Detective Bennet [Comprehensive novel]

After thinking about it, Lestrade still picked up the food box and drink. Kelsey didn't think he would just give in.Pushing open the bedroom door, he said nonchalantly:

"Thank you, the sweets are good. Whitechapel is a mess at night, and you'd better change back to your old clothes. I can borrow you the revolver now and then, but it can't be out of my sight. By the way, do you know how to use it?"

Kelsey didn't even raise his head, "80.00% chance, I'm better than your marksman. Let's take a gamble?"

"Just bet..." Lestrade almost agreed, but thinking of the alcohol competition at Bar A, he cherished his wages and couldn't lose money to the devil. "Gambling is not good. As a detective, how can I participate."

After Lestrade finished speaking, he quickly entered the door. He wanted to take the time to rest, and refused to admit that he was a little timid.

Kelsey is not arrogant, using different firearms is one of her little hobbies.The lack of 20.00% certainty is still due to lack of muscle memory without training.

She felt right at the beginning. After the discomfort in the initial stage of rebirth, she is now in very good physical condition.Unless the physical strength is excessively exhausted, other situations can be handled freely.

Before going out, Kelsey was not careless.First unload the bullet, familiarize yourself with the revolver given by Lestrade several times, and quickly find the feel before refilling the magazine. "Let's go. I hope you don't need it tonight."

Shooting means that the situation is urgent and serious.

Lestrade didn't like to draw a gun every now and then.They called Carter on the night shift, lit the kerosene bull's-eye lantern, and entered the Whitechapel area together.

At nine o'clock at night, in the Whitechapel district, the windows of the rows of houses are shining.

Most of the workers had just returned home from a long day of hard work and a long commute to eat.Getting up early and going to bed late is the norm in poor areas.

"Basically in another two hours, at 11 o'clock in the evening, it will be dark here."

Carter, who was in charge of night inspections, pointed to the sporadic street lights, saying that those were all broken, and no one had come to repair them for a long time.

Because the original owner dared not go out at night, I don't know what happened to the White Church at night.

It is said that the Whitechapel area was noisy at night a month ago.Drunk men swear and fight in the street, women stand in the street to solicit customers, and thieves gather to share the spoils and so on.

After walking for more than an hour, the three of them passively got used to the ubiquitous foul smell.

Today, Kelsey walks through a corner of a Victorian slum.Pedestrians passed by in a hurry at night, and the three people who saw the lantern all showed vigilance, probably terrified by the latest report of kidney digging Jason.

"Mr. Bennet, there is still half an hour, and it will be almost completely dark here."

Lestrade stepped over a pile of cat feces like a lightning protection. If you have to go door to door to check, night is obviously not a good time. "What exactly are you looking for?"

Kelsey watched all directions. In the era when there was no road monitoring and network data, on-site inspections were essential.

Judging the case without the specific environment is like a castle in the air without support. "Finding the loopholes I've overlooked, to unravel the meaning of 'S, S'. "

Is there anything else you've overlooked?

Lestrade tactfully didn't ask, otherwise, by comparison, he himself would have confirmed that the Scotland Yard scolded by the newspaper was full of incompetent people.

Carter did not dare to participate in the officer's conversation, and honestly led the way with a light, inevitably distracted and deserted.

Passing the corner, he looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows of the lamp oil store, tilted his head and muttered, "The hair is too long, I can't forget to get a haircut tomorrow because I catch up on sleep. I'll shave off my beard by the way."

"What did you say?" Kelsey stopped suddenly, "Officer Carter, what did you just say?"

Carter was suddenly questioned. Seeing Kelsey's serious face, he didn't know what was wrong with him. "I, I said my hair has grown, and I'm going to have a haircut and a shave tomorrow. Any questions?"

"Yes! It's a haircut."

Kelsey's eyes lit up, and she found a blind spot that she had overlooked before.

Haircuts are a daily necessity, and barbershops in London are almost exclusively male, and the barbers are all men.

In order to disguise herself as a man, the original owner had to keep a certain distance from outsiders.She taught herself to cut hair simply and never had any memories of the barbershop.

