When Lin Sanjiu recognized the shape of the hat, she lunged forward and fell into a puddle of water. Water splashed everywhere. Lin Sanjiu twisted her body, but she still felt a burning pain on her back. It was obvious that she had been cut by something. Before she could turn her head, Lin Sanjiu kicked the person behind her. When the person took two steps back, Lin Sanjiu pushed herself up from the ground.
At the end of the alley, where the light did not reach, stood a dark figure.
The person retreated into the shadows. He was wearing a hat, so Lin Sanjiu couldn't see his face clearly. However, when he swung his sword, he realized that he couldn't hit the woman. He seemed to be shocked. Then, the person panted, turned around, and dashed into the darkness behind him. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.
Just when Lin Sanjiu was about to give chase, she stopped abruptly. The alley in front of her was so dark that she couldn't see anything.
She had lost all of her abilities, and the person had a long sword...
Panting, Lin Sanjiu touched the wound on her back. Luckily, she reacted quickly, so she only got a cut on her clothes and a layer of her skin. Even though the wound wasn't serious, it still stung and bled. Lin Sanjiu could feel the blood on her hand.
Looking at the dark alley, Lin Sanjiu hesitated. She didn't know what happened to the young man. The person she saw was tall and burly, so he couldn't be a posthuman. She wanted to call out to him, but she suddenly remembered that she had never asked for his name. She didn't even know how to call him.
She listened for a moment, but the alley was silent. There were no sounds of people or cries of pain. On the contrary, more and more people gathered on the road behind her. Lin Sanjiu thought for a while and turned around. Under the dim light of the street lamps, she followed the crowd to the place where the commotion occurred.
The drizzle floated down in the yellow light, and the wet road glowed with light. People formed a circle and surrounded the end of the road. Even the carriages were pushed askew. Like a swarm of frightened bees, the crowd whispered to each other and pushed each other. From time to time, a pale-faced person would fall to the ground.
Relying on her strength, Lin Sanjiu ignored the complaints and protests of the people around her. She pushed the people who blocked her way to the side and squeezed into the front row.
The police were still on their way, so there was no one to maintain order. But everyone unknowingly kept a large distance from the dead man on the ground, as if they were all shocked by this tragic way of death. "Quick, someone has fainted", "Don't let the women come over and see" and other similar whispers filled the sound of the rain.
In the half-dark of the night, at first glance, it was just a bloody human figure, as if someone had thrown a few ropes on its body. However, when Lin Sanjiu walked a few steps closer and took a closer look, she finally saw it clearly.
The corpse, which was wrapped in rags, was cut open from the throat all the way to the lower abdomen. Fortunately, the viscera had not been crushed into a bloody pulp, and it glistened under the night light. The other organs were dug out and thrown on the rain-soaked ground. From the information provided by the young man, Lin Sanjiu knew that those were the uterus and kidneys of the deceased.
The corpse's dress was gone. Her legs were wide open, and the flesh between her thighs was exposed. Someone had dug out a large bloody hole. As for the few "ropes", they were just the bloody intestines that were pulled out from her abdomen. They were so long that they seemed to stretch endlessly, and they wrapped around the corpse's body.
Even though Lin Sanjiu had seen her fair share of gruesome scenes, she still couldn't help feeling nauseous. She swallowed the bile in her throat. Before she turned around and walked out of the crowd, she took one last glance and was stunned.
"That corpse isn't Annie Chapman.
Did Annie run away? "
Lin Sanjiu's mind was filled with confusion. She quickly squeezed through the crowd and retreated. Just when she was about to go back to the dark alley, she saw two familiar, blank faces. They were the Potato brothers.
"What's wrong?" the elder brother asked immediately when he saw Lin Sanjiu. "What happened in front?"
"A prostitute died. It should be the work of that killer."
The brothers blinked their eyes blankly. Their faces were blank as if they didn't understand what Lin Sanjiu said.
Lin Sanjiu sighed. She didn't want to talk to them, so she asked, "Did you see that young man?"
"Yeah, we saw him," the younger brother answered, his eyes fixed on Lin Sanjiu. "We heard the commotion just now, so we came over and bumped into him. He seemed to be looking for you."
After Lin Sanjiu asked for directions, she hurried over, but she didn't see the young man. She wanted to turn around to ask the Potato brothers, but they were nowhere to be seen. By then, more and more people had gathered on the road. The police had finally arrived. Whistles and the sound of carriages could be heard in the rain. It was chaotic everywhere. Lin Sanjiu searched for a while, but she couldn't find anyone. So, she decided to head back to the Dalton brothers' residence.
She didn't feel much when she chased after Annie Chapman, but when she walked back, the road seemed longer and longer. When she finally arrived at the door of the apartment and was about to push the door open, she suddenly heard a voice beside her. "Hey!"
Lin Sanjiu turned her head and saw that it was the coachman from the neighboring house. His shiny round head was covered with a few sparse strands of curly hair. His round head was dark red, and he reeked of alcohol.
"Carlo, why are you sneaking back here?" After his roar, he chuckled again. "Did you come back to steal things because you knew that Mr. Dalton had just left?"
Only then did Lin Sanjiu remember that she was a prostitute here.
The coachman seemed to be very concerned about the financial situation of the Daltons. He asked Lin Sanjiu if she had received the money while he peeked into the house. When he told Lin Sanjiu that his wife was also in the prostitution business and hoped that she could introduce him to her, Lin Sanjiu finally couldn't hold herself back anymore. She stepped into the door and shut his voice behind her with a loud bang.
There were no candles in the living room. It was so dark that Lin Sanjiu couldn't even see her own fingers. Lin Sanjiu searched for the candles and opened the drawer to find some matches. She lit them one by one.
As soon as the flames lit up, she looked around the house. When she saw that nothing was out of place, she relaxed a little. She had had enough of the darkness.
She walked to the couch and threw herself into it. Then, she let out a long sigh.
The sound of rain outside the window, the occasional popping of a candle wick, the faint sound of human voices, the damp, musty smell, and the smell of horse urine stirred up by the rain … Lin Sanjiu didn't know how long she had been sitting on the couch. In this definitely not comfortable environment, she quietly felt the exhaustion coursing through her veins.
The person who attacked her tonight was most likely Jack the Ripper. Annie was supposed to be the third victim. Perhaps because of their interference, the third victim had changed. He had killed a total of five people in history, and now, the number of victims had accumulated to three. It seemed that this murder trial game was coming to an end soon.
Judging from the size of the bodies, none of the posthumans could be Jack the Ripper. Since the person beside her wasn't a killer, there was nothing for her to worry about. As for catching the killer, since it wasn't necessary to end the game, she naturally wasn't that interested. "Let that young man worry about it!"
After making up her mind, Lin Sanjiu leaned back on the couch. She felt that she finally had a chance to relax after a few days. She rested for a while. Perhaps it was because she had relaxed, she felt a little hungry. When she was in the mountain village, she and her grand prize had eaten in all sorts of ways, so they had developed an appetite. She wasn't used to not having a single grain of rice after such a long time.
With that thought in mind, she looked around and saw the black bread that the young man had bought. It was wrapped in a piece of brown paper and was left on the table. He had eaten half of the bread and left the other one untouched. When Lin Sanjiu reached for it, she bent over and took out the copper coin from her pocket. It clanked as it rolled under the couch.
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