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coming!Cheng Mo, who was hiding not far away, couldn't help clenching his fists.

Hei Ying casually hummed a ditty, but the target was very clearly pointed at the woman Lu Yifan pretended to be.He was wearing a weird medieval striped dress, and his tall hat was crumbling under the bumpy steps, revealing a few strands of red hair under the brim.The rose in the breast pocket had withered, and a golden pocket watch with a broken cover swung out of his chest with the steps.This suit was too bulky for him, and the short and wide trouser legs swayed in the wind, exposing the slender ankles of Martin's boots.With his weird footsteps, he looks like a puppet in an ill-fitting costume.

The uninvited guest gradually approached Lu Yifan, and the face originally hidden under the shadow of the tall hat also appeared in the moonlight——

This person has some eccentricities in his heart, his pale face is painted with inappropriate heavy makeup, and his whole body is full of the heavy metal style of the death band.Purple lip color, deathly pale skin, exaggerated deep black eye shadow spread on a large area of ​​the eye socket... However, the most memorable thing is this person's heart-pounding pair of eyes that cannot be covered by thick black eyeliner. Green pupils.

The man walked behind Lu Yifan, stretched out his hand and gently stroked Lu Yifan's neck:

"Hi... beauty."

He leaned close to Lu Yifan's neck, his final voice was delicate and soft, like a whisper.

Lu Yifan froze suddenly, the knowledge that he was about to face the murderer must be a cruel psychological torture for him.After several seconds, Lu Yifan finally turned his neck inch by inch with a "click click", and came cheek to cheek with this unexpected visitor.

"!" Facing such a horrible face at close range, Lu Yifan rolled his eyes visibly, and the scream in his throat started, "I..."

It was too late to say it, but the unexpected guest smiled maliciously, and suddenly kissed Lu Yifan's lips unexpectedly.

Not only Lu Yifan, everyone was stunned for a while, everyone stared blankly at the kiss between the uninvited guest and the big guy in women's clothes under the moonlight, like a group of domestic chickens who have never seen the world.

Cheng Mo was the first to react.According to this trend, it is impossible to wait for this murderer to carry out criminal activities and catch him. Lu Yifan will be taken advantage of and go berserk before this person makes another move.As long as he howls out loudly, it doesn't make any difference to call stop first and then stop, this plan will be over.

After thinking about it, Cheng Mo jumped out first in the revolutionary spirit of saving his friends from fire and water, and shouted: "Stop!"

At the same time, Lu Yifan also broke free from the murderer's shackles, and finally burst out the unfinished sentence of the national curse, the tone was full of shock, anger, a trace of shame of being kissed in public, and indescribable anger:

"I | Fuck!"

Lu, who was so kissed that he couldn't get off the stage, heard the self-esteem he had never experienced for many years. Under such a strong impact, he shattered with a "click".Talking nonsense at this time is farting, Lu Yifan took off the coat that was in the way, lifted the hem of the skirt, roared desperately, and rushed towards the instigator of the incident.

"Your mother's! Let you kiss dad! Let you kiss! You kiss! Kiss your brother-in-law!"

For a moment, Cheng Mo who rushed out, many police officers from Scotland Yard, and Lu Yifan who was showing his teeth and claws, the originally quiet alley was now like a chicken farm in the middle of the day, and it was very exciting.

Among all these, only the uninvited guest took Lu Yifan's waving fist in a leisurely manner, and taunted everyone in Scotland Yard one by one with his eyes.After everything calmed down, Cheng Mo sat on the steps with a cold face, experiencing for the first time what exhaustion is.

"You said... you're not Jack?" He looked at the young man in front of him who was as abnormally dressed as he could be.

"No, no, I'm Jack, but I'm not the Jack you're looking for." The young man who made fun of everyone was lying on the ground contentedly, not caring that the dust made a mess of his clothes, but closed his eyes as if enjoying himself. "I'm 'Naughty Jack', and what you're looking for, as far as I know, is 'Jack the Ripper'."

"Saucy Jacky..." The name touched a nerve in Cheng Mo's mind, and he suddenly remembered something.

During the period of Jack the Ripper's crime, countless letters were mailed to Scotland Yard and related newspapers, some were used by the public to provide relevant information, and some were believed to be written by Jack the Ripper himself.Among these letters, the writer of a postcard claimed to be "Saucy Jacky", that is, 'Naughty Jack'. This letter was later determined to be written by someone else, and had nothing to do with 'Jack the Ripper' (Jack the Ripper) himself[Note 1] .

In other words, if what this person said was true, he was just a fake NPC generated by the dungeon based on the circumstances of the case at the time to confuse the public and increase the difficulty for them to capture Jack the Ripper himself.

"Why did you come out to disrupt the situation?" Cheng Mo suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Even if I don't come, your plan won't succeed. Do you know why?" The young man named Jacky sat up, with some jokes and sarcasm in his tone, "It's too quiet here."

