A Weird Theater That Started In London

"It's not fair! It's not fair! We didn't break the law, why should we be detained?"

As the eldest sister of all the Orioles in this neighborhood, Katie is by no means an idiot. She knows very well how many evil things she has done. Once she is liquidated, she will definitely be sentenced to death.

So, Katie screamed and struggled desperately to see if she could get out by luck, while those in charge of the police station hadn't come back yet.

But she underestimated the determination of Scotland Yard. Inspector Wensley had already instructed to cooperate fully with the special investigator's investigation. If something went wrong, he would immediately be dismissed from public office.

Therefore, two strong men, one on the left and one on the right, threw the nasty woman who took the lead in making trouble into a special detention room.

boom!

The loud noise of the collision between the iron door and the wall came out, and the Orioles in the other detention room shuddered, became obedient, and huddled in the corner and whispered.

Having been on the street for so long, Helen prided herself on being shrewd. At this moment, she had already thought that it was the dead Newberry that attracted the attention of the police.

Liu Ying is at the bottom of the society, and her status is only a little higher than that of the homeless. Usually, when she walks on the road, the police officers in her jurisdiction do not take a straight look. Even if she dies due to various reasons, the police officers will not care. Unless there is a need, they will show a little enthusiasm.

So, why is this situation so special?

It is worth mentioning that Helen once had a concubine and worked as an informant for Scotland Yard for a period of time. Under the influence of the other party, she had a certain understanding of the police epaulette level.

Senior Superintendent!

The chief of the Whitechapel Regional Police Department was barely on the same level as Wensley, the key was that the other party looked very young.

"Aisong, this bitch, actually told what happened at night..."

"People like us, no matter how many die, won't attract attention."

"What's the matter?"

The conversation grew louder.

At this time, the police officer who was standing outside in charge of the custody work immediately reprimanded him. Although the officer did not explain it, years of experience told him that if he did not stop it, these suspects would likely collude to confess.

So, two more Orioles were handcuffed and held alone.

In this way, there was no more noise coming out of the detention room, and the warblers huddled in the corner honestly, and occasionally a few sobbings could be heard.

Next room.

The eldest sister, Katie, regained consciousness. Apart from her, there are two other people in this cell.

One is a ragged homeless man with patches all over his coat, lying on the damp concrete floor and snoring, the smell of bad alcohol mixed with the stench.

The other was a middle-aged woman with tousled hair, with only a few bright traces left of her lipstick. She leaned against the wall and smoked a cigarette, and at the same time, she inspected her new roommate without any cover.

"Hello."

Katie squeezed out a harmless smile. Out of instinct, she felt that she should talk to the other party.

The woman didn't know Katie's savage record, she pouted and let out a smoke ring, in the tone of a senior, and asked, "What did you do?"

"It's nothing... oh, I think maybe I found a body and didn't report to the police in time, but it's not my fault, night is a good time to make money, if you don't go to work, you will even get the cheapest eel soup the next day. I can't even eat it."

"Ha, I'm also a wandering warbler."

The woman laughed in a low voice, revealing several rows of teeth full of smoke, while Katie was puzzled. She knew all the warblers in this area, even if they were newcomers, they could quickly call out their names.

But the woman in front of her really had no impression at all.

So Katie squinted at each other, old but very gaudy, satin robes with faded embellishments, badly frayed shoes, and pink silk stockings, soft in winter with summer softness Caps... tattered makeup... idiosyncratic... can't go wrong.

In addition, there are some bruises on the face.

The warbler who faced off last night?

The thought flashed by, and Katie stepped back, pretending to be timid, and said calmly, "Why haven't I seen you?"

"I work in another block. We may have met late at night today, but it was too dark and it rained heavily, so I don't have a deep memory."

Saying that, the strange Orioles threw off the cigarette and stomped on it with his heels, as if to vent his dissatisfaction, and complained to his peers: "What is going on in this world now, I just happened to pass by an alley, and I was caught... …”

"Me too, I stayed in the tavern waiting for the call from the guests, but I was arrested for no reason." Katie concealed the fact that she had killed other Orioles, so as not to cause trouble, and said sideways, "What about this man?"

