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"What did you say?" Athena was almost stunned, she muttered to herself: "Why is it in Whitechapel? Jack? Oh my God!"

Athena rushed downstairs and grabbed Lestrade's arm and asked, "When did you find the body? Did you find any special marks or... information left by the murderer Jack? How could you Are you sure he is the Jack who killed Catherine?"

Athena's language was almost disorganized and disorganized, and she asked whatever came to her mind, and her excited expression was written all over her face.

"Athena! Athena! Calm down, I don't have time to explain these things to you now, that prostitute died not long ago, now is the best prime time to catch the murderer, I have to find Sherlock quickly !” As he spoke, he missed Athena and ran upstairs.

"Doctor Watson, where is Sherlock?"

"Sherlock was out, not so long ago! Didn't you see him? Oh! Maybe it's because he's made up to look like a drunk groom!"

"What did he do? Where did he go?" Lestrade's anxious voice was heard clearly by almost the whole house, and it was enough to attract Watson's attention.

He got up slowly, looked at Lestrade nervously and said, "What's the matter? Inspector Lestrade, is something wrong? I don't know where Sherlock has gone. He probably picked up a For an extremely mysterious case, after noon, she changed into a servant's costume and accompanied Athena to go out.

Not long after I came back, I rushed out again, and I...he didn't mention where to go, I don't think he would tell me even if I asked! "

Although Athena and Corgi Giovanni were still in the stairwell, they could already hear the hasty and anxious conversation between Lestrade and Watson upstairs.

Lestrade clenched his fists and asked anxiously, "Doesn't anyone know where he went?"

"He has more urgent things to do!" Athena came up with her skirt in her hands, and said hurriedly as she looked at Lestrade and Watson who were looking at each other.

"Is there anything more important than this? This is already a second life. London hasn't seen such a cruel and terrible case for a long time. As an aside, Sherlock must be very interested in this case! He will not ignore it!

Not to mention... the day the murderer is not caught, the day he may continue to commit crimes. "Lestrade yelled almost angrily.

Athena calmed down instead, and the two of them changed back and forth in less than a minute.

"Don't be angry like a boy because of your incompetence, you are a detective, can't you work without relying on Sherlock as a private detective?" Athena didn't look at Lestrade, but walked aside and picked up Telephone.

Fangcai said: "Let's say three lives are lost, even dozens of lives are less important than the dignity of the royal family. Don't be so naive! What Sherlock is doing may be meaningless to us and him. But in the hearts of your queen and crown prince, it is extremely important!"

After she finished speaking, she looked at Watson without turning her head and said, "John! If you are free now, go with Inspector Lestrade! See if there is anything that can help, the most important thing is integrity. On-site protection and survey, record everything you see, whether you think it is important or not. Write it down! The world Sherlock sees is always different from ours, and it is always right to write it down!

Sherlock will be back before dawn at the latest, let him know when he comes back!After all, none of us know where he went, so instead of wasting time looking for him, it's better to do everything you can... do everything you can! "

Watson nodded quickly when he heard this, only to see Inspector Lestrade say, "I'll get the toolbox, and I'll see you downstairs later!" After that, he walked out of the living room.

"What about you?" Lestrade asked suddenly: "You have arranged everything, what about you? You won't just sit and watch willingly? What are you going to do?"

Athena listened to the busy tone on the other end of the phone, and finally put down the phone and looked at Melina who was already stunned in the kitchen, and said, "Melina, don't be busy cooking! We have dinner tonight If you can't eat, you pack up and change your clothes and go out with me. By the way, you go and call a carriage first!"

"Good lady!"

Although Melina, who is shorter than Athena, is not sallow and thin, she can see that her small body is still very thin due to lack of nutrition. It is no wonder that Athena thought she was an adult Greek girl when she first saw her But fourteen or five years old.

Hearing that Athena agreed to herself, Athena turned around and was about to go out, but Lestrade grabbed her wrist, and he asked in a very strong tone out of concern: "Where are you going? Are you going?" What are you going to do? Jack is out on the streets of London. What happened to Catherine could happen to you and Melina at any moment. You can't go anywhere at this time. Just stay at home. That's the best. choose!"

Athena looked up at his eyes, and inadvertently, the half-flirtatious and half-joking meaning reappeared between the two of them. But he wanted to come out and break the balance on the surface.

"Inspector Lestrade, I am not a doll or a cloth toy you hide at home. I have nothing to do with you. You really don't have any need to care about me. I am an adult, and I will speak for myself. If I die, no one will blame you."

