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No one expected that the so-called perverted murderer Jack the Ripper turned out to be a nurse at St. John's Hospital, and according to Dr. Colkin, this very rare male nurse was known as a kind person.

Even in the 21st century, there are not many male nurses, let alone Victorian nurses. There is no high salary and no comfortable environment. Five social insurance, one housing fund and trade unions are out of the question.Most people who have been to the hospital also know that the nurses in the hospital basically do not have young ladies, but are all old women in their 50s and [-]s. They are said to be escorts and nurses, but they are very indifferent to patients. They really look like Very much like the Rong mother in "Huan Zhu Ge Ge".

But this Jack Zahir is different, not only because of his gender and age, but also because of his meticulous dedication and patient and gentle attitude.According to Kerkin, he is willing to do any job, take care of any patient, and he can always comfort the patient even when they complain.

Although usually silent, Jack Zahir is a good nurse and a good man in everyone's mouth. How could such a person be a murderer?Or a murderer who cut people open!

Lestrade and Alec galloped all the way to St. John's Hospital with the police officers of Scotland Yard. Both the patients and the doctors in the hospital were shocked by this posture. However, when Lestrade Opening my mouth to say it... the shock at first turned into silence.

"How could it be Jack?" The dean shook his head and said with a nonchalant smile, "Mr. Inspector, you must have made a mistake!"

After Lestrade glanced at Alek, Alek led the police officers into the internal affairs department of the hospital, took out all the duty records about Jack and brought them back to Scotland Yard for filing.Seeing the majestic appearance of these people, the dean realized that they were really sure that the murderer was Jack, the good old man he usually knew.

"you……"

Without waiting for the dean to finish speaking, Lestrade directly pulled out the portrait from his pocket and unfolded it in front of the dean.Looking at him, he said very coldly: "Where is the person...? We don't have time to listen to what everyone says. It can't be his nonsense. I will ask if I found it. You just need to tell Where the hell am I, Jack Zahir?"

The dean, who was stunned for a long time, was nodded repeatedly by Lestrade's words, he hurried to the side and had a chat with his subordinate staff before running back and panting: "He is resting today, he should be at home at this time! "

Lestrade took out a notebook and a pen from his inner pocket and asked directly, "Where's the address? I need his address!"

"It's... 34... 34 Perens Road! But it's not clear which room I live in."

When Lestrade heard the dean's reply, his nose stopped and he looked up at him suddenly, "Perens Road? The Perens Road near the Whitechapel area?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

No wonder, no wonder the murderer was not found when the Whitechapel area was investigated directly. It turned out that Jack the Ripper had always lived on Perens Road, which was only one street away from Whitechapel.

Lestrade quickly put the notebook back into his pocket, ran into the office and looked at Alek and said, "Leave one person here to find out all the paper documents that are locked in Jack Zahir, and the others will follow me to file Lenz Road! Quick!"

Speaking of which, Lestrade hurriedly went out, the excitement of about to catch the murderer was like taking a lot of caffeine, which made the heart beat faster.

Although Perens Road is close to the Whitechapel area, it is not a slum like Whitechapel. Unlike the gamblers and smokers in Whitechapel who do not do business and are legal, the people living in Perens Road are all They were residents with serious occupations. Although these residents were not much richer than the people in Whitechapel, and their jobs were very ordinary, the people here still respected and obeyed the law.

Lestrade had considered the possibility of Perens Road during the investigation before, but the senior management of Scotland Yard did not consider the "poor cowards" on Perens Road. The perverts will come from those cowards in Perens Lane who would walk around watching the police.

At that time, Lestrade considered that Scotland Yard lacked police officers, and it was already too much to do overtime just to investigate the most core area of ​​Whitechapel, let alone expand the scope to Perens Road.

"No. 34! The inspector is right! This is the building of No. 34, but we don't know...which room does he live in?" Alek looked up at the old apartment in front of him with his hips crossed. building.

The outer body of the whole building is still entangled with the creeper that has withered in winter. The creeper that has turned from green to withered yellow is like a rusty iron chain, tightly locking its prisoner from the ankle to the neck.

Lestrade looked at the window on the top floor with the curtains still drawn in broad daylight and said, "Start with that room, and keep two people at the front and back doors to watch closely. From the moment we enter, this building is not allowed to enter or exit. !"

Speaking of which, Lestrade rushed into the building with Alek and the rest of the police officers. During the day, the corridor was extremely quiet, probably because these residents with proper occupations went to work. Come on!

From the first second he entered the door, Lestrade took out the pistol from his pocket just like when he entered the hospital. He held the pistol tightly lest the ruthless Jack the Ripper would jump over the wall and make something unchangeable. bad things come.

He whispered: "Be smart!"

When walking straight to the second floor, a woman holding a wooden basin suddenly came down the stairs. The woman hadn't heard any movement before, but she was stunned when she turned the corner and looked at the people downstairs. up.Before Lestrade could ask a question, he saw the woman's eyes looking towards the gun in his hand, and Lestrade strode up quickly.

He covered the woman's mouth with one hand, and caught the basin in her hand with the other.If it was a second later, I'm afraid I could enjoy a complete dolphin sound performance.

Alek also rushed up quickly, took away the empty basin from his wife's hand, and whispered: "Don't be afraid! We are police detectives from Scotland Yard, and we are here to arrest a prisoner. Don't shout, you know? "

The woman nodded in horror, her mouth was breathing rapidly but was tightly covered by Lestrade.Lestrade looked at her and asked in a low voice, "Jack Zahir, a nurse at St. John's Hospital, do you know which room he lives in?"

