Quick Pass: Play Cannon Fodder

When he came to the center of London, Edward said without looking back: "Have you relied enough?" After that, he turned and walked towards the East End.

Xing Huan touched the mark on his forehead and continued to follow behind Edward.Edward did not take it lightly, so he slowed down and deliberately fell behind, trying to keep his prey within sight.

Along the way, Edward didn't talk to Xing Huan again.Xing Huan turned his head from time to time, and every time he could meet Edward's staring eyes...

What, the bastard still likes to stand behind him.Xing Huan snorted softly, put down his hood, and stopped hiding, let alone looking back at the wild wolf.

The reason why Edward is so wary of Xing Huan is that he is worried about his use of witchcraft.Unbeknownst to Edward, there is a major prerequisite for using witchcraft: the surrounding must be relatively quiet.

That's why Walt chose the dark and damp basement.

However, Xing Huan would not care so much.How dare the wild man point a gun at him?He would like to let the wild man taste what it means to be frightened.

No matter how powerful Edward is, Xing Huan also knows that this wild wolf is afraid of him.

After secretly delighting, he walked forward swaggeringly, walking out with steps that his relatives did not recognize.

Pedestrians on the road cast horrified looks, as if there was a fox tail behind Xing Huan's butt.They recognized the suspect one after another. After seeing Inspector Edward, they stepped aside again and started pointing at Xing Huan.

"Look at what you've done." Edward caught up with Xing Huan to prevent passers-by from hindering him from performing his official duties.

Xing Huan walked on his own, but turned Edward into his bodyguard.If he guessed correctly, the bastard was about to start sneering again.

Sure enough, Edward sneered and said, "How does it feel to be a street rat? If I hadn't been by your side, you would have died on the street now. Who else could be the murderer besides you? Jack, just admit it."

As if thinking of something, Xing Huan stopped suddenly.

"Inspector, what did you just say?" He stared intently at the Whitechapel in front of him, but he was thinking about other things.

No wonder he always had a feeling of familiarity—the encounter between Bill and Daniel was somewhat similar to when he was a child wandering the streets.

"I said you died on the street." Edward looked around and did not forcefully extract a confession.

During Xing Huan's trance, Edward also fell into the memories of the past.

Twenty years ago, when he was only Daniel's age, he happened to enter a prestigious boarding school.It was also in that year that he met a boy in the same grade.Due to their excellent grades, they gradually became friends who are both enemies and friends.

Edward still remembers the boy's name, his name is Frank Pattinson.

The reason why I was so impressed was because Frank had only been in school for half a year before he died unexpectedly...

A week before his death, Frank claimed he had been subjected to witchcraft.Originally calm, he suddenly changed his temperament. When he met a classmate, he grabbed someone else's clothes and shouted for help, causing the school to fall into chaos.

Thinking about it carefully, Frank was already insane at the time, unable to utter a complete sentence at all, so that no one knew what kind of persecution he had suffered.

However, this incident affected the classmates at the time, including little Edward.

In Edward's impression, witchcraft is evil and terrible.In addition, Edward had determined to become a detective since he was a child. After joining Scotland Yard, he hated witchcraft even more.

Xing Huan doesn't care about the past of this big-tailed wolf in Secondary School.In his opinion, Edward had a deep-rooted prejudice against wizards.The Lymon family has always done their duty, so Walt was wronged and turned into a murderer, it's really... too unscientific.

"Inspector, Bill and Daniel are playing around here." Xing Huan blinked his innocent eyes, "I have an idea about it."

"Oh, let's hear it." Edward looked down at Xing Huan, trying to find flaws in his face.

At this time, Xing Huan curled the corner of his mouth and said in a calm voice: "I can say yes, but you must return my innocence."

After being stunned for two seconds, Edward's voice also sank: "The little rabbit has revealed its true colors so quickly? You are really pretending. This is your real face, right?"

"Believe it or not, but I'm really not Jack." Xing Huan didn't back down, and his sharp eyes showed true innocence.

"At first, you suspected that my parents did it, but Jack started committing the crime in mid-August. At that time, my parents were already seriously ill and bedridden. It is impossible to come here to kill people. I have been Stayed at the manor until the year after my parents died when Scotland Yard came to town and arrested me."

"Yes, your alibi is very strong, and your servant can also testify for you, but we have reason to believe that he will lie for the master."

Xing Huan nodded and said, "That's true. However, my dear Inspector, you have no evidence. Therefore, I reserve the right to complain against Scotland Yard."

"You, don't be too arrogant!" Edward couldn't bear it anymore, and wanted to draw his gun again.

Before he had time to take out the gun, Xing Huan coughed twice, and said muffledly, "Besides, why did I kill those women? I'm not a famous detective like you who wants to frame others for no reason. ..."

Xing Huan scolded Edward obliquely, his innocent face became more and more red.