Athena's tone was harsh and provocative. She raised her hand to try to break free from Lestrade's imprisonment, but in the end she ushered in a more protective control.

Lestrade almost pushed her against the wall behind him, his black eyes were full of unconcealed anger and sympathy, he just stared at the front of his eyes and still struggled. The compromising and subdued Athena.

He was so close that he could smell the faint scent of roses and girlish body fragrance on her body.

This kind of skin-to-skin contact that started with anger, inadvertently sublimated into the intertwined lust between two adult men and women who have always been ambiguous.

The smell that belonged to Athena shrouded Lestrade like moonlight, and he asked almost hoarsely: "You have nothing to do with me? Didn't you come to tease me in the first place? Honorable lady, is this how you treat every man? Let each of them become your servants and then say something cruelly...do we have nothing to do with each other?"

The bright and delicate red lips let out a light laugh, "Then you...are I a servant under my skirt?"

"No! I am your prisoner, my Princess Rose!"

Lestrade's handsome face was quickly out of focus in Athena's eyes, and the soft upper lip she had tasted seemed to be ravaging this delicate rose with all her might.

Anger, concern, lust | longing, and those unspeakable love, all turned into a kiss to tell her.

Tell her how much you love her.

Tell her how much you miss her.

Tell her how much you want her.

The girl he thought about day and night in his heart, the girl who had met him in dreams countless times.Just getting a slight response between her lips and teeth made his frantically beating heart unable to return to calm.

It was just a kiss, an untimely kiss, but it made Lestrade instantly return to the mood of a teenager who didn't understand anything.

He propped himself against the wall, with his straight nose touching Athena's warm cheeks, his warm breath fluttering on the girl's pudding-like smooth and tender skin, the noble lady he kissed was the most beautiful in the world Where is it!It's just that he... didn't understand his own heart until today!

In the end, he raised his head slightly and placed a soft kiss on the side of Athena's face.

"Are we related now?" Lestrade's voice still contained a trace of residual anger, but Athena looked at Lestrade very satisfied, she reached out and lifted Lestrade's chin and whispered : "It's not enough! Mr. Detective! Go and fulfill your duties and don't be a fool in my gentle town. If you behave well, I will consider letting you... go to my bed!"

Speaking of which, Athena raised her eyes, pinched Lestrade's chin and kissed him on the lips, and then left the room without even forgetting to turn her head and say, "Cheer up! Don't be too big!" During the day I had sex|dreams! And... don't forget to erase the evidence of your crime!"

Lestrade looked at the way Athena pointed at his lips, and all the domineering and impulsiveness just now disappeared, and he became the well-known... always looking dazed Ray Inspector Strade.

But even so, Lestrade still did not forget to shout: "Where are you going?"

"Go get you rescuers!" Athena left only this sentence, and then walked away.

Melina, who was waiting at the door, obediently held Athena's cloak and waited at the door. Seeing Athena approaching, she shook off the cloak and said, "The carriage is waiting at the door, miss, where are we going?"

"Club Diogenes!"

The carriage passed the Regens prototype square dance, and gradually approached Pall Mall Street. Not only was Melina, a foreigner, never heard of the title of the Diogenes Club, but she was walking around in the London neighborhood all year round. The coachman who solicited passengers had never heard of this name.

The Diogenes Club, the weirdest club in all of London.Its name comes from the ancient Greek philosopher Diogenes in the fourth century BC, who was one of the representatives of cynicism.According to legend, he lived in a wooden barrel for a long time and lived an isolated life.

The so-called cynicism, to a certain extent, advocates abandoning the things that human nature aspires to, such as wealth, fame, and sex, and uses a difficult living environment to exercise the spiritual ability of human nature to resist temptation.

Although the club is named after Diogenes, it cannot be said that it contains the symbolic meaning and special connotation of cynicism, but its special regulations are at least from another perspective, which many ordinary people cannot understand.

"What? Except for the living room, no one is allowed to speak or talk in the whole club? Then what is the significance of setting up this club? Are you sitting together and staring at each other in a daze?"

Obviously, as an ordinary person who is still struggling for food and clothing, Melina really can't understand the strange preferences of these wealthy people in London.

Athena patiently explained: "Whether in Britain or Greece, there are always some people who don't like to deal with people by nature. They are either shy or see the world, and they don't want to get along with the troubled world. But at the same time, they still tend to go to the comfort of home. After all, it is also an excellent thing to go out and breathe fresh air.