"Quiet?" Cheng Mo frowned, suddenly remembered something, and opened his eyes wide.

He was right.It's so quiet here.

In order to ensure that Jack the Ripper would not mistakenly choose others as his targets, Scotland Yard cleared away other gangsters in this area before night fell. area woman.

An area with the most developed network of prostitutes on weekdays is silent tonight, which is too unusual for the East End of London where the dark tide is surging.As a person who knows this area well, Jack the Ripper will definitely notice something is wrong the first time he sets foot in this area.

In other words, the plan was a failure from the very beginning.

Cheng Mo sighed, and the anger towards Jacky for disrupting the situation suddenly dissipated. At this moment, all he could feel was a deep sense of powerlessness.

Such a big plan must have alarmed Jack the Ripper, and it would not be such a simple matter to catch him again.If they could have considered the problem Jacky mentioned before, wouldn't all the efforts before today be in vain?

Fortunately, all the police officers in Scotland Yard had learned from the previous repeated failures to become more courageous, and they didn't show much disappointment. Instead, they ran over one by one to comfort them before saying goodbye.Cheng Mo and his group packed up their things and walked back, while Jacky followed them quietly.

"There's so much talking and talking, since you already knew that this plan would not succeed, why did you wander here? And you deliberately pretended to be easily mistaken by us?" Lu Yifan changed back into his clothes , but still looked sulky, obviously the lingering anger at what Jacky did before.

"Because I happened to see a boy who suits my taste." There was a hint of teasing in Jacky's eyes, and he licked his lips with unsatisfactory intent, looking at Lu Yifan with obvious intentions, "It's also taken advantage of."

"Fuck!" Lu Yifan was startled by the undisguised expression in his eyes, immediately covered his chest and took a few steps back, glaring, "I don't care about you rotten country people, Duoji, I'm a purebred straight man Man, the kind that can't be bent even in a steel furnace, don't make a fuss about me."

Jacky just looked at him with a slight smile and didn't speak anymore.

"Why do you always follow us?" Lu Yifan suddenly became alert and stared at him suspiciously.

"I don't have a place to live." Jacky spread his hands, with a rascal expression on his face, "Help me book a hotel, it doesn't have to be too good, just the one with a bathtub."

"You don't even have a dime, so you have the nerve to bully me here?" Lu Yifan was taken aback by this man's brazenness. He was always full of flamboyant skills, but this time he was choked up for a long time without saying a word, "You can't Where to cool off and where to go?"

"Let him follow." Qin Chuhe, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, with no expression on his face, "There are still vacant rooms on the floor where Cheng Mo and I live, if you are worried, you can arrange his room next to ours. look at him."

The cold moonlight shone on his face, and a thick shadow appeared between his brows, which made Cheng Mo look at him twice more.Lu Yifan muttered a few words in a low voice, and although he was reluctant, he reluctantly agreed to give Jacky an extra room on the same floor.

"There is still a sensible person among you." Jacky glanced at Qin Chuhe, smiled with satisfaction, clasped his hands to support the back of his head, and hummed a little tune leisurely.

Qin Chuhe ignored him, but closed his eyes wearily.He has hardly said anything since just now, which made Cheng Mo a little concerned, so he couldn't help pulling his arm quietly, and asked in a low voice:

"Are you OK?"

Qin Chuhe shook his head and looked at him tenderly, but there were many things Cheng Mo couldn't understand in his eyes.He didn't say anything until the end, but held Cheng Mo's hand tightly.

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Cheng Mo had an absurd and weird dream.

In this dream, everything is filled with blood-like red.The moon, as big as a giant's eye, pressed against the horizon, its uneven surface reminiscent of ichthyotic skin.The strong smell of rust blocked his nasal cavity, making it difficult for him to breathe as if his throat was being pinched by an invisible hand.

He seemed to be crying, and in the chaos, he only remembered holding another person's hand tightly.That hand was scorching hot, like a red-hot iron, making him throbbing violently from the palm to the whole heart.His mind was in chaos, and his only thought was - to take him away.

take him away.I want... I want to take him away.

The scorching heat in his palm suddenly broke free from him, and he turned his head hastily, only seeing a vague shadow of a young man.

The boy seemed to smile bleakly at him, and turned around resolutely.He opened his arms in what seemed to be a hugging gesture.

There was a whistling wind in the distance, and a ray of light crossed the sky.A golden spear engraved with complicated inscriptions pierced through the air, piercing the young man's heart with precision and ruthlessness.

The author has something to say: [Note 1] This refers to the postcard received by the Central News Agency on October 1888, 10, written by a person who called himself "Saucy Jacky". This postcard hinted at the relevant information of the other two victims , but was finally identified as "a hoax by a local reporter" by the police station.