Doomsday Wonderland

The rain outside the window is still pattering, and this night seems to never go.

The candlelight shook in the rain, and the room was quiet and dark.

Lin Sanjiu sat on the ground, and the tip of her finger couldn’t help but tremble slightly; she took the embers and stared straight at the woman in front of her – the short table was knocked over by her frightened, shouting a few After the sound, still not answered, she pulled the sofa away, and finally revealed the owner of the white face underneath.

Anne Chapman still painted a thick face with a thick red powder, her mouth slightly open, her eyes making her deep eye sockets as if she were going out.

She looks no different from before, only a blue-violet bruise on her neck; the bruises are scattered and must be carefully identified to make it clear that this is a two-handed print. The corner of the skirt was wet by the rain and it didn't dry out. The shoe lost one - Anne's dry, wrinkled bare feet were exposed, and the toes were mud.

Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but take a breath and turned his gaze - when he turned back, Anne's face, which had been frozen, still stared at her on the floor.

When did Annie die? How could the corpse run to the Dalton brothers' home?

She stared at the female body on the ground, and for a time her mind became a roll of numbness; just when she didn't know how to do it well, she only heard the door lock "咔哒" ringing, and someone pushed the door open.

"It turns out that you are back," the young man said with a sullen face. As he walked in, he looked up again and his eyes fell on the female body. His face changed awkwardly, and he slammed back two steps. When he slammed, he knocked down the coat rack next to the door. The young man trembled and pointed at the female body on the ground and asked, "This... how is this? thing?"

"Not that I killed!" Lin Sanjiu said anxiously, "I will be under the sofa as soon as I come back."

"Sand, under the sofa?"

A young man. At this moment, his face suddenly floated like a winter mist, as if the four words were a great puzzle for him.

"Yes," Lin San wine stared at him. "In this place, only four of us can come in -"

"Not what I did!" The young man suddenly became annoyed and shouted loudly - and he was shocked by Lin San. The anger that he had just entered was gradually coming back. The blue ribs jumped on the forehead: "How can I waste time doing this kind of thing - I - I -"

His eccentric look was quickly answered. The young man slammed the coat rack on the ground and said with hatred in a resounding voice: "I don't think I missed the Jack the Ripper!"

It turned out that Lin Sanjiu suddenly understood.

The place where the dead body was found was not far from the lane where they followed Anne. If he did not go after the pursuit of Anne, I am afraid that I met Jack the Ripper with Lin San. For this young man, I am afraid that there will be no more things than this. Now, four people have died in the blink of an eye, and there is not much time left for him.

The young man snorted a few words in low and angry, and glanced at Anne from the ground from time to time; after a while, he finally forced himself to calm down and began to mutter with ambiguity.

"There are a few carriages next to the dead body," I don't know if he said it to himself, or to Lin Sanjiu: "Yes, this is right... Before I came in, I always thought that Jack the Ripper was a The coachman. The corpse found on the road seems to have been dead for a while, not killed tonight. This is exactly the same as my previous guess - he killed someone and put it in the carriage, neither will it be Found that it is also convenient for him to transfer the body. What's more, the coachman is generally strong and the head is big..."

Without waiting for Lin Sanjiu to talk, he grabbed the raincoat on the ground and turned and went out.

"Where are you going?" Lin Sanshui was busy picking up and shouting at him.

However, the young people did not return, and even one sentence did not respond. They only strode forward in a big stride. Lin Sanjiu was about to chase, but he saw the potato brothers in front of them pushing the door at this time. Hastily approached.

The two sides slammed each other and somehow stopped. The rain was big, and the ones poured on the body, pouring people to open their eyes; the younger brother wiped a face, and then they stared at the two men and asked: "...What are you standing outside?"

"Nothing," the young man said with a dull voice, and they should walk away from them.

"Are you going to chase the murderer?" my brother asked suddenly.

"Ok."

"You are too late to go now," the younger brother added. "He just caught another prostitute, but the woman’s cry for help was heard, so Jack, who opened the pickpocket, threw the man and ran away-"

Lin Sanjiu stunned, and suddenly realized that Jack the Ripper had not killed her, and naturally changed to the next goal; she approached and looked up, only to see the young man look blue, obviously not I thought that I actually passed the Jack the Ripper again - "And the woman is dead," the younger brother looked at his face and continued: "The murderer killed her before the run, probably Don't want people to know what they look like."

That is to say, there are now five dead people!