The man on the ground was sturdy and his hands were covered with calluses, very much like a porter. Of course, this type of person likes to patronize Liu Ying's business the most.

"Customer, but before we could make a deal, we were arrested by the passing undercover police. It is said that he was suspected of being involved in a serial murder case..."

The two chatted one after another.

They are both fallen people from the end of the world, and they tacitly did not talk about the **** conflict that happened at night.

At the same time, Lu Li sat in the sheriff's office. In fact, he arrived here a long time ago, but because he had to deal with other matters, he was temporarily unable to attend to the interrogation.

Yesterday afternoon, Scotland Yard conducted a remedial platoon to investigate the identities of the 42 previous victims.

Twenty minutes ago, the first-hand information was sent by Mr. Vincent, who was sitting on Whitehall Street.

"At present, the identities of the nine deceased have been confirmed, and there is no possibility of error."

"Most of the remaining ones have their own eyes, but it's not easy to draw a conclusion for the time being."

Officer Wensley, holding the backup file in his hand, paced slowly around the office.

Beside him, Lu Li sat on the leather seat, looking at the pile of documents in front of him and thinking.

After reading them, he felt that Scotland Yard was doing a disservice by expanding the target of the suspect, or in other words, destroying the connection between the victims.

"Are they all Orioles?" Lu Li pinched his brows.

Officer Wensley was stunned for a moment. After thinking for a while, he said solemnly, "That's right."

"You just came to this city, and you didn't know that the moral and social atmosphere of the fog city has been corrupted to the extreme over the years."

After some explanations, Lu Li also clarified a concept: the morality of the Victorian era made it difficult for people to simply distinguish women by "good" and "bad".

Especially the word "flowing warbler".

In addition to women actively soliciting clients on the street, there may also be women who have been living with men illegally for a long time, women who receive large amounts of money indirectly or frequently from their partners but have their own jobs, and who are unemployed and receive financial support from one or more men. woman helping.

Judging from the data, only nearly 20 victims were street warblers.

The most outrageous thing is that there are two victims whose identities have been confirmed, one of them is a ballet dancer, and the other is Her Excellency the Countess.

"Sir, don't be surprised. They did this not for money, but for their own satisfaction."

"In the upper class, in addition to their husbands, ladies have several lovers and knights, which is considered a kind of elegance and fashion."

Speaking of which, Officer Wensley couldn't help shrugging his shoulders, showing some helplessness.

As the spies described in the documents, they discovered that the two victims of decent status had a total of no less than twenty lovers during their lifetimes.

If you dig a little deeper, you can at least find hundreds of suspects.

"Well, there is an old saying in the East that when things are extreme, they will reverse."

Lu Li casually closed the document and sighed.

Some women enjoy a nightlife that moral defenders vehemently oppose, for fun, not money.

This kind of behavior, in the eyes of most people at present, is no different from that of a wandering warbler, and can be classified into one category.

"According to the available evidence, these victims are... unclean in some sense?"

Lu Li considered the words carefully. After all, from the perspective of future generations, although this kind of thing is immoral, because it is relatively common, he himself does not think it is too exaggerated.

"That's right."

Inspector Wesley was not so polite when he spoke, and said bluntly: "This kind of people can be divided into two groups, one is the nature, they are dissolute, short-tempered, lazy, vain and greedy."

"What about the other type?" Lu Li was curious, what insights does this authentic British elite have.

"They are pitiful, worthy of the public's sympathy, and worthy of the help of all gentlemen who still have a sense of morality in their hearts." Wensley learned about Aishon's experience from Lu Li's mouth, for example: "These girls are poor and lack skills. , there is no brother to rely on, and both parents are dead."

"As far as I know, the average age in this industry is 16 years old. Before that, many girls were with boys of the same class. After a few years, they were abandoned and had to be reduced to the streets."

"Why do you know so much about this industry?"

Lu Li was curious, but added, "It has nothing to do with the case. If it's inconvenient, you don't have to answer."