This is the reason why the Diogenes Club was born. The Diogenes Club accepts and accommodates these gentlemen and ladies who are naturally shy, withdrawn and do not love, or are not good at, or even afraid of dealing with people.Provide them with a comfortable place to view the latest periodicals and favorite books.This is actually a great place for people with social phobias! "

Athena tilted her head, but Melina still had an expression of disbelief and bewilderment.She didn't seem to fully understand what Athena meant, maybe it was because she was not familiar with English, or she couldn't understand the behavior of these people at all.

For Melina, who lives in different classes and situations, the spiritual aspect is the least important aspect to consider. After all...it is just to keep herself from starving to death, freezing to death, or being betrayed by her alcoholic father Going to a brothel is annoying enough!

She just muttered: "In my opinion, these people are full of food."

Athena smiled softly. She didn't feel disgusted by Melina's words or felt that she was inferior because of this. People in different situations can't help but face the same difficulties.

The carriage stopped at Pall Mall, and the magnificent Buckingham Palace could already be seen not far away, but now Athena had no intention of visiting Buckingham Palace.He only took Melina and rushed to the door of Mycroft's house and knocked on the door. Even if Mycroft and Vettel were not there, the whole house would not be without a single servant.

Sure enough, a maid opened the door soon.

The maid said politely because she had seen Athena, "Miss Holmes, why are you here?"

"Where's Mike? I have an urgent matter with him!"

"Mr. and Vettel went out together. It should be at the Diogenes Club opposite. If you have something to come to Mr., you might as well wait. They will probably be back in less than half an hour!"

After hearing this, Athena shook her head and said, "We can't wait that long. The Diogenes Club is just across the street? Where do we get in?"

Although the maid hesitated, she still showed Athena the way to enter the door.

After hearing this, Athena took Melina and left in a hurry. The two crossed the road and stopped at a door not far from Carlton Hall. After entering the door, they went straight to the hall and went up to a door. Before that, Athena saw the luxurious and very spacious room inside through the glass on the door.

"Remember not to talk!" Athena glanced back at Melina, then opened the door and walked in. The gentlemen and ladies inside had their own corners, and the social distance was kept just right.

In the whole room, there was only the sound of pages being turned, and other than that, it was as quiet as an examination room.

Athena and Melina, two rare species like intruders, have attracted the attention of many people since they entered the door, but even though those people looked at them, they still didn't say a word.

Just staring at her in a daze was even more frightening. If it wasn't for Vettel who suddenly entered the door... Athena couldn't help shouting "Mycroft".

Vettel was naturally puzzled when he saw her. After all, Miss Holmes is not a lady who is not good at sociability, on the contrary, she belongs to the kind of lady who is willing to be sociable too much.But Vettel still led Athena and Melina through the room to a door, Athena opened the door without any explanation.

Sitting in the small room was of course Mycroft, he still had a single piece of spectacles in his sunken eye sockets, he looked up and saw that there were several people in the cramped small room, he just took off the glasses along the silver chain and re Looked up.Under the orange light, Mycroft has a pair of watery light gray eyes, piercing with radiance.

"Athena, how did you find this place? Is something wrong? Sherlock didn't manage his errands?" Mycroft said while massaging the thin Melina behind her.

Before Athena could reply, he turned his head and glanced at Vettel.After receiving the order, Vettel stood respectfully in front of Melina and said lightly: "Miss Melina, please wait outside with me first?"

Melina timidly and cleverly looked at the young man in front of her who was not very hairy but very polite. Athena only turned her head and took off the cloak on her body and handed it to Melina before saying: " Go with Vettel! He is your future teacher, learn from him well? He is a very gentle gentleman, and you will learn everything you want from him!"

After finishing speaking, Athena smiled and patted Melina's little head, and nodded earnestly to signal her to go with Vettel at ease, and Melina just nodded.

Vettel wanted to take Athena's cape, but Melina hugged it first and said timidly: "This is my job, don't bother sir."

Vettel hummed, put his hands behind his back and nodded with his lips pursed.He didn't say anything to Melina, just opened the door, and waited patiently at the door to lead her out.

"I appreciate her attitude very much. No matter what you do, you must always do all your duties well. Only by not letting others do it for you can you guarantee that this job will always be yours!" Mycroft smiled and picked up the The bottle of rom on his body came over and asked with concern: "What's the matter? It's getting dark but you came here in such a hurry?"

