"The Widow" Bertha

Inspector Lestrade came to Thames Office for the second time, but he was still greeted by an empty door.

"This……"

The young police officers behind him couldn't help but be dumbfounded: "What should we do, boss?"

Lestrade: Damn, how did he know what to do? !

If he didn't know that he was being tricked after seeing the things in front of him, then Lestrade had been a policeman for so many years.

He wiped his face, and casually pointed at a police officer who was not wearing a police uniform: "Go out and find out, where are the people from Thames fighting with people?"

"Fight, fight...?"

"Go!"

"Oh, oh oh!"

The little police officer turned around and went out with a blank expression on his face, and Lestrade went upstairs and downstairs to confirm his guess even more—he was tricked by that Mrs. Thames again!

The Thames Office is a decent store in name, and there are people coming and going every day. Isn't it easy to inquire about some news?Even Scotland Yard knew that Thomas Thames' younger siblings lived on the premises.

Lestrade didn't mean to hurt the children, but the key point is that the few girls and boys living in the store are not here, isn't this just ready to wait for him to come to the door!

His nose is going to be crooked!

"Boss!"

Just as he was holding back his fire, the police officer who went out to inquire about the news came back: "They said that the Thames has gone to the west, and they are going to fight with the white pigeon tonight."

That's pretty cool!

As soon as he heard the word "fire merger", Inspector Lestrade didn't care whether he was being played or not, and turned around suddenly: "What are you doing, one or two? Are you waiting to collect the gang members' corpses afterwards?"

So the original action of receiving reports to raid the stowaways turned into an action of arresting private brawlers and gang members in an instant.

Detective Inspector Lestrade led a small team of policemen towards the west of the Whitechapel District, but what awaited them was not the usual scene of gangsters lining up to speak harshly.

There is no white pigeon gang, only the eye-catching red scarf and red gloves under the night.

The leader, Thomas Thames, was standing at the entrance of the west block. He leaned against the wall carelessly until he saw Inspector Lestrade's face clearly. The handsome young man stood up straight immediately.

"Thames, you mean to—"

"—Inspector, you have to decide for us!"

Lestrade almost choked on his own saliva.

Who doesn't know that the street gangs in the Whitechapel area are the top snakes, and Thomas Thames is the second in command of the gang. Lestrade had heard of him a few years ago, because he was slick and hard to catch. Hold on to the handle and charges.Now a gangster with a career longer than many police officers of his age came to ask Scotland Yard to call the shots.

It's clear that they are squatting and waiting for them, okay!

And Thomas Thames didn't care what Inspector Lestrade thought.

The streets were empty in the middle of the night, only Thomas and a few young men dressed in the same clothes squatted on guard, so there was no reason for Inspector Lestrade to want to find fault.

In particular, the other party looked sincerely asking for help, and said in a low voice: "There are a few stowaways, I am afraid they have found a backer in the Whitechapel area, and have been looking for trouble near our office for a long time! Inspector, we are all serious business People, it is really helpless, please help us catch those illegal immigrants!"

Inspector Lestrade: "..."

If you are a serious businessman, he took off his police badge on the spot and threw it into the Thames to float it.

But the other party's calculations are his own calculations, and Inspector Lestrade has not forgotten his purpose of coming here: to catch illegal smugglers.

"Where is the person?" He asked angrily.

"We figured it out a long time ago, Inspector!"

Thomas Thames was a joy to lead the way, and not only that, but he also made it clear that the bottom of the west block was clear: the stowaways were protected by gangs of robbers, even after Sykes quit the business. , there are still unscrupulous thugs.It was their lack of manpower that attracted the stowaways.

Hearing this, the young police officers behind Inspector Lestrade all showed joy—the stowaways were arrested, and a few bandit leaders were arrested. After tonight, they could be considered to be promoted.

However, Lestrade felt that things were not that simple.

When he approached the block and saw several gangsters holding sticks hiding in the dark alley looked very familiar, he realized that his ominous premonition had come true.

It was Lambert Byrne's men who led the way in the dark alley.

In the dark night, Inspector Lestrade and the few police officers walking in front were not wearing police uniforms, and they were completely regarded by the other party as helpers invited by Thames.And Lambert Byrne had long conspired with Mrs. Thames to make a feint, so the thugs bypassed the plainclothes police without saying a word, and rushed directly at the young people wearing red scarves and red gloves with sticks.

Not only did Thomas not fight back, but he ran away with his head in his arms, and he did not forget to shout at the top of his voice, "I've hit someone! Help!!"

Inspector Lestrade: "..."

"Uh," the young police officer stared dumbfounded at the thugs who rushed out and beat Mrs. Thames' boys relentlessly, "Boss, what shall we do?"

Inspector Lestrade finally couldn't hold back, and cursed.

"What else can I do?!"

He was furious: "Whoever catches who!"

——Even if you know that the people in the Thames are plotting against you, can you still watch a living person being beaten in front of you!

Thomas Thames, who was criticized by the dog mother, he remembered it today!

When the police join the fray, the entire neighborhood changes drastically.

Originally, the White Pigeon Gang had discussed with Mrs. Thames, pretending to be angry, and then took advantage of the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.But none of Mrs. Thames' boys drew out their weapons, and the scene turned into a scene where the police took action to suppress the violent attackers, and by the way destroyed the robber's den on the west side of the block.

The plan changed, and even the thug who could only talk with his fists found that something was wrong.

