On September 27, the Central News Agency received a letter.
This letter was written in red ink and stamped with fingerprints.
The letter began with dearboss, and the content could basically be summarized as "I killed those prostitutes, and all this It’s far from over.”
The words in the letter were joking and the attitude was arrogant.
The sender's message was very clear.
I will continue to do this until the police arrest me.
And at the end of this letter, there appeared the signature Jacktherier, which is of great significance in the entire history of human crime.
At one o'clock in the morning on September 30, the body of Elizabeth Stead was discovered by a coachman.
Unlike the previous victims, although the 44-year-old Swedish prostitute had her throat cut, she was not caesareaned and died instead.
Excessive blood loss from the left cervical artery.
Just as a large number of police rushed to the scene of the incident, at about 1:45 a.m., the body of 46-year-old prostitute Kathleen Eddowes was found lying in the Bishop's Square.
In addition to having her throat cut and her intestines thrown out to her right breast, part of her uterus and kidneys were also taken away.
The shocking thing is that a police officer on patrol passed by here at half past one.
He could swear to God that there was nothing unusual here at that time.
In other words, in those short fifteen minutes, the murderer neatly completed this heinous murder and cut up the body.
This night seemed destined to be a sleepless night.
At three o'clock in the morning, a police officer searching for a suspicious suspect found some blood-stained clothing near Goston Street.
It was later identified as Katharine Eddowes wearing an apron. part.
On the high wall near where the clothes fell, a line of chalk written by the suspected murderer was found: "The Jews are not a nation willing to be resented."
Inspector General Thomas Arnold ordered the phrase to be wiped off immediately upon arriving at the scene, fearing that the graffiti would be seen by passers-by after daylight and stir up anti-Semitic sentiment.
Mr.
Cat’s evaluation of this guy afterwards was: “He could have killed him with a piece of tofu or hanged himself with a few fans.
This is the only evidence that can be used to compare the handwriting on the murderer’s letter.”
On October 1, the next day, the Central News Agency received another postcard, the content of which was also written in red ink.
The letter writer calls himself "Naughty Jack" and mentions that he plans to "do two more things the next day."
According to the date when the postcard was sent, the "two things" he is talking about are undoubtedly in the early morning of September 30.
Murder.
On October 15, a letter sent to the Whitechapel Vigilance Committee once again attracted everyone's attention.
The letter contained half a kidney and was written in black ink.
The writer claimed to be "from hell" and said the kidney came from "a certain woman", Kathleen Eddowes, whose organ was removed.
He also claimed that the other half had been fried and eaten by him.
Unlike the previous two letters, this one does not have any signature.
When things have developed to this point, the city of London has completely exploded, and the name of Jack the Ripper has become synonymous with bloodthirsty killers.
He was the first killer to create a frenzy of global media reporting on murders.
In the past few years when the newspaper industry was booming, for some tabloids, the emergence of Brother Jack was as important as the stamp duty reform.
At least the circulation was won't lie Never before has a killer been so famous.
People don't even know whether he is male or female, old or young, human or ghost.
They only know that a terrifying legend has been born, and everyone is a witness.
And the facts have also proved that in the next many years, Jack's shadow will shroud almost all serial killers, because he taught the whole world a lesson.
If there is "textbook acting" in the world, then he is here "Textbook serial murder" was taught on the European stage at the end of the nineteenth century.
On October 22, the thick fog still persisted, but the rain stopped.
A man in a black trench coat came to Master Mao's office and knocked on the door.
"Please come in."
Mr.
Cat's voice sounded listless.
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The man who walked in was very strange.
He was a young man who was born very beautiful.
Yes, it was "beautiful".
According to our Chinese terminology, it may be better to understand the appearance of a pretty boy.
"Please allow me to introduce myself, my name is Monte Douglas, yes" "He is a young and wealthy man."
Master Mao continued directly following his words without looking at him at all.
Douglas felt a little strange: "Sir, we have met before."
Mr.
Cat was too lazy to answer his question and said to himself: "I am Logan, a detective, and he is my assistant Mr.
Atkinson.