Right now, Kelsey is paying attention to the barber shop and straightening out a clue.

"The barber shop always has a lot of knives and is familiar with various purchase channels, and the barber also has the habit of often carrying knives.

In addition, in order to facilitate shampooing for customers, a tap water system must be installed in the store.There is also a special area for drying and washing towels, which is often in the inner courtyard that customers cannot see. "

This environment is enough to unobtrusively clean up the traces of the crime, and the most important thing is the reminder "S, S" left by Mary before her death.

"Remember? Mary's hair was just past her shoulders, and she recently got a flat cut."

It was a departure from the beauty fashions of Victorian women, who are now in chignons and ornate bonnets.Mary's haircut is just to sell her hair for money.Then which shop did she go to sell her hair?

"Inspector Lestrade, to find out who Mary sold her hair to, and which barber shop in Whitechapel."

Kelsey made a scissors motion, "You get it?"

"Understood?" Lestrade started with a series of question marks.He also investigated several types of shops. For example, pork shops are also equipped with tap water systems to facilitate the cleaning of blood after slaughter.

But when he saw the scissors gesture, he suddenly realized, ""S, S"!The S and S that Mary didn't finish before she died probably refer to scissors? !Mary sold her hair for money by a certain barber she knew. "

Sometimes, a certain clue is so common that people get used to ignoring its abnormality, but as long as it is broken, it can connect the cause and effect.

Unfortunately, that kind of breakthrough is the most difficult to imagine.

Kelsey nodded.Combining the before and after, S and S are very likely to be scissors, and they can't miss any direction to solve the case.

She gave a succinct profile, "So far, what we are looking for is a male youth living in the Whitechapel area, between 26 and [-] years old, a Polish immigrant. He is relatively thin and runs a barber shop. There are permanent residents in the shop. Partner. This person has always had a good reputation outside, and he probably experienced a big change more than a month ago."

"Damn, I haven't had time to go to Charlie's Barbershop yet."

Lestrade took out his notepad, and today's investigation has not yet progressed to this point.The dense lines of red pen scratches on it are suspects that have been ruled out.

"Captain, I seem to know who it is."

Carter raised his hand uncertainly, chatting with the Whitechapel Local Patrol Team as he thought about getting his hair cut.

"There is a "Kamiski Barbershop" here, and the owner is also a barber, and they are two brothers from Eastern Europe.They have a good reputation, charge cheap and cut well.

Old Tom broke his leg just before his brother Bolton, and I'm afraid it won't be cured anymore. Now he can only stay in the store and do some cleaning, and his younger brother Yas does all the other work. "

"I knew they came from Eastern Europe, so you should have said it earlier!" Lestrade glared at Carter, "Have you checked if they are immigrants from Poland? Where is the barber shop?"

Carter had forgotten it when he heard it, who would have thought it was such a coincidence. "It's not on the periphery, but in the center. The investigation is from the outside to the inside. I don't know the exact location yet. Should I wait until dawn to check?"

"What are you waiting for!" Lestrade was impatient, and if he didn't make sure, he couldn't fall asleep. "Go to inspect the team and send someone to lead the way to find out the situation."

Just as Lestrade was about to take a step, he turned around and asked Kelsey, "Mr. Bennet, will this scare the snake away."

"The background investigation of the five victims has not yet had detailed results?"

Kelsey was referring to whether the Mary Five had ever had marriage or children, and Lestrade shook his head regretfully, the investigation was not so fast.

Kelsey asked again, "Can't confirm Kamiski's family situation now?"

Carter also shook his head. It was just chatting at the time, and he didn't ask any detailed questions at all.

"Let's go." Kelsey knew that conclusive evidence might not be found tonight, but he was worried that the night would be full of dreams and accidents would happen. "Today, reports of the Ripper digging out his kidneys spread overwhelmingly. It is hard to say whether it will create a new source of stimulation for him, thereby shortening the time for committing crimes. We must all be more vigilant!"

The guide was old Tom who had dealt with him once.

"Hello, sirs."

Old Tom didn't withdraw from the inspection team, but instead tried harder to find Jason the Ripper in order to make up for his mistakes in testimony.