"Hurry up, go find the boss," Lambert's nephew yelled at the errand runner with blood on his face, "We were cheated!"

At this time, Lambert Byrne was in Mrs. Raton's brothel.

The errand runner broke through the encirclement desperately, ran to the red light district and was already out of breath, he stumbled into the door: "I, I want to see Lambert—"

"Johnny?! What's wrong with you?"

Katie, who happened to "pass by" the door, turned pale with fright. She hurriedly helped Johnny up, and looked at his bruised nose and swollen face: "What happened?"

"I want to see Lambert!"

"Okay, I'll call him now."

Katie said softly: "You come with me first, and I will bandage you."

Johnny: "It's too late!"

Katie: "Lambert can't escape! Come to my room and I'll bandage you, and let Randa call Lambert to see you."

Normally, a pretty and young girl like Katie wouldn't give Johnny any winks at all.Now she smiled at herself, her pink lips under her light golden hair were shining brightly, wishing to take Johnny's soul away.

In a daze, he agreed to Katie's proposal.

When Katie helped him back to the room, Johnny had already put the crisis situation behind him.

Then he followed Katie through the door and saw her nodding to Randa: "That's fine."

Then the equally young and beautiful Landa raised the stick in her hand.

Johnny never imagined that the price of the first beautiful smile in his life was a merciless sap.

The reporter was delayed, and when the second in command of the White Pigeon Gang got the news and found Lambert Byrne himself, Thomas, as a "dog leg", had already led the police from Scotland Yard to the vicinity of Lambert's territory.

After several dens were hunted down, Scotland Yard gained a lot. Thomas followed Inspector Lestrade out of a stowaway hiding place, and glanced at the gray sky——

Then, on the street in the middle of the night, an unattractive boy came running.

The ten-year-old boy flinched a little when he saw Inspector Lestrade and the policeman behind him, and then walked cautiously to Thomas' side: "The wind is blowing back to the sea, and the surgeon next door is back. Don’t meet with him (the robber returns to the police, don’t run into him when the leader of the White Pigeon Gang comes back), hurry up and go!”

Lestrade: "..."

Although, as a policeman, he couldn't understand what the kid was saying, it was definitely not a good thing.

Sure enough, Thomas Thames immediately put on a respectful stance when he heard the coded slang words: "Three gangs of robbers, two stowaway hideouts, that's all for the west block, Inspector!"

Lestrade: "You—" So the boy was a whistleblower!

Thomas didn't give him a chance to find fault, and the suave young man raised a bright smile.He was already good-looking, and deliberately put on an upright posture. His ice-blue eyes were full of sincerity and gratitude: "The Thames Office will definitely write you a thank-you letter, don't you think so, Jack?"

"I can't catch it." Jack nodded desperately: "Yeah!"

Lestrade: Who the hell wants your thank you notes!

Even if tonight's operation is really fruitful, Inspector Lestrade still feels that he is the biggest fool in the world.

***

At the same time, Lambert Byrne rushed out of Madam Raton's brothel under the notice of the second in command.

"Damn, I was calculated!"

He didn't know the seriousness of the matter until now, and Lambert rushed into the carriage while pulling up his pants: "Then I—"

It's no use cursing now.

The second in command looked at Lambert urgently: "What should we do? Call back?!"

Lambert: "Give me a fuck and bring someone home!"

Most of the thugs have been lost to the west block tonight, Lambert Byrne's place is almost empty, and you know what Mrs Thames will do if you move your toes—

Naturally, he walked directly into Lambert's house in a grand manner.

But after a rare thought, Lambert's prediction was indeed correct.

When he rushed back with his people in a hurry, his house was surrounded by Mrs. Thames' boys three layers in and three layers out. The person squatting at the door was Sai who had been beaten by Lambert's men before. x.

"Hi Yo."

Sykes, who was carrying the wine bottle, said in a strange way: "You still know how to come back? My wife has been waiting for a long time."

Lambert gritted his teeth to swallow the swear words on his lips.

Fortunately, Sykes didn't make things difficult for him, but just let the door open: "Hurry up, Mrs. Thames has been waiting for a long time - if you still have time, please lower your attitude, Lambert."

Everyone has broken into the house, so where can Lambert go with his arrogance?

The other subordinates were blocked outside, but Lambert Byrne and his second-in-command who were related to him were allowed to enter the door. The five big and three rough thugs stepped into the house swallowed, and they saw seven or eight young people wearing red scarves and red gloves Standing in his spacious living room, his wife was firmly pressed on the chair. Although she was not bound or beaten, she dared not move.

The tall woman they were protecting turned around.

Mrs. Thames wore a neat riding dress. The dark dress was tied with a leather dagger sheath to outline her slender waist, but Lambert Byrne couldn’t think of anything at this moment—only from the pattern on the dagger sheath, Lambert could recognize her weapon as a Damascus machete, a cold weapon that could easily cut Lambert's artery if used properly, even by a woman.

She also held an eight-month-old baby, Lambert's son, in her arms.

The baby's feet just kicked towards Mrs. Thames' dagger sheath, babbling and babbling, completely unaware of what happened at the scene.

The woman holding the baby teased the ignorant child, and the baby giggled.

When the baby smiled, Lambert only felt that the blood all over his body became extremely cold.

"I'm so sad, Lambert," she said with a smile on Yanyan, "So you have a wife, and even a son."

She raised her golden eyes, and under the honey-colored skin, there was a bright smile on her gorgeous face.

"Then what did you do with your sweet talk and promise to please me?"