"It's about Catherine!"

Upon hearing this, Mycroft put down the wine bottle in his hand.He sat on the sofa with Athena and said very seriously: "I have sent a telegram to go home and tell Mommy about this matter, and Mommy also promised to take good care of Catherine's family. You can rest assured. As for the murderer, after he jumped into the Thames..."

"He's back again!"

"What did you say?"

Mycroft asked subconsciously. In fact, he had heard what Athena said clearly, but he didn't understand that Lestrade told himself that they watched the murderer Jack get shot and jumped from the boat into the Thames with their own eyes. .In less than half a month, the murderer not only survived but also recovered from his injuries?

"What do you mean he's back again, Athena?" Mycroft asked again.

Athena got up and went to the table and took out a blank piece of paper. She picked up the pen and started to draw while saying: "Just now Lestrade came to find Sherlock and said that he found another one in Whitechapel just like Catherine suffered. The method of death... the disembowelled body of a prostitute, although Lestrade didn't say in detail, but his tone was very certain, I think it was probably determined from the modus operandi or... other information that the murderer was Jack. "

Athena drew Xiao Xiang without raising her head while she was talking, Mycroft stood up and only looked at Athena's already painted portrait, and said: "Anywhere I can help, even Speak! Catherine was a good girl, and she did not deserve to die like that."

Athena raised her head slightly after hearing this and said: "I know that Sherlock might be more suitable for this matter, but I know how serious Prince Albert's matter is. The royal family doesn't care about prostitutes or The maid's life. Sherlock may be more interested in this case, but the scandal of Prince Albert is something he has to solve.

So... I'm coming to you, Mike!You have a pair of more observant eyes than Sherlock. For Catherine's sake or for my safety, may I trouble you to come along?We have to go to the scene of the crime, which is the most direct way to catch Jack! "

"Of course! My dear! Of course I would be happy to do this for you, for Catherine, for those who died! I will do my best, and I hope I can have some more luck!" Mycroft looked at Athena's eyes were full of excitement.

Besides, there was a hint of wonder in his eyes, how did his cute little sister grow up so big all of a sudden.When it comes to dealing with things, it's like before... a different person!

Now that she was doing things in an orderly manner, although she was not full of wisdom, it was enough to make Mycroft look at her differently.

It seems that the independent life in Paris has created a different Miss Holmes Vase!

Like St. Martin's parish, Whitechapel is a typical London slum.Tuberculosis, fever, and cholera flooded the entire block. Dyeing workshops, chemical factories, manure factories, and various polluting factories were all over the river banks of the block.Here, men and women sleep together, and opium and drugs plus sex become the concerto of the whole block night.

Dead people were the norm in Whitechapel, and violence was always the most effective solution in a ghetto where morality never counted.Because not to mention earning unconscionable money from the living, even the money from the dead is always earned.

Digging up the corpses of the dead, using the fat of the dead to make wax, extracting alkali from the bones of the dead, and smashing up the remaining dead people to buy and sell them as dog food are all normal things.

Athena's face was pale, and she couldn't take it anymore just listening to these descriptions from Mycroft's mouth. Her mind was full of memories of watching "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" when she was a child, in which everyone killed the treacherous minister Dong Zhuo, on his belly Open the story of lighting a candle with grease.

Mycroft couldn't help laughing at Athena's reaction, she was still the same timid little sister he was familiar with, she liked to rely on her little sister!

"Don't be afraid, no one will hurt you when I am by your side!" Mycroft held Athena's hands tightly, but threatened: "But if I am not with you, don't come to such a place .This kind of place is too dangerous for you."

Seeing that Athena nodded obediently, Mycroft looked out the window satisfied.

Night had fallen, but there was never such a thing as street lights in Whitechapel, and the few scattered kerosene lamps in the past gave off faint light.Some of those women in rough clothes were holding their children, and they were standing on the side of the road breastfeeding, even their skin was exposed in the air.Most of those men were drunk, their faces were abnormally red, and they were still slurring some swear words with a dialect tone in their mouths.

Mycroft glanced at her, and said very easily: "Athena, this is their real life situation. You may have never seen such a scene in your life. This is why I opposed you coming here before. You just Think of a canary, living in the love of your parents and brothers since childhood, you have never felt the life of selling your mind and body for food and clothing. All this may be strange or even scary to you of!"

