As the voice spoke, Lin Sanjiu and the other two brothers turned to look at the young man.
The street lamps on the side of the street went out one by one. The young man lowered his head, and his facial features became more and more indistinct. He wasn't tall, and he was wearing an old denim jacket. The shoulders of the old-fashioned denim jacket were tall and wide, and it hung loosely on his thin body.
"How do you know that this is 19th century London?" one of the potato brothers asked.
The two brothers had a pair of round eyes, and their pupils were big and black. Their facial shapes were not very regular, but their expressions were very similar. No matter what they said, they would always stare at you with their round eyes. It was hard to look away. After all, for most people, it was uncomfortable to look into someone's eyes.
Lin Sanjiu measured herself in her mind and realized that the elder brother's height was only as high as her eyebrows. As the only woman, she was the tallest person in the group.
The young man seemed to be an introverted person. When he heard Lin Sanjiu's question, he shrunk back a little sheepishly. He raised his head and said, "I have always been interested in Jack the Ripper. I have read a lot of information about him, so I recognized him the moment I saw him. Did you guys just arrive? "
He spoke with a slight Cantonese accent, and he had a pair of phoenix eyes with double eyelids. He looked delicate and refined. No wonder Lin Sanjiu was suspicious of the old man's description.
"We have been waiting for a long time," the elder brother said impatiently. He finally shifted his gaze away from the young man. Lin Sanjiu could clearly sense that the latter was relieved. "Has Jack started killing people? How do we catch him? "
The young man shook his head, "I don't know. It has been hundreds of years, and no one knows who Jack the Ripper is. Even the London police couldn't do anything about him. It's not easy to catch him. "
The younger brother exhaled and looked around with his eyes wide open. He muttered to himself, "… What a strange place."
"It's not just strange," Lin Sanjiu suddenly interjected. Everyone looked at her at the same time.
She rubbed her temples and sighed, "I'm afraid that the security of this pocket dimension isn't as high as the old man said. At the very least, I don't think we can use our Evolved Abilities and Special Items here. "
As she spoke, she quietly slid the [Battle Item] into her pants pocket. It now looked like a normal piece of clay. Lin Sanjiu originally wanted to turn it into a card, but even the [Planar World] was silent. it did not respond to her.
The others were stunned. They looked at each other, but no one said a word.
These people had only met by chance, and there was almost no trust in each other. It was understandable that they were unwilling to say "my ability has really lost its effect".
The few of them discussed for a while and decided to walk along this street to see if they could find anything. Nor were they assigned the roles of any important personage, but merely members of the slums of the East End of London. It was not long before the brothers were 'recognised' as the proprietors of a nearby tavern, and was recognised by a staggering, half-drunk Eastern European immigrant, who persistently asked if they were 'going to open now'.
It was early in the morning, but the light blue sky darkened under the heavy rain and white fog. Even though the young man had read a lot about Jack the Ripper, it was obvious that this was his first time in London. After walking a few rounds, they finally found the famous Whitechapel in the East End. It was said that the first victim of Jack the Ripper, a middle-aged prostitute who was stabbed 39 times, was found in this neighborhood.
In the continuous rain, the alley seemed even darker. The air in 19th century London was always filled with the pungent smell of sulphuric smoke. Even the rain could not wash away the thick fog in front of them. In this shadowy and seemingly unreal alley, the few of them walked forward in silence for a while without a destination. Suddenly, they heard the sound of heels clicking from the corner.
They froze for a moment before they saw a young woman walking out of the rain. She wrapped her shoulders tightly with a wrinkled scarf and hurried around the corner. When she realized that there was someone in front of her, she seemed to be startled. She cautiously grabbed the hem of her skirt and took a few steps back. However, when she saw Lin Sanjiu, she let out a sigh of relief.
"Carol," she called out. There was a bruise under one of her eyes, and the corner of her mouth was swollen and bloodshot, as if she had been hit by someone. She exuded a pungent smell of cheap perfume, and the makeup on her face was smudged. From the way she dressed, it was obvious what her occupation was.
She walked closer to Lin Sanjiu and looked at the young man. Then, she said in a low voice, "Are you two going home now? Is this the guest you just found? "
Lin Sanjiu and the young man looked at each other. They didn't know whether they should laugh or cry. They didn't expect that the game would give them the role of a prostitute.
Lin Sanjiu didn't know how to reply, so she just let out a muffled "Ah."
"Be careful," the young prostitute said. Suddenly, her voice became hoarse. She covered the bruise under her eye with her hand, "That murderer has already killed two people around here. It's better for us to go home as soon as possible!"
The posthumans were stunned when they heard that. They looked at each other.
"At least the two of you have a place to stay," the young prostitute laughed bitterly, "I thought that the man from yesterday would give me a temporary place to stay. I didn't expect that … Forget it, I will go to the pier. Maybe I can find some business there."