He saw that Kelsey was there, and he bowed a little more, afraid that he would be turned over and accused of slander.

Kelsey's tone was light, "Do you know anything about the Kamiski brothers? Tell me what you're sure about, and what you're not sure about. Don't think it's good."

"Yes, I won't make the same mistake again." Old Tom understood that this was letting go of past mistakes.He quickly responded, "I'm telling the truth."

Half a year ago, the Kamiski brothers came to Whitechapel. The elder brother Bolton is 25 years old, and the younger brother Yass is 23 years old.The two brothers had some spare money, so they rented a shop here to open a barber shop.

The barbershop's charge is not expensive, and the two have good craftsmanship. Many laborers come to his house to cut their hair and shave their beards. Basically, they are all compliments.

"The Kamiski brothers are Polish, and I heard that the family had some money and inherited their father's craftsmanship.

I don't know the specific circumstances, I only know that their parents died around a year ago.Some said they got sick, some said they offended someone and were killed. Anyway, the two brothers came to London. "

Old Tom recalled earnestly, "Everyone originally thought that in the future, the Kamiski brothers would save enough money to move away, and everyone would have no good place to get their hair cut, but bad luck found them.

About a month and a half ago, Bolton was hit by a carriage when he went to buy goods.It is said that the carriage belonged to a rich lady, who gave compensation, but Bolton's left leg was seriously injured and had to be amputated. "

After the accident, "Kamiski Barber Shop" was suspended for more than ten days, and then returned to normal.

"After the resumption of business, I still went there every week, and I didn't find any difference between the two brothers. Bolton talked less than before, but it's normal that something like this happened, isn't it?"

Old Tom never suspected the Kamiski brothers, they looked too far from the murderous Jason. "However, Yas is indeed thin and thin, somewhat similar to the back I glimpsed on April [-]."

After Old Tom knew that he had a vision problem, he was not sure about the accuracy of what he saw that day.

Kelsey and Lestrade looked at each other. On the timeline, the carriage accident a month and a half ago resulted in the amputation of Bolton's leg, which was most likely the fuse that started the serial murders.

Kelsey asked, "In the past six months, how has the Kamiskili brothers interacted with women? Are there any close contacts?"

"It's common to get prostitutes in Whitechapel, but I haven't heard of the Kamisky brothers doing it."

In this regard, Old Tom sighed, "Some women will go to the store to sell their long hair for money, and there is no scandal. They are not close to women, but they have never heard of hostility. Everyone used to joke, Kami The Skirry brothers are gentlemen in Whitechapel. If they are, why?"

Because everything abnormal happens for a reason.

The cause of serial killings often goes back to childhood.

Kelsey had a theory that Jason the Ripper hated his mother, who was probably a whore.

The four of them didn't say much, and hurried towards the barber shop in the depths of the Whitechapel area.

It got darker and darker, and the lights of the surrounding houses gradually went out. Except for two bull's-eye lanterns, there were very few stars tonight.

"Bah!" "Bah!"

There was still 10 minutes away from the barber shop, and the four of them were about to enter the next corner, but the bull's-eye lights went out one after another.

Both Carter and Old Tom were taken aback for a moment, and suddenly they lost sight of everything. The only thing in the narrow alley was the heartbeat and breathing of the four of them.

"No……"

It's just out of oil, just add more.

Before Carter could speak to ease the atmosphere, Lestrade covered his mouth.

"Da da da - da da da -", the sound of high heels came from the other side of the corner.

"Ah! Who's there!" the woman exclaimed in surprise, and soon she breathed a sigh of relief, "It turned out to be little Kamisky, the barber shop is closed, why are you wandering outside?"

"I'm going outside to buy leggings for my brother." The gentle male voice said, "It's very unsafe these days. Ms. Julie should be more careful. I heard that Jason only hunts down women in their forties. Let me see you off." Is it a ride?"

Julie agreed without thinking, "Okay, thank you."

This voice is him!

Old Tom was very nervous and grabbed Kelsey by the sleeve.After gesturing vigorously, the man who spoke was Yas Kamiski!