He paused slightly, but said very seriously: "But don't look down on anyone here because of this, they just live in this world in their own way. Even prostitutes sell their bodies to earn those who live Don’t look down on them if you have money. If there is another way, is there anyone in the world who doesn’t want to live a clean and dignified life!”

Vettel, who was carrying a kerosene lamp by the side, couldn't help but nodded when he heard this. Mycroft looked at the scene outside the window with a faint smile and said: "Some people here may enjoy the day after day, and there may be some people here. People work hard to make money and even use all means to make money, just to let their offspring live in a clean neighborhood.

You don't need to understand what all these people are doing, you just need to respect it.In the end, everyone is responsible for what they do.certainly!Especially this beast! "

As he spoke, Mycroft took out the blurred picture from his vest pocket, not only the general outline, but even the eyes and nose were not drawn.This cannot be used as a wanted photo, Athena can only roughly estimate the murderer Jack's height and hair color.

But for this kind of place, there are too many thin, medium-sized men with dark hair.Such a broad and vague description is nothing more than a needle in a haystack without any valid information.

"Any other features?" Mycroft looked up at Athena again and asked, "Any features!"

Athena frowned slightly, and thought over and over again: "His voice is very slender, not like a woman but very slender! Very gentle! Just hearing that voice, no one would think that he would be such a perverted murderer."

"It's a common problem for everyone to think that murderers have ferocious faces. In fact, most of these perverted murderers are extremely ordinary-looking, and some of them are even very handsome. Just looking at the appearance is always the most wrong basis for judgment!" Mycroft lowered his head and tightly clutched the paper in his hand, then slowly folded it up and stuffed it into the vest pocket again.

"We must catch him! We must make him pay the price!" Athena said angrily, but she was still restless in her heart.

The murderer Jack targeted himself everywhere from the very beginning, and even let him bring information to the entire Holmes family.Behind the cruel murderer Jack is a mysterious mastermind who has been targeting the entire Holmes family.

At first, Athena thought that the mastermind behind the scenes must be Sherlock Holmes' old enemy of the bell——Professor James Moriarty.But after asking Lestrade to investigate in detail, not only did he not find Professor James Moriarty, but he found a Colonel James Moriarty who had died many years ago.

Not a professor, but a colonel!

Not alive, but already dead!

Did Colonel James Moriarty find the wrong person, or... the villain in the whole book died in a sudden car accident?

Athena was very confused by all these unknowns, and she was more afraid than... Could this case in the Whitechapel be related to herself and the entire Sherlock Holmes family?

"Sir, Miss. We are here!" Vettel raised the kerosene lamp to the window. The narrow street outside the window was already blocked by people, and the carriage could not move even a single step.

Mycroft took the light from Vettel's hand so that he could get out of the car first. Almost the moment Vettel opened the car door, the melon-eaters surrounding him looked at him fiercely.

Whether it is possible to get money from the rich is the habitual thinking of the wicked.

Mycroft slightly raised his head and took a look, handed the pistol on the car and his cane directly to Vettel before walking down.He stretched out his hand to look at Athena and said with a smile: "I said you shouldn't come, and you still want me to take that little girl with you! Fortunately, that little girl only wants to have dinner, and has no interest in such things."

Athena barely supported Mycroft's still strong arm before walking down, even if she changed into the trousers and suit of the little servant who was similar in size to her in Mycroft's house, all this was still damn inconvenient.

But even if it was inconvenient, it was much better than layers of skirts on a woman's body. It seemed that making two suits that fit her body should be put on the agenda.

"I'm the only one who talked to the murderer Jack, and I'm useful to all of this!" Athena straightened out the baggy suit she was wearing, lowered the round hat on her head, and followed Mycroft Te walked through the crowd towards the center where the Scotland Yard police officers were stationed.

Although the death of people in the Whitechapel area is common, it is the first time that such a murder case with no hatred and no grudges has been ruthlessly disembowelled. Scotland Yard is even more hostile to Catherine after Lestrade reported the case. This attention, I'm afraid this is a serial murder case.

But based on what we have seen, it is almost an ironclad fact.

Athena stood on tiptoe slightly and looked around the infield controlled by the police. Mycroft was still negotiating with the police officers on duty, but she saw Alek with sharp eyes.

"Alek!"

"Sherlock Holmes..." Alek looked hesitantly at Athena who was dressed in a suit. The close-fitting suit was completely casual for Athena.

Alek ran over quickly and smiled, "Why are you here!"

