A Weird Theater That Started In London

　　 Inside the apartment, the conversation continues.

　　 While Sieg didn't make a sound from beginning to end, he kept avoiding Lu Li's gaze.

　　 In Duke's view, these actions all represent acquiescence. The murders that occurred on three consecutive nights were completed by three villains.

　　 And organized crimes, or imitating one after another, has become the most important thing to figure out.

　　 Unfortunately, Lu Li was not in a hurry to figure this out, because he knew that as long as the suspect did not speak, there would be no progress.

　　 "Sir, I have always believed that there is no hatred for no reason. What caused you to turn your eyes on those stray warblers with original sin?"

　　 "So everything is back to square one."

　　 In fact, this was the first time in Lu Li's life that he tried to break through someone's inner line of defense. Although he was sure, he still didn't dare to take it lightly. After all, the person sitting opposite was a psychopath.

　　 "What did your mother do to make you hate those stray warblers who have had children, not only to kill, but also to destroy the corpse again..."

"To shut up!"

　　 At this moment, when someone talked about the woman again, Sieger roared loudly, and the blue veins on his neck burst out, and the blood that was finally stopped gushing out again.

　　 "I said last night, I kill because I like to kill, it has nothing to do with her!"

　　 At this time, the door was pushed open. Mr. Lasker walked to Lu Li's side, whispered a few words, and after receiving approval, handed a delicate letter to Sige.

　　 "Be quiet, the old lady who lives next door just came here. This evening, a letter with a wrong address was sent to her home, and the addressee is you."

　　 It's a pity that Sieg has already lost his mind. He holds his head in his hands, as if doing so can shield everything from the outside world, and George standing aside feels that if this guy has a knife in his hand, he will most likely kill himself.

　　 Thinking of this, he whispered: "It comes from the other side of the ocean, an invitation letter, I think, it should be very important to you."

　　 The words fall and the letter is snatched away.

　　 Sieg stared at the manuscript of the letter that had been read, and whispered: "Why, it took so late to arrive..."

　　 That face gradually collapsed.

　　 Earlier, Lu Li thought that this man would only vent his pain and resentment like a beast. Until now, tears overflowed from his eyes. He tried to stand up, but he couldn't stand steady. The skip was sitting on the ground, his back shaking violently.

　　 According to Mr. Lasker, this is a wedding invitation. A painter named Whistler is about to marry Ms. Godwin. I hope Seager can arrive in San Francisco before the 25th of this month.

　　 "Why didn't you post it earlier! This is all nonsense! What are you talking about... fake... nonsense..."

　　 Sig's mouth whispered like a dream.

　　 Wedding invitations, single men, homicides.

　　 all three together, it is a vulgar but real story.

　　 Until now, the chain of cause and effect is complete.

　　 Lu Li didn't need to figure out what the mother had imposed on Seag, but she did ruin the young painter.

　　 In the next period of time, no one bothered him.

　　 and ten minutes later.

　　 "Sir, it's up to now, I hope you can keep your promise and give me a dignity."

　　 Perhaps it was to untie the knot, or for other reasons, Sieg finally expressed his willingness to confess his guilt and cooperate.

Hearing that, Lu Li tilted his head to look at Mr. Lask who was returning. He nodded and solemnly replied: "If you confess everything, I can entrust a friend to lead you to a private court. And even applied for a secret execution."

"Um."

　　 "I killed Mary Carey in the next bedroom at around seven o'clock last night. Last year, she came to me to be a model."

　　 "Because of this, Mary didn't have much defense when she started her hands. Of course, she didn't suffer any pain..."

　　 Lu Li sat silently, listening carefully to Sieger's description of the crime and the key evidence that had not had time to destroy.

　　——A few strands of hair to keep as a memorial

　　-a copper ring bought when the deceased was engaged to his ex-husband

　　——Marks on the floor

　　——Two portraits for the dead

　　——Tools for crime: ropes, knives, uncleaned carriages

　　 As for whether these things really existed, Duke went to verify it halfway through, and the evidence was as strong as a mountain. Even if he went to court, the lawyers could not find a chance to defend his innocence.

　　 Therefore, Lu Li breathed a sigh of relief and took the initiative to ask: "Then, Mr. Seager, why can you mislead us."

　　 "Have you been to the scene where Masha was killed, or have you been in contact with other murderers?"

　　 Although there are descriptions of the corpses in the newspaper, most of them are chasing after the wind, and the other small part is half-truth.

　　 After all, Scotland Yard has never released the survey records to all walks of life. No matter how imaginative the painter is, Seager cannot imitate it to such an extent.

"On the morning of the incident, I happened to be walking past the corpse site, and I was attracted by the lively crowd. When I was looking at the cordon, I met another police officer named Charles~www.readwn.com~ out of curiosity, I went to He made a request to enter the scene together."

　　 Hearing this answer, Lu Li was not surprised. Given that the painter is a celebrity in society, it is estimated that some idiots in Scotland Yard would agree.

　　 Police Officer Charles, the name has been confessed. This confession should be basically true, so Lu Li asked: "The two murders tonight, you must know the murderer, let's talk about it."

　　 The provocative letter sent by Seager last night declared that he would kill two more people tonight, and he would not be able to fulfill his promise while staying at home.

　　 But curiously, two victims did die before seven in the evening.

　　 Not far away, George Lask pretended to be leaning easily against the wall, his tight eyebrows and lips, and the act of touching the handle of the gun, all showed that his heart was quite uneasy.

　　 "Albert Victor."

"Who?"

　　 "His Royal Highness Prince Albert Victor of Wales."

　　 Xi’s motto is firm, and he said the title of a conspirator. There is only one Prince of Wales in the world, so there will be no slippage.

　　 "Are you sure it is the one from the royal family?"

　　 The relationship is so important that Mr. Lask was not cautious, so he decided to ask again.

　　 "Yes, there are letters between me and him in the drawer of the bedroom. Through these things, you can completely lift the fig leaf of the royal family."

　　 In exchange for a decent death, Sieg can now be said to know everything without saying anything.

　　 As for Duke and Lu Li, the two of them are just passers-by, so there is no need to worry about royal majesty.

　　 Because of this, Lu Li was taken aback and asked directly: "The last question, I want to know when you committed the crime for a long time, whether it was a conspiracy for a long time, or whether it was a temporary intention."