As soon as this thought floated, Lin San wine couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She has been confused by this game for a long time, just want to get out early; but at this time, she only relaxes, but she is the only one of her brothers who screamed "***". As for the young man, it is natural not to mention it.

"Let's wait for the game to end now," the younger brother sighed and walked to the room, and he was somewhat reluctant: "It's really... this killer is really fast, inexplicable."

Annie’s body is in the room -

This sentence just rushed to the mouth, was swallowed back by Lin San wine, then suddenly a cold war, thought of one thing; she rushed up a few steps, stopped in front of her brother.

"Anyone who killed Annie and hid her in the house, is that you?"

In the rainy night, everything was vague, and the dark shadow of the younger brother stood upright in front of her, without any sound. The young man was taken aback and suddenly turned around.

"What are you talking about?" My brother was impatient.

"If you didn't know that Anne was dead, why would you just wait for the game to end?" Lin Sanjiu didn't know if he was too sensitive, but only one of them could be Anne. The corpse is in the house: "- For you, this time, only four talents should be killed!"

The brothers were silent, and only the rain rang, hitting this dirty and messy small courtyard. After a long while, the younger brother suddenly said: "Four people, isn't it faster? I said that waiting for the end is normal."

Lin Sanjiu had a glimpse of it, but she felt that this was reasonable, but she felt that there was something wrong with it; just as she frowned and tried to sort out the clues in her mind, she only listened to the door of the other side at this time. Was pushed away, the round head that had been talking to her before, smiled and greeted the two brothers: "Gentlemen! What are you doing in the rain, why not come to my house?"

He is obviously still pulling his own wife for his wife.

Lin Sanjiu glanced at him - just in the blink of an eye, she suddenly understood what was wrong.

After discovering the body, she touched the potato brothers; after that, she spent about half an hour looking for someone and returning. After returning, she met the round head at the door. The latter mentioned "Mr. Dalton just left." At that time, she only subconsciously thought that the other side pointed out that half an hour ago, the potato brothers left the cheap rented house. Then use the word "just walk" to describe, there is nothing wrong with it.

But she almost forgot: in the game, the whole night is only four hours.

In the four hours of the night, people who have been away for half an hour are at least equivalent to one and a half hours in real life. In any case, can't they be "just walked"?

"You have hidden the body, and when he left, he was heard." Although this is only a speculation, Lin Sanjiu said to the two brothers, low and unquestionable.

She deliberately swindled them, but did not expect the brothers to take a step back and sighed: "...Yes, the niece is indeed under our sofa."

Lin San was shocked and couldn’t respond. He only listened to them and said, "But people are not killing us!"

"Not that you killed, then why are you struggling to hide her in the house? Do you know the murderer?"

The brothers suddenly silenced, as if they whispered a "no understanding", but they did not say anything.

The round-headed coachman stood at his doorstep and couldn't hear their conversation. He just saw that the brothers were stopped by "Carol" and couldn't help but also anxious; he grabbed a few old newspapers from the house. On the head, rushing into the yard, I was very enthusiastic to pull the brother's sleeves: "The two of them should come to my house to sit down! I just bought some refreshments, one to eat -"

Lin Sanjiu was impatiently turned over and let the driver who was so enthusiastic, still staring at the brothers; he did not close the door when he ran out, so the door was wide open and revealed from the house. The light of the light bulb - as a driver, actually placed such a advanced object at home, presumably for the convenience of his wife's guests.

The two brothers looked at each other and looked at Lin Sanjiu at the same time. Probably to get rid of her problems, the two of them tacitly nodded and rushed to the driver and said: "Okay, go in!"

When the coachman was happy, he turned around and saw that Lin Sanjiu seemed to have the meaning of blocking. He raised two eyebrows and drank a sentence, "Come on, go elsewhere today!", while actively blocking her - brothers and two early Grab this opportunity and walked to the neighbor's house; the coach's fat-blooded wife immediately ushered them into the room.

The driver’s attention has been fixed, and regardless of Lin San’s wine, he ran back and the newspaper went to the ground and closed the door.

Lin Sanjiu and the young man could not help but follow the past, but they stood outside the door and silently told each other what to say.

"Maybe they are not killing them," the young man said in a low voice. "...there is no reason to only admit the corpse and not to murder."

Lin San wine only stared at somewhere under the foot, no sound.

The young man said something again, she did not hear, because her whole heart was placed in the newspaper under her feet.

The headline of the headline news, in the old grammar of the past, reads "The second victim appears near the White Church", and there is a row of small words below: "The 50-year-old tailor is poisoned."