Accompanied by the beautiful music, Hiroshi Otoi squeezed Irene Adler's hand and danced easily.

"Can't you tell, you dance pretty well." She praised.

"I know quite a lot, especially postures." Hiroshi Otoi said with a smile.

"That's really exciting..."

"Hey! You stepped on me, bastard!" the man next to him suddenly yelled.

Irene Adler frowned, "Isn't it you who put your feet on the soles of my feet?"

"Damn you guy..." The man retreated dejectedly after seeing Otoi Hiroshi's slightly evil eyes.

"Everyone, please pay attention," the waiter responsible for adjusting the atmosphere of the ball raised his arms, "Regarding tonight's decryption game, the [Crime Minister]'s first crime has been completed."

"The mark of the first victim is red wine. The person who was splashed with red wine was [killed]. Please check with the people nearby."

"wine?"

"It seems that the two of us were not chosen." Irene Adler carefully inspected their clothes.

"Sorry, could you please look at my back?" A gentle voice appeared next to her.

Irene Adler immediately noticed the wine stains on his back after he turned around.

"Ah, that's really bad." She covered her mouth and said.

"It seems," he took off the mask from his face, "I am the first victim."

"Ah! It's Count Moriarty, and she threw red wine at him. That's too much!" A group of female fans were aggrieved.

He walked up to the stage and said with a hint of regret: "I am William James Moriarty, and I have been tricked..."

"Ah! Mr. William!"

"So handsome!"

Then he took off the ring on his finger and handed it to the waiter, "By the way, there are also donations, right? How about this ring?"

The waiter handed out the tray respectfully, "Thank you for your cooperation. I will receive a ring."

Seeing this, Hiroshi Otoi raised his arms and said, "I seem to have been hit too..."

"Give me a moment," he said to Irene Adler.

When he walked upstairs, Moriarty was already sitting there tasting red wine.

"Hey, what do you want to do?" Otoi Hiroshi sat down nonchalantly and poured a glass of red wine.

"I know you are thinking about Jack the Ripper right now, but don't worry, watch a show with me." Moriarty crossed his legs and looked down.

The red wine glass in his hand swayed with very gentle and elegant movements.

Otoi Hiroshi looked down along his gaze, and suddenly a man suddenly rushed onto the stage, covering his neck.

"That woman! That famous stage actress!" he shouted, pointing at Irene Adler. "He was a prostitute!"

After saying that, he died directly on the stage.

"What do you mean?" Hiroshi Otoi's face showed a chill.

Moriarty kept smiling, and then suddenly there were explosions at the masquerade party, and countless exclamations and screams followed.

The scene suddenly became a mess.

When Hiroshi Otoi looked in the direction of Irene Adler again, she had disappeared.

"Otherwise, Jack the Ripper will not appear. Go find her." Moriarty put down his glass, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and wisps of drizzle started to fall without knowing when.

Irene Adler followed Moriarty's instructions and fled all the way to an alley.

Behind her, a black figure strolled over, the dagger in his hand shining with bright silver light.

When he was about to get close to Adler, he accelerated suddenly, raised his dagger and was about to stab her.

At the critical moment, Otoi Hiroshi suddenly appeared and kicked him away.

When the man raised his head, Otoi Hiroshi suddenly discovered that it was the nobleman who had been stepped on by Adler at the dance just now.

He is also the [Crime Minister] of tonight’s game.

"Baron Ronald Rawlinson, it seems he is Jack the Ripper." Irene Adler said to Hiroshi Otoi.

"Hahahahahahaha..." Ronald Rawlinson stood up from the rain, his eyes flashing with madness.

Looking at the figure of Irene Adler, he recalled his miserable childhood.

He is the son of a prostitute.

In this extremely dark society, if he wanted to eat, he could only dig through the garbage dump of the bakery, just to find some discarded bread, but even so, as long as he was discovered by the shop owner, he would be beaten severely.

And he took this bread not only for himself, but also for his mother, who was a prostitute.

The money my mother just received from the guests would be used to buy medicine for herself, and she would also tear up the sheets to bandage herself. Her warm embrace was her only salvation.

He felt that his mother was the most beautiful woman in the world.

Until that day, I heard my mother's shrill scream as soon as I got home.

Because she saw a newspaper that the man she had a crush on before got married to a noble lady.

It turns out that he was also his mother's guest. He promised his mother that he would come to greet her when he lived a good life.

People often say this to prostitutes, and no one believes it, but my mother believed it, and she believed it for thirteen years.

It seems that my mother has changed since that day.

The ferocious look on her face subverted her image in his mind.

What she couldn't accept the most was what she said.

"It would have been better if I hadn't given birth to you."

He finally understood that her purpose of giving birth to him was to maintain her relationship with that man, and that he was nothing more than a tool to her.

As a result, his young love for his mother turned into hatred, and then finally broke out at a certain moment.

On the same night as today, he strangled her throat fiercely, watching her gradually reveal a look of fear, listening to her desperate breathing, and feeling her body gradually becoming cold.

He derived pleasure from it that he had never felt before.

After that, he defected to the man who had become a nobleman, the man who betrayed his mother.

Then a fire burned everything clean.

When he transformed again, he had become a noble who inherited the title.

Even though his hatred for his mother has been avenged, what happened to him when he was young has made him unable to forget that feeling.

So after years of restraint, he finally released the demon in his heart.

Became Jack the Ripper.

And his targets are all prostitutes like his mother.

After listening to his story, Otoi Hiroshi frowned, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"After killing your mother and avenging years of grudges, what else do you want now?" Hiroshi Otoi asked loudly.

"I want the sinful blood flowing in my body to be passed on to the next century on Noah's Ark! Hahahahaha..."

[Question: When Xiao Ming and Xiao Hong buy watermelon, the difference between Xiao Ming’s purchase and Xiao Hong’s purchase is 8 yuan, and the difference between Xiao Hong’s purchase is 6 yuan. The difference between their two purchases is 3 yuan. How much is the watermelon? 】

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