Edward found out that Xing Huan had a fever, so he stopped using violence... However, the little rabbit was still swearing, as if he didn't know that he was sick, how cute did he look?

"Inspector, rabbits will bite when they are in a hurry. Instead of forcing me to confess, it is better to admit your incompetence." Xing Huan snorted coldly, "Scotland Yard is nothing more than that, what is the difference between wronging a good person like you and killing someone? "After that, he turned and walked towards the Whitechapel.

The White Church stands high in front of the eyes, setting off the blue sky and white clouds behind it.Due to the damage to the oil painting, the black cracks in the sky pulled out several openings in the white clouds.

Xing Huan did not enter the empty church, but was a little unsteady.

Edward followed behind him, and said flatly: "Whether you are Jack or not, you are all descendants of wizards. As long as you abuse witchcraft, I have the right to arrest you."

Sensing that Edward was compromising, Xing Huan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Bill's case is not as simple as kidnapping and disappearance, it's murder."

"Yes, maybe it has something to do with Jack."

Later, Xing Huan expressed his thoughts: "Inspector, there is one more thing that can prove my innocence. I think there is a huge organization behind Jack. The members of this organization specialize in training criminal masters. Children from the slums."

Edward froze in place, and said with his chin resting, "You mean...Jack is a member of this organization? But, why should I trust your inference?"

Xing Huan told Edward what had happened to Bill Burton, avoiding the process of summoning the undead.He thought Edward wouldn't believe it, but Edward's eyes widened immediately when he heard the "clown mask".

"Those two men wearing masks?" Edward thought of Frank Pattinson.

When Frank shouted for help at school, he kept talking about the clown masks, saying that those masks had evil witchcraft.After that, Frank was killed, and he was the same age as Daniel at the time...

In other words, if Xing Huan was Jack the Ripper, he would never have revealed anything about the organization to Edward.Even if Xing Huan can use witchcraft, it seems that it has nothing to do with that organization.

Edward suddenly felt a little guilty. Could it be that he really wronged a good man?

Thinking that he kicked the wooden box that Xing Huan regarded as a treasure just now, Edward's guilt deepened again, so he looked up at Xing Huan.

I saw that Xing Huan was already lying on the ground, still gasping for breath...

"Are you okay?" Edward ran up the steps and knelt down beside Xing Huan with one leg, "Rabbit that bites, I'll take you to the hospital." Afterwards, he turned Xing Huan over and hugged him across his chest .

Xing Huan grabbed Edward by the collar and said hoarsely, "I'm not going to the hospital, I'm going back to Wucrow Street. Don't think I don't know...you, you just want to take me to Scotland Yard..."

Edward laughed and said, "Yes, I'm going to take you to Scotland Yard, you have to hold me tight."

"You... wolf with a big tail!" Xing Huan kicked and kicked in Edward's arms, and then fell asleep.

No wonder he gets nosebleeds.Edward sighed and temporarily put Xing Huan under his feet.Immediately afterwards, he took off his uniform coat, wrapped Xing Huan tightly, held Xing Huan in his arms, and left the Whitechapel quickly.

Xing Huan smelled the fragrance of his uniform and dreamed about his past.

Ever since he was brought into the Dark Flower organization by his mentor, the devilish training began.One of the things that impressed him the most was choosing a career at the beginning.In addition to thieves, there are other more cruel criminal professions, such as killers.

It was at that time that Xing Huan met a man named "Tiger Thorn Plum".

At that time, Xing Huan thought he was the only child in the organization, but he didn't expect that as soon as he stepped into the organization's secret base, five or six children surrounded him, including Lei Yang.

They are all children brought from various places by the organization. There are many orphans like Xing Huan, and some are captured by human traffickers—they are all tools and puppets of the organization.

Hu Cimei immediately fell in love with Xing Huan who was hiding in the corner, and said, "Teacher, this kid has good aptitude and can be trained to be a killer."

Although Xing Huan was only 7 years old at that time, in his little head he knew that killing would pay for life. Once he made this choice, there was no turning back...

So, he rushed to the mentor's side and said childishly: "I want to be a thief. I am the best at stealing. I can steal a lot of valuable things for you." He kept shaking the mentor's arm, for fear that the mentor would Make him a killer.

The instructor moved his arm away, pressed the top of Xing Huan's head again, and said, "No, this child is very special, and it will be useful for me to keep it."

Xing Huan didn't ask any further questions, for fear that his mentor would regret it.In the end, he was trained by his mentor to become an international thief, while Lei Yang worked in the technical department, and both escaped unharmed...

Beside the bed, Edward has been observing Xing Huan's sleeping appearance.

Seeing Xing Huan smiling triumphantly in his dream, Edward touched his forehead with the back of his hand to make sure that his fever had subsided.

After heaving a sigh of relief, Edward walked to the window, looking out at the Witch Crow Street, his mind was full of thoughts.

If Walt is not the murderer, who is the real Jack the Ripper?