Athena didn't have time to greet him, she just said: "Let's go in, I've brought reinforcements for Lestrade!"

Alek turned his head and looked at Mycroft and Vettel on the side, just nodded foolishly, and then ran towards Mycroft in the distance.Mycroft raised his eyebrows and looked at Athena, but only said, "You have a good relationship with Scotland Yard, don't you?"

"I'm your cute little sister! I'm popular wherever I go!" Athena raised her head and only smiled, but Mycroft patted her on the head and laughed too.

"Mr. Holmes! Is it you?" Lestrade followed Alek and only looked at Mycroft, who was dressed as a gentleman. He never thought that the rescuer Athena invited would be this Mr Holmes.

In the past, he might have wondered what a civil servant to collect bills could do, but until that ball... he saw with his own eyes that many dukes and current cabinet ministers treated Mycroft with great respect and courtesy, and all Everyone gives such a big face to a civil servant.

Is Mycroft Holmes just a civil servant?Lestrade had asked Fred several times about this Sherlock Holmes on the sidelines. Although Fred's words were ambiguous, he still heard some information.

This Sherlock Holmes is not just a civil servant collecting bills, he may represent the entire British Empire to some extent.He is directly responsible to the queen, never makes decisions but has all the information he wants to know, he integrates the information and gives feedback and suggestions.

He does not go to the battlefield, but he has the most intelligent warriors in the entire empire under his command. These warriors are well-trained, and each of them is a sharp knife that directly penetrates the central nervous system of the enemy's brain.

And Mycroft Holmes, he was the head of it all.

"Inspector Lestrade met again. How is the Duke of Lancashire?" Mycroft stretched out his hand and smiled, even in the dark night, it was a perfect polite smile.

Although Lestrade shook his hand back, he only felt creepy.He knew his relationship with the Duke of Lancashire's family from the very beginning, and his marriage contract with Lady Pembasa... Did he know it too?

"Take us to see the corpse! We have to hurry up!" Mycroft let go of his hand and walked in with Athena in his arms. Athena glanced at Lestrade, who was in a daze. Although she was a little worried, After all, he didn't say anything.

The one squatting next to the deceased was Watson who had gone out with Lestrade earlier. Even in the dark, Athena could still feel that Watson was not in a good condition, and his voice was not as usual. same.It seems... a little hoarse!

When Watson saw Mycroft, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He had seen what Mycroft was capable of. It was naturally the best result for Athena to invite Mycroft who would not go out easily.

The dead body, covered with a white cloth, lay in the blood-soaked mud, surrounded by cargo boxes and thatch.It turned out that this was a warehouse or an inventory area. The messy environment and the huge wooden boxes placed everywhere did not even have some locked equipment.

In such a chaotic Whitechapel area, but these goods are not taken seriously, either these goods are not worth the money at all, or this is an important place that others dare not step into.After all, for such a place, it is normal for a gang with jurisdiction.

Mycroft picked up his cane and tapped on the side of the box lightly. Only hearing the sound, he knew that the box was full of goods.

Lestrade on the side obviously saw Mycroft's intentions, and he said directly: "We have checked, these boxes are filled with dismantled waste machines and parts, and the owner of the goods is Whitechapel. A local gangster. It belongs to the gang business, and this area has always been theirs.

It was the head of their gang who notified the police. They said that they had absolutely nothing to do with this incident. They were absolutely innocent and did not want the gang to get involved in these inexplicable incidents and lead to revenge, so they took the initiative to notify Scotland Yard.It can be said that... prove your innocence! "

Mycroft looked up slightly at Lestrade. He was, as Sherlock said, the best and brightest detective at Scotland Yard.

London, which has always been wet, and the mess of Whitechapel are already damn bad, but now the blood is all soaked in the mud, and it has long been dry and hard.But if you step on it, the blood soaked in the soil seems to come out again.It can be seen how much blood the corpse lying under the white cloth bleeds.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Watson directly opened his notebook and began to introduce the situation: "This prostitute, according to Inspector Lestrade's name, Mary Ann Nicholas, is 43 years old this year. She is She was found dead this afternoon near Whitechapel, that is, in the stocking area here. According to my judgment after examining the body, she probably died at three or four o'clock last night."

As Watson lifted the white cloth covering the corpse, he turned over the side face of the deceased with great difficulty. Vetter quickly raised the kerosene lamp forward, and Watson said: "Look! Her face was beaten and beaten, there are obvious signs of injury.