A Weird Theater That Started In London

　　 The story told by Lu Li solidified the atmosphere.

　　 The female model who has been defending Seag was stunned. As a street warbler, she knew very well what happened in the Whitechapel recently. There is only one possibility for such a thriving and moving crowd—

　　 hunt down the ripper from hell, Jack.

　　 Mr. George Lasker was holding guns in both hands. While staying vigilant, he thought to himself: As expected of me, I can tell at a glance that this guy is not a good person.

　　 But Sieg was caught in deep regret and resentment.

　　 He felt that he should put his attitude a little tougher at first, instead of being obsessed with ghosts, trying to get rid of suspicion by coaxing the two men.

　　 is not afraid that the famous detective can reason, just because he has many hobbies and knows the relationship between the painter and Chen Bread.

　　 At this moment, Sieg attributed his failure to: encountering a master.

　　 And, the most annoying thing is...

　　 This guy has seen through the lie a long time ago, but he has to make up a story to mock himself!

　　 Thinking of this, Sige raised his head and gave Lu Li a bitter look.

　　 It's a pity that Lu Li didn't know the suspect. No. To be precise, it should be Mr. Criminal, who had added so many dramas to himself in his heart.

　　 In fact, he suspected Sieg from the beginning, but there was no evidence, but he never expected... a reading comprehension in high school, but he did a great job.

　　 Thinking of this, Lu Li's heart started pounding wildly, and the legendary Jack the Ripper was arrested in his apartment on August 8, 1888.

　　This trip to London can finally come to an end.

　　 Therefore, Lu Liqiang held back his excitement and said in a low voice: "Now, Mr. Seager, admit it like a man, and truthfully confess the process and details of your crime."

　　 But at this moment—

　　 "No... I didn't kill anyone."

　　 Sieg slowly shook his head, biting himself without the conditions for committing the crime: "How can a patient with limited mobility have the ability to kill someone? What kind of detective is laughing!"

　　 "Also, does Scotland Yard agree with this argument? Illegal interrogation and confession, I have to go to a lawyer."

　　As we all know, the law protects the rich.

　　 Obviously, Sieg is a rich man. If he is unwilling to plead guilty, he can ask a lawyer to help delay the lawsuit, but the delay will change.

　　 "Lu Li, are you upstairs?"

　　 At this time, Duke’s voice came from downstairs, and immediately after that, it was the sound of going up the stairs.

　　 After hearing the movement, Lu Li breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone of voice inevitably showed complacency: "Mr. Seager, the well-known surgeon Professor Duke is here, and the appraisal letter issued by him is regarded as an authority by Scotland Yard..."

　　 Click.

　　 The door of the studio was pushed open.

　　On the way here, Duke heard the coachman say: Mr. Lask asked him to temporarily give up the autopsy and come over to diagnose the condition of a young painter.

　　 Therefore, as soon as he came in, he noticed the bloodless Sieg and asked with a smile: "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

　　 said, he put the big suitcase in his hand on the ground and opened: hemostatic forceps, puncture needle, medical scalpel, bone saw, bone hammer, bone chisel...

　　 All kinds of tools are neatly arranged, under the light, shining with cold light, and with the blood stains on the white coat, it is a **** butcher.

　　 Seeing this, Lu Li didn't want to say anything, so he leaned in Duke's ear and whispered a few words.

　　 "Brother, are you kidding me?"

　　 Duke couldn't help exclaiming. Although he inherited the memory of a medical professor, he himself had never examined a living person, let alone such a place.

　　 "Think about the situation of the two victims. The skirts were lifted to the waist, but there was no sign of infringement. Doesn't this mean anything?"

　　 After finishing speaking, Lu Li sighed.

　　 Actually, he also thinks that this kind of examination is a little responsive, but he doesn't understand medicine, so he doesn't necessarily insist on it.

　　 "Then... sir, please raise your hand and put it where I can see it."

　　 The truth is near, and Duke has no choice but to turn around and walk towards Sieg who is sitting on the sofa.

　　 "Don't, don't come here..."

　　 Painter Sieg clenched the armrest of the sofa, leaning forward unconsciously, and couldn't help but want to seize the road and escape. Because of this scene, he couldn't help but think of the nightmare of his childhood.

　　 It's a pity that the pain from the crotch made him have to dispel this idea.

　　 "Professor Duke, let me help you look at this guy."

　　 "Boy, be honest with me, or you will blow your skull."

　　 At this moment, Mr. Lasker, who ran over to act as a tool man, reminded Duke of his student Bernard, who was a free labor force who worked hard and didn't complain.

　　 In the end, when two men, one raised a gun and the other carrying a tool, walked in front of him, Sieg collapsed completely, his body weakened, and he collapsed on his backrest.

　　 "Don't check...I plead guilty."

　　 "I killed the warbler."

　　 Instead of being humiliated, it's better to plead guilty.

　　 Frankly speaking, he couldn't stand the investigation at all. The woman was killed by him in the next room last night, and was moved to Brady Street after her death.

　　 The blood stains on the walls, the vomit on the floor, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, and some key exhibits were all due to my personal inclination, and they had not had time to destroy them.

　　 These evidences added together, there is no room for sophistry, enough to convict him.

　　 That warbler?

　　 Lu Li frowned, and a bad feeling came to his mind again. He turned around and waved his hand at the bewildered female model, motioning her to go out first.

　　 "What do you dare to do, go down quickly, remember not to run around, and go to the police station to take notes later."

　　 "Huh...Huh?"

　　 The woman reacted afterwards and asked in surprise, "Why should I go to the police station?"

　　 It’s boring to be idle, and Duke said to make up for it: "I’m not sure, you are also an accomplice."

　　 "Don't stand here in the way, go downstairs and stay."

　　 Mr. Lask also urged.

　　 Soon, there were only four men left in the room.

　　 "Anyway, check it first."

　　 Lu Li said something to break the silence.

　　 And Sieg struggled like a madman, sometimes cursing, and sometimes making unexplained screams. It could be seen that he was extremely resistant to this matter in his heart.

　　 It's a pity, I knew this before, so why bother in the first place.

　　If Sige didn't try to quibble before, saying something about torture to extract a confession or an illegal interrogation, Lu Li would still give this guy some dignity.

　　 As for the present, of course, it is to collect evidence as much as possible to make the case true, and never leave him the slightest chance to reverse the case.

　　A few minutes later, Duke took off the two layers of gloves on his hands and whispered:

　　 "The suspect has congenital fistula. It can be seen that he had undergone several surgical operations when he was a child. Unfortunately, the doctor still failed to make up for his physical defect."

　　 "In other words, this man does not have the ability to leave offspring."