After finishing speaking, the woman quickly blinked and pointed upwards. Lestrade said again, "I'll let you go now, please don't scream out, okay? He is a very important prisoner, we can't let him escape."

After receiving the woman's affirmative answer like a lady pecking at rice, Lestrade slowly let go of his hand. The woman who was still in shock was still breathing rapidly, and even burst into tears.She was trembling with sobs, but Lestrade had no time to be a gentleman, he just asked, "Is he at home? That room?"

"Here! At home! He didn't go to work or go out today, he must be at home! He...he, he lives in the left-hand room on the top floor!"

After getting his own answer, Lestrade looked at the policeman behind him, and only took the woman away quickly to avoid accidental injury, while the group of them continued to move forward.

The height of the top floor from the roof is not high, and the whole floor is very oppressive. Lestrade kept his head down. After he and Alek lay in ambush on the left and right sides of the door frame, they looked at the police officers behind them.He only raised his hand to knock on the door when everyone was ready.

"Jack? Jack, are you home?"

His calm voice received no response, and Lestrade continued, "Jack? I'm Greg of St. John!"

However, there was still no response.There was not even a trace of movement in the room, Lestrade could only break in with a gun in his hand, the most fearful thing was that he was not in the room if he didn't open the door.

However, this time Lestrade really had some good luck.

With a bang, the entire door panel fell to the ground.Lestrade tightly held the gun in his hand and pointed to the dimly lit room that was obscured by the curtains, but as far as he could see, there were only a pair of human legs.

The only focal point in the room is the hanged man in the center.

Alek rushed in hastily and pulled the curtains aside.The sun was not easy to come out in the early morning after the rain today, which made the cold London slightly warmer, but for the hanged man in the room, he couldn't see the sun this morning.

The sun in London in winter seems to be extraordinarily dazzling!

Because the people at the door had been in the dark for a long time, they all turned their heads and squinted their eyes almost involuntarily as they stared at the sudden light.Only Lestrade, he kept looking up at the man who was hanged in the room.

Is that the end?Suicide?

Lestrade walked in slowly, held his head up for a long time before saying, "That's right! It's him!"

He almost didn't need to take out the portrait in his arms again to determine that this corpse was the Jack the Ripper they were looking for, because almost from the moment he got the portrait, this ordinary face was already deep. It's deep in my heart.

But what Lestrade didn't expect was that he would see the person in the portrait again in this way.

Speaking of Alek approaching, he boldly raised his hand to lean on the back of Dead Jack's hand as Lestrade taught him, then squeezed the hardness of the muscles on his hand, and finally said: "It's already dead It has been several hours, and he seems to know that he has no escape, so he committed suicide in fear of crime?"

Lestrade kept his head up all the time, he looked at the corpse in front of him indifferently, the excitement and excitement before going upstairs almost disappeared the moment he saw his calf...

Is it that simple?

Is it just dead?

Lestrade didn't even know whether to be happy and thankful or unreal and sorry.

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Pre-order: [Qing Chuan] Fifth elder brother intermittently eats salted fish

Wenbo Life and Death House Yin Qi once traveled to the Kangxi Dynasty, and became the most non-existent good old Yin Qi among the Kangxi masters.

When the milk dumpling grows up, you have to study hard, and before your hair grows, you have to lead the army to fight. Are you kidding me?

Yinqi: I can't!I can not!At best, I can fry peanuts in the kitchen.

System: No way?No, you can only explode on the spot!

Yinqi: I can do it!I can!I can't, who can?

After a day of hard study

Yinqi: I can't!I can not!You make me explode!

System: Seeing how pitiful you are, let me give you a few days off!

Yinqi: What fake?

System: There are always a few days every month... let you be a salted fish with peace of mind.

Since then, the fifth elder brother Yinqi always has a few days every month to eat and wait to die, eat, drink and play with good luck, get what you want, and get what you want.You don't have to work hard and you can get everything just by being a salted fish. There are rumors that the fifth elder brother calls this the "salted fish period"!

The eunuchs and maids in the palace worshiped the salted fish one after another after hearing the rumors, begging the salted fish immortal to save all sentient beings and bless the "salted fish period".

Small theater: One day, Lord Long Live will check your brother's homework.

Prince Xiaoye: If the world is safe, you must first rectify yourself...

Fourth elder brother: The way to university lies in Ming Mingde...

Fifth elder brother: I ate two steamed buns for lunch today, they taste good!

Long Live Lord: My Xiaowu really shares joys and sorrows with the common people!My little Wu is really gentle and kind, willing to suffer from his body and skin, and will surely achieve a great career in the future!

Brothers:? ? ?

Brother Six: Ah...Ama, I ate three for lunch!

Long Live Lord: Hmph~ Idiot!Don't eat tonight!

Pre-received article: "I am a mother-san in Daming"

Prince Zhu Zhanji: Third brother, you go to the brothel again, be careful not to interrupt your dog legs!

Zhu Zhanyong, the king of Yue; the smell of smoke in the Yanyao shop is pervasive, and the Guoshu Museum next door has three stages of mother mulberry tea ceremony in the shop!

Prince: ? ? ?

The gold-lettered signboard "Yan Shao Shop" on the bank of the Qinhuai River, and then look at the "Guoshu Museum" next door.

Eat, eat, eat!Studying for studying!Tea drinkers drink tea!There are even boulders on the chest!

The prince said: Can you give the brothel some minimum respect?Can you have some professionalism?Can you stop occupying the fireworks alley and not doing business?

感谢在2020-07-1923:28:52~2020-07-2122:51:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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