You can leave your case to him with full authority.
I think you will get it soon."
A satisfactory result.”
Wang Xu on the side yawned and looked very impatient: "Tell me quickly, Brother Douglas, what do you need help with?"
Douglas really didn't expect that there would be such an open business, with such an independent attitude, but after thinking about it for a while, he still said: "Well, that's right, I hope to investigate the identity of a certain lady.
She is a friend of mine.
Although I think this kind of secret investigation is a bit impolite, but as you said, I come from a noble family, and if I make friends carelessly, it may bring about unexpected negative consequences."
Mr.
Cat still didn't look here, but his attitude was as rough as before: "Okay, let's stop your nonsense.
The person in front of you is a detective, not those bad old men in the church who can only memorize the Bible.
Let me Guess the truth?
You fell in love with a girl from a certain family, but it was just a casual relationship or A casual acquaintance, or even worse, your pursuit was ruthlessly rejected.
In short, you have stumbled on the road to love, so you want to know the other person better and find out if there is any other breakthrough.
According to As we say in China, this is called knowing yourself and your enemy and you will never be in danger.
Then you come here with a hot head.
Of course, people in love have no rational mind.
Then, you want to make up some nonsense and ask us to go out and take care of things for you.
I have said it all this time.
That’s right”
Douglas's expression instantly became frightened and angry: "How on earth did you know who you are and who sent you to spy on me?"
Wang Xu picked up a cup of tea: "Calm down, young man, stay calm."
He said this while drinking the tea himself.
Mr.
Cat continued: "You don't have to put on that expression.
I rely on reasoning.
The people who eat the detective's rice bowl are much more powerful than you think.
In short, don't play any tricks in front of us.
If you are asked to tell the truth, Mr.
Atkinson will do whatever it takes, no matter what."
"I me" Douglas was speechless for a moment.
Wang Xu sighed: "Hey, he is in trouble because of a certain case, so he is quite irritable.
You'd better not offend him.
If you have something to say, tell me, but tell the truth, otherwise that guy will take the opportunity to find trouble to vent again." ” Although Douglas was a little angry, he felt that the abilities of the two guys in front of him were absolutely worthy of recognition.
For the sake of the woman he loved, he had to endure it: "Well, the thing is like this.
About half a month ago, I arrived I was a guest at the house of Mrs.
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Edith Baxter, who had been my nurse and a good friend of my mother's, who was like an aunt to me.
I was doing some errands near Paddington station, and her home was very close to there. , so I stopped by to visit her.
Her husband died young and her daughter is ten years old this year, but she lives a relatively prosperous life.
Every time I go to visit them, I am very relieved to see that Mrs.
Baxter and little Sally are still healthy.
But that time, I met another person.
She was little Sally’s governess, and she stayed at Mrs.
Baxter’s house.
I remember that when I visited them in early July, I had never seen such a beautiful teacher. .
She was so beautiful.
I thought such a beauty would only appear in dreams, but that day she appeared in front of me so alive.
Her sweet voice and graceful figure could conquer anyone.
Man I think her suitors could line up as far as Northern Ireland."
Wang Xuxu stared as if Douglas's sensational speech was meaningless.
He took out the paper and pen from the drawer and threw them on the table.
He didn't even put down the tea cup with his other hand: "Okay, keep these words to yourself."
Take your time and enjoy it.
I only need your name and address.
After writing them down, I will help you check her out.
I can help you find out everything from cosmetics to toilet paper brands, and list everything from mate selection to allergies.
Documents.”
At this moment, Douglas not only did not think that Wang Xu's words were vulgar, he actually thought that being able to say such explicit words was a reliable performance.
He picked up his pen and wrote down a series of addresses, and finally wrote another address with a very pious expression.
A young beauty's name was written in a blank space.
Mr.
Cat finally glanced here from the corner of his eyes, and then the corners of his mouth almost cracked to the base of his ears.
Wang Xu's eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw the piece of paper being placed in front of him.
He spit all the tea into Brother Douglas's face and choked himself half to death.
The name on the paper was Eleanor.
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