No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

Suzuki Qiaoqiao stepped out of the carriage and promised:

"When you go back, I'll accompany you on a trip."

He took the initiative to admit his mistake, and his attitude was correct.

Even if she wanted to get angry, she couldn't find any signs of it.

"Okay, let's go, I'll go to the next location first."

Hai Yuanai waved goodbye and lowered the curtain.

As she gave an address, the coachman galloped off York Street.

Watching his girlfriend go away, Suzuki Qiaoqiao withdrew his gaze:

"Come on, Holmes."

Conan tilted his head slightly, raised his hand to hold the frame of his glasses:

"Mr. Suzuki, you are mistaken."

"what?"

"My identity here is not Sherlock Holmes, but John Watson."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao pouted, somewhat unexpectedly.

He was going to ask Conan why he was alive, but doing so would undoubtedly reveal yesterday's plans.

I had to smile embarrassedly and prevaricate at will:

"Is that so? I haven't seen him before."

Conan noticed that the change of topic was blunt, and did not break it:

"Mr. Suzuki, what are you going to do next?"

"Don't think about it, go to the police station first. If you want to catch Jack the Ripper, you need their assistance."

Conan nodded and pointed to the hired carriage:

"Okay, Mr. Suzuki, let's sit here."

The two did not delay and got on the transportation.

Victor held his younger son with one hand and looked at Suzuki Joe Bridge away eagerly.

He didn't know whether the other party was willing to execute justice.

The carriage left Chelsea and came to the gate of the London Police Station.

Nearly a hundred people gathered outside the gate, huddled together.

They held up banners and flags and launched small and medium-sized demonstrations.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao glanced roughly and quickly understood the core appeal.

People living in the Whitechapel area hope that Jack the Ripper will be arrested and brought to justice as soon as possible.

The rest of the people hoped to strengthen patrols and not repeat the same mistakes.

Entering the hall of the police station, the police officers were going back and forth, very busy.

Officer Lestrade saw Conan and took the initiative to come over and ask:

"John, why are you here? Is there any news?"

The culprit has not yet been found in the Earl Fox case, and Sherlock Holmes is a fugitive.

It is impossible for him to appear in the police station in public, and it is very likely that John will be the message.

Conan shook his head and raised his hand to introduce Suzuki Joe Bridge:

"Officer, this gentleman can help you with Jack the Ripper. I hope to see the chief of police."

As for his glory in Japan, there is no need to take it to London to brag.

Lestrade squinted and looked back and forth:

"If you have any questions, just tell me directly."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao looked straight at him, and his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant:

"Sorry, this police officer, you don't have the authority to mobilize all the police officers. I will try to solve the case within four hours. I hope you can make it easy and introduce it on your behalf. It's good for everyone."

Lestrade folded his arms and seemed rather dissatisfied.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Conan made a package ticket:

"Officer, Mr. Suzuki's detective ability is not inferior to that of Sherlock Holmes. Let him give it a try."

When Lestrade heard the words, he looked back and forth again and waved:

"Come with me, I hope you're not an exaggerated guy."

……

"Dong dong."

"Please come in."

Lestrade pushed open the door of the director's office and introduced:

"My lord, this gentleman offered himself up and said he could catch Jack the Ripper in four hours."

In order to catch this elusive murderer, the director was so worried that his hair fell out a lot.

I heard that someone took the initiative to ask Ying, and suddenly became interested:

"Sir, please take a seat."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao was also welcome, sat on the sofa, and said:

"You can find Jack the Ripper himself before two o'clock in the afternoon if you lend me fifty constables. But before that, I have one condition."

The police chief looked at each other secretly and nodded:

"What conditions, talk about it?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao seems to have thought of a way, and he has a plan in mind:

"If Jack the Ripper is caught, execute it before [-]pm."

"Ah, this..."

The police chief twitched the corners of his mouth, a little embarrassed.

Catching a perverted serial killer like Jack the Ripper can be counted as a political feat.

Sent to the Supreme Court for sentencing, and after conviction, executed by shooting.

In doing so, one can maximize personal interests.

If you kill it early, you can't make a big fuss.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao seemed to see the little abacus in his heart and smiled:

"My lord, I'm leaving London at two or three o'clock in the afternoon. Don't miss this opportunity, if you lose it, you won't come back. Please take good care of it."

The director hesitated, and after a while asked:

"Can you really promise to find Jack the Ripper in two or three hours?"

"That's right, I can't find anyone to count me. But if I find it and let it go, it's your problem."

The director has a severe headache now and has no choice.

If he had a better way, he would have used it long ago.

"Okay, I'll trust you for a while."

"Thank you, Chief."

"Lestrade, count fifty police officers, assist this gentleman, and arrest Jack the Ripper!"

"Yes, sir!"

Chapter 345: Big Data Era

Now, the director is also a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

He didn't have high hopes, but he had to give it a try.

What if it happens?

Suzuki Joe Bridge left the virtual world earlier than Conan.

So time is very tight.

Without any delay, he opened his mouth and commanded:

"Officer, can I see all the official stuff about Jack the Ripper?"

Under normal circumstances, viewing is not allowed.

Thinking of the director's approval, Lestrade didn't say much:

"No problem, this way please."

The person John highly recommended didn't even know the case, but he boasted that the case would be solved within a few hours.

It made Lestrade look at him a little unfriendly.

Recently, Jack the Ripper, who has been rumored on the streets, has become a big concern for the London police.

They set up a special group to collect and organize information.

Things are stacked together, making it easier to look up.

There is something similar to a blackboard newspaper in the room, on which there are several descriptions of the location of the crime and the facts of the case.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao read them one by one to improve the relevant information.

When he was fishing at work in the real world, he had read many books selected by Haibara Ai.

To help solve crimes, most are related to criminal psychology.