Britain.

Weber said helplessly: "Otherwise, before we find each other, we will be cornered by millions of people in London."

......

Meanwhile, London Church.

The middle-aged priest who had just finished worshiping for the believers was preparing to end his morning work.

"and many more."

Just as he was about to close the door, suddenly a hand was put on the door, and the priest let go.

The man came in, a very temperamental young man: "Father, I have a question, I wonder if you can answer it for me."

"Guiding the lost lamb is the responsibility given to me by the Lord." The middle-aged priest said kindly.

Just as the two sat down, a man with black and white hair appeared behind the priest out of thin air, but neither of them seemed to notice it.

"Father, I am very disappointed in you."

The young man suddenly smiled and sighed.

"I didn't expect you to be defeated by such a guy. It was in vain that Fei Lefu resurrected you."

"It was indeed my mistake." Kotomine Kirei's expression remained unchanged: "But who would have thought that he would be that king?"

The famous King Arthur will actually be transformed into a modern oriental activity.

And the knight who has always been known as a noble man hooked up with another wife, but the cursed Valkyrie abandoned her original lover and followed another man after only a few days of getting along.

After thinking it over, Kotomine Kirei felt that he was not wronged.

Who can beat this?

Originally thought well, summon Sigurd by myself and let a master summon Brunhilde, then rely on Sigurd to draw Brunhilde, and then fool the little girl by myself, At that time, sitting on a great hero and a Valkyrie will still be her own body, and completing the ceremony will not be easy.

Who would have thought that Cheng Yaojin would appear out of nowhere and have an affair with Brunhilde, but he was someone who had seen him before!

The young man smiled when he heard the words, and didn't pursue it, but said with great interest: "If Lefe knew that the prey he had been longing for had been given to me by accident, what would his expression be? I really want to see it. "

The shouts of the people's demonstrations seemed to be heard from afar outside the door.

After listening intently for a while, Kotomine Kirei smiled and said, "As expected of a demon god who can control emotions, he drove them into a desperate situation so easily."

"Is it hopeless?"

The young man smiled: "How do you think they will react?"

"Under the current situation, there is nothing more than killing, feigning death, and escaping."

"Yeah, all the suspicions are pointed at him. As long as Jack the Ripper doesn't appear for a day, he will be the murderer for a day. After a long time, even if there is no evidence, I will be forced to issue a hunting order."

The young man sighed: "So, there are only three possibilities."

"The first is to kill millions of people in London. Not only will no one blame them, but we will have nowhere to hide."

Kotomine Kirei said: "Unfortunately, except for the girl from the Linglong Pavilion family, no one among them would dare to do such a thing."

"Our holy sword is brave, but he doesn't dare to do such a thing in front of those women." The young man added, sighing: "So, woman! Do you think I should find our holy sword?" Master Swordsman, talk to him carefully, after all, my power has "feelings", maybe I can help him. "

Kotomine Kirei ignored him: "If you fake death, you will continue to release Jack the Ripper until he disappears from people's sight. At that time, even if people can't find him, they will point the finger at his companions. London is struggling, and it's impossible to find us."

"As for escaping, it's as good as continuing our ceremony after he faked his death."

The young man looked into the depths of the chapel with great interest.

The suffering saint was nailed to the cross, and the wailing of pain seemed to be hidden under the holy expression.

The young man couldn't help showing a mocking smile: "So, the noble knight was accused by innocent people, what will he do?"

......

"Why should we care what they think of us?"

He crumpled the note and threw it into the fireplace, and the red-painted hateful paper turned into ashes and dissipated under the flames.

"It's fine if you turn the table over."

"Turn the table?" Weber was stunned.