If Wensley is just a small police officer, or a sheriff of a slightly higher rank, he has some understanding of street phenomena, it is indeed understandable.

But he is now a senior police superintendent, a senior police superintendent who is less than 30 years old, and his status is second only to those old men at the director level. It is almost impossible to deal with Liu Ying.

However, Lu Li guessed wrong.

Wensley frowned and pondered for a moment, then explained, "Ten years ago, I graduated from school and worked as a sheriff in the Financial City. The teacher in charge of taking me is Mr. Vincent..."

"Okay, a little off topic."

The accomplished police officer shook his head and said solemnly, "At that time, I met a girl with great taste. She was well-dressed and low-key and ran a cafe on the west side of Waterloo Bridge."

"Are you in love?"

"Yes."

There was no warmth in Wensley's eyes. He seemed relieved, and was just stating the facts, "But everything changed one afternoon. After the old man knew about this relationship, he sent someone to inquire about it out of good intentions."

Although Lu Li had already guessed Gou Xue's answer in advance, out of courtesy, he did not interrupt.

"She's a warbler."

"Beginning as a maid, because she wanted to see the world and live an independent life, she volunteered to be a wanderer for three years, completely voluntarily, without any coercion... She read books, took writing classes and learned other skills, To make myself a good companion for gentlemen."

"Then, she used the income she earned from her notorious business to invest in a cafe, cut ties with those men, and lived a warm, practical, and virtuous life."

"Mr. Lu, do you know? It can be seen from her behavior that she is really working on that cafe, if not..."

Wensley was finally touched by the past, he let out a sigh, as if asking Lu Li if he could feel the same way.

In this regard, Lu Li didn't say much, just patted the police officer on the shoulder.

Sin City.

There is no need to add any modifiers in front of it, because this is the essence of the fog, and most people are struggling in this quagmire.

"You must be wondering, is there some misunderstanding between me and her? In fact, these testimonies came to the neighborhood where she grew up, and the neighbors watched them, from servants, to warblers, to decent coffee. The owner of the pavilion, changing clothes and demeanor, she is a good actress."

Wensley chattered.

"It's all over, isn't it?"

Lu Li regretted asking such a question, patted his shoulder to comfort a few times, and changed the subject:

"Go and try those detained people. Of course, you can find a place to rest and call a few police officers to help me."

Touching the scene and hurting.

Just after recalling the tragic first love experience, Lu Li was worried that Wensley would have emotional problems.

To be honest, thinking in a different position, if Lu Li encountered such a thing, he would definitely leave.

Not only the hurdle in his heart, even if he can get over it, well, he can't get over it~www.readwn.com~ at least hundreds of green hats... Besides, he would not have contact with such a woman.

"It's okay, I'm not that bad in my heart." Wensley shrugged his shoulders habitually and said surprisingly: "In fact, after knowing everything at the time, I still wanted to be with her, forget the past, and live in a different place. ."

The power of love?

Lu Li paused, looked at the young and promising gentleman, and waited for the next article.

"Unfortunately, I can't be so selfish. This is a love that is destined to be unblessed. Parents, teachers, and friends, who are devout believers, will never allow me to do this."

"Yes, people can't live for themselves after all."

Love lost to reality.

"What about the girl who runs the cafe, in the end, what did you tell her?"

"I did not say anything."

Wensley showed mixed emotions in his eyes and sighed: "I left a lot of money in the house where I lived with her. At that time, she wanted to expand the coffee business to the Financial City, but she was very short of money, so she could only postpone the plan. ."

"What about you?"

"I asked the teacher to transfer me to Berkshire, where I stayed for five years, until I became the director, and it didn't take long for me to return to the fog."

"Choose wisely, time will dilute everything."

After speaking, Lu Li walked out of the office and walked quickly to the interrogation room.

And Officer Wensley, who had finished chatting, also calmed down and followed.

"Let's arraign the woman named Helen first. Aison said that she has a weak personality and can't keep a secret."

"Okay, save the criminal organizer Katie for last."