Jack the Ripper, once a nightmare for the British police.

Zhao Nan took Chu Qi to walk along Jian River, looked at the green grass on both sides, and slowly talked about the case from more than 40 years ago.

Between August 7 and November 8, 1888, five women were brutally killed near Whitechapel in the East End of London. These five women were all ji girls and belonged to the lowest level of society at that time. The Whitechapel area was a gathering place for immigrants and a breeding ground for poverty and crime. The police were powerless to do anything about the security of this area. Every day, a large number of cheap women were doing flesh and blood business there.

"Can you be sure that it was a serial killer who committed the crime, and that's the same method?"

The eyes of the seventh day of the lunar month were flashing, full of curiosity.

"Yes, one is because the five people killed are of similar identities and ages. The other one is cut open, and some have taken away some of the body tissues. The murderer wrote letters to the police station several times to provoke and sent the human body tissues he took to the police. Of course, some of them have also studied and believed that some cases were likely to be imitation and crimes, and some of the murderers' letters were also forged, for the purpose of sensation. These have increased the difficulty of the case. In the past forty years, the London police have no clues."

"Ah, so the bearded Sius said that Ms. Wu's murder scene looked familiar."

"Yes, the London police have not given up pursuing Jack in recent years. Of course, they look familiar with the scene. Ms. Wu's abdomen was cut open, her intestines were wrapped around her neck, and her uterus was taken away by the murderer, which was very similar to that year."

"What are you doing when you take these away?" Chu Qi felt that the murderer was too perverted.

"That Jack had taken away the victim's kidneys and later sent half of the kidney to George Lusco of the Whitechapel Alert Committee."

"Half of the kidney, what should he do if he leaves half of it?"

"Maybe it was used as a collectible, maybe... it was eaten? Who knows, the perverted idea is unpredictable, but I didn't expect that the uterus would be taken away this time."

Zhao Nan fell into deep thought.

The murderer began to follow Wu Ying'er, and first punched her belly. Wu Ying'er immediately squatted down with a stomachache. Why did the murderer aim so accurately and directly head towards Wu Ying'er's belly? Then he thought of the murderer taking Ms. Wu's uterus... If he targeted Wu Ying'er's abdomen, the female uterus, the place where the baby was fertilized, and there happened to be a small fetus in Wu Ying'er's uterus.

Is this the murderer’s real goal?

Zhao Nan was startled by the thoughts that suddenly popped up in his mind.

If he really thought this, it wouldn't be Jack the Ripper committing the crime, but someone around Ms. Wu, because only the four children knew that Wu Ying'er was pregnant.

Zhao Nanning believed that all this was a coincidence. The murderer just attacked Wu Ying'er aimlessly and just hit Wu Ying'er's abdomen, killing the fetus.

Thinking of this, Zhao Nan pressed his temple and said, "I think someone should be called over. If you are in a foreign country, Ms. Wu is afraid that she hasn't gone far."

He looked around and said that today was a rare sunny day, with bright sunshine, blue sky, Gothic buildings, and white and gray doves walking around on the green grass. Ye Yan would like such an environment, right?

A few young people walked to the street lights not far away and put down their bouquets and mourned silently. It seemed that everyone around them knew that a murder occurred here.

"Uncle, this is near King's College."

On the seventh day of the lunar month, he looked at the young people who were offering flowers and suddenly spoke.

Zhao Nan nodded, not knowing what he meant.

"The case of Jack the Ripper you mentioned was committed in the Whitechapel area. The staff there were complicated and messy, but this is near King's College, how could that person commit the crime here? Judging from his age, even if the murderer is alive, he must be in his seventies. It is a bit difficult for a person in his seventies to attack people."

"It's not too difficult to look at the height and physical fitness of a European man. After all, it's night. The other party is two oriental women who have just arrived in the UK. They are thin and have not enough strength. They are not familiar with the environment here, and they attack separately."

"But every time a serial killer commits crime, he basically needs to be recurred. How could he come to the vicinity of King's College? The security here is very good, and it is considered a high-level area. If it is a copycat..." Chu Qi's brows were tightly twisted into a lump. "If you imitate and commit crimes, you will follow Jack the Ripper's routine and will not run to the vicinity of King's College. I always feel that something is strange. The bearded policeman is a bit too arbitrary. He can't see that it was a Chinese killed and want to find an excuse to make excuses. Anyway, Jack is committed, and no one can find Jack."

Zhao Nan looked at the Qiqi period and reached out to pat his shoulder gently, sighing: "You have really grown up in the Qiqi period and learned to think independently. It is true that as you said, I also doubt whether Jack the Ripper committed the crime, or that it may not be real Jack and a Jack imitator. What I worry most is that... the murderer may be between the four children."

The seventh day of the junior high school was shocked: "What? It's impossible, why did the four of them attack Sister Wu and kill Ms. Wu? They are all students sponsored by Ms. Wu's organization."

"I hope it won't be them, and I don't want it to be any of them. That's really a grim, terrible human nature."

In the evening, when I stood on the stairs on the stairs, I saw the woman downstairs so scared that I almost rolled down from above.

"Miss Ye...Miss Ye, why are you...How can you..."

"How could I appear here all at once, right?"

Ye Xian was wearing a dress, a small top hat, a pair of black gloves, and a white lambskin handbag. He was dressed as a fashionable lady on the streets of London.

"Have you been here long ago? Come with your uncle?"

Ye Xian's eyes were circulating: "I said I could fly, do you believe it?"

It was clearly such a beautiful beauty standing opposite, vivid and bright, but a coldness appeared in Chu Qi's heart. Yes, he believed that he certainly believed that she could fly and would appear silently anywhere in the world. He saw with his own eyes the white transparent hands, with bright red nail polish on his fingertips, and the thick red seemed to be dripping from his fingertips. Such beautiful hands broke the necks of those people without hesitation and mercilessly. Then she raised her head, with a smile on the corner of her mouth. Now that he thought of the scene on the isolated island, Chu Qi was still chilling.

"What's wrong? I'm not happy to see me?" Ye Xian took off his gloves, his transparent hands, red nails, and shivered in the seventh day of the lunar calendar, forcing a smile: "No, I'm just surprised. Miss Ye is here, and Uncle Zhao Nan hasn't mentioned it before."

"Hmph, you're not your good uncle, you have to mess with me, but it's great. London is a rare sunny day these days, so I'll have fun and play. Hey, why is Ms. Wu dead? She's so miserable? Although I don't like this woman,... Haha, I'd better express my condolences for her unfortunate death. Poor woman, I thought her fangs and claws could live to the age of seventy and eighty."

I didn't know what to say on the Qiqi period of the Chu Dynasty, so I hesitated for a while before I said silly: "Actually, she is a good person."

"You mean I'm not a good person?"

Ye Xian immediately raised his eyebrows.

"No, no, Miss Ye is of course a good person in the world. But sometimes, good people and good people will look at each other and hate each other."

"How old are you? Your tone is a bit philosophical. Yes, why are you trying to be more interested in me when you die?"

"Of course, if you want to compete, you must find the murderer who killed her, take the soul of this woman for your use, and then tell her to go west but she dare not go east but to sit down but she dare not stand."

"Bah, Zhao Nan, I knew that it was nothing good for you to mess with me. It turned out to be for this." Ye Xian waved his gloves and patted Zhao Nan's face gently, and then smiled softly, "But you called me here, beg me well, maybe I'll help you when I feel weak." She said, twisting her waist, "For example, now invite me to a big meal."

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