After she said that, she turned around and walked away in a hurry without waiting for a response. Her shoddy high-heeled leather shoes didn't make a crisp "clack" sound anymore. Instead, there was the sound of leather being flipped open and closed.
Seeing that she had gone far away, the young man looked away. He asked the posthumans in a low voice, "What should we do now? So, Jack the Ripper has already killed two people. "
"Are they all prostitutes?" Lin Sanjiu asked with a frown, "How many people did he kill?"
"Five. All of them are prostitutes," the young man answered softly. "He killed them consecutively within a few months, so they didn't last long."
"Even if we don't do anything, this game won't last long," the elder brother said. The older brother said, "I'm not interested in catching the murderer. How about this? We'll find a place to stay in the game and wait for the game to end there. What do you think? "
Before Lin Sanjiu could say anything, the young man's face immediately turned red, "Well, this is a rare opportunity. I really want to see who is Jack the Ripper."
"What about you?" the elder brother looked at Lin Sanjiu.
"Let's go together," Lin Sanjiu thought for a moment and advised the young man, "You can go out and find out when we have a place to stay."
The young man lowered his head as a sign of agreement.
Finding a place to stay wasn't difficult, but it wasn't easy either. In the end, the young man came up with an idea. He asked the two brothers to pretend to be drunk and ask everyone where their house was. With this stupid method, even though there were some twists and turns along the way, they finally found their rented house.
It seemed that the life of the owner of the tavern wasn't that great. This cheap rented house was mixed in with the residences of a few old coachmen and cobblers. The fenced yard behind it was filled with the stench of horse defecation and leather. Even though the windows were closed, the smell still seeped into the house.
After the four of them sat down in the dark and cramped living room, Lin Sanjiu finally let out a sigh of relief. There was a heavy damp and moldy smell in the house. It seemed that no one had lived here for a long time. Lin Sanjiu looked at the others and realized that the two brothers were in the same state as her. They were at a loss and didn't know what to do next. Only the young man's cheeks were flushed and his eyes were shining. It seemed like he couldn't suppress the excitement of seeing Jack the Ripper with his own eyes.
"Why are you so interested in this murderer?" The elder brother's body was sunk into a single-seater sofa. In the dimly lit room, it seemed like only his pair of eyes could be seen.
The young man shivered and answered, "Jack the Ripper is very famous. He's in movies, songs, novels... "
"Since you are here, can you tell us more about this Jack?" the younger brother asked the young man, sitting on the sofa in an almost identical posture.
Lin Sanjiu's words were exactly what the young man wanted. Obviously, he had done a lot of research on Jack the Ripper. When he heard the question, he immediately changed his fearful expression and told the story in detail. He even remembered many of the details very clearly. Sometimes, he could even give a different source.
"If I told this story in the past, people would think that I was a pervert," the young man seemed to have noticed his own excitement. He lowered his head in embarrassment, "But there are many people who are interested in serial killers, so this isn't a big deal. I also heard that many admirers of serial killers kept communicating with them after they were arrested. Some of them even married them while they were in prison..."
Lin Sanjiu had heard about this before.
"Hey, it's getting dark outside," the younger brother looked out of the window and suddenly called out softly.
When the others saw that, they couldn't help but be stunned. Time passed faster in the game than in reality. The young man had only talked about the case once, but the sky outside the window had already turned from morning to night. Under the dim light of the gas lamps, prostitutes, hooligans, and drunkards gradually appeared one after another. Women of all ages and appearances stood in groups by the street, shivering in the cold night as they waited for the arrival of their customers.
"If you want to find the murderer, you can go ahead," the elder brother smiled at the young man and pointed at the shadows hidden under the street lamps outside the window. "Both of us can accompany you —"
Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door. The others looked at each other. Lin Sanjiu was the closest to the door, so she stood up and opened it. When the door opened, the woman outside was stunned.
"Carol? Didn't Mr. Dalton ask me to come over? " She wiped her red lips, and her face was painted white, but it couldn't hide her sagging skin and tired wrinkles. She raised her voice, her high-pitched voice hurting Lin Sanjiu's ears, "Why are you here? Did you steal my business? "
Her loud voice caused the neighbor's door to open a crack. An elderly man poked his head out and teased her, "Annie, Mr. Dalton is so much younger than you, so I'm afraid he isn't interested in you. Why don't you come over to my place — "
"Pfft! You need to be rich first!" The prostitute called Annie spat, and a mouthful of white phlegm brushed past the tip of Lin Sanjiu's shoe.
"Dalton is the name of the brothers in the game." Lin Sanjiu was having a headache from all the bickering. Just when she was about to ask the brothers to send her away, she turned around and saw a pair of eyes that were glowing with excitement and nervousness.
"Annie?" the young man repeated with a trembling voice, "Annie Chapman?"
The old prostitute turned her head and looked puzzled, "What do you want?"
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