White Church Under Red Fog

Chapter 11

From this, we know that these two police officers have not made any progress in this matter.

It's normal to think about it.

The Victorian era's means of handling cases were not very rich. They relied more on the police's brains to connect some matters and reason to investigate. But now all the clues cannot be said to be zero, and there is not much difference. Anyway, she herself did not get any clues from Anne, and there were too many things in Colette's house-not so precious, but messy enough. She has not turned over all these things in a short time, and can't draw too many conclusions.

"Well, I can't say that we will not find the murderer in the end, but we really have no clue so far." Derek listened to Mia's words, felt her low mood, and said a little uncomfortably.

The difficulty of this case is comparable to Jack the Ripper. It is completely incoherent. That is, the incident happened indoors and not many people saw the body. Otherwise, it would have been in the newspaper like Jack the Ripper's victims!

Even without the photo, the story of the owner of Colette's herbal medicine shop being disemboweled was still reported by reporters, and various speculations were made, so that the police station now receives letters from the public every day. Many people speculated whether the person who killed Arthur Colette was Jack the Ripper, but his target of crime changed from prostitutes to men. Maybe Arthur Colette was the first victim.

Before Mia knew it, various reasons for the victim Arthur Colette's death had been speculated. At the same time, many herbal medicine shop owners were terrified and began to worry that the next target would be themselves. They didn't dare to walk alone at night!

However, Derek didn't have the heart to tell this poor little girl about this. She was already unlucky enough. Besides, these were just throwing stones at her who was already in grief. He really couldn't do such a thing.

Well, thanks to the fact that this police officer retired not long ago, he was so frank. If it was Sheriff Reed, she wouldn't get the news she wanted so smoothly.

Mia lowered her eyes, "Is that so?"

"I'm sorry, but I think you should know the truth." Derek didn't want to hit the girl like this, but the fact was that without any clues, how could he find the murderer?

Just grab someone from the street?

It can only be said that having a good-looking face is still useful. Even if half of this face is destroyed, the undestroyed half will still make Mia gain high sympathy from others, and then be somewhat tolerant of her - as long as she doesn't use the severely injured half of her face to remind people that she is a disfigured person and shock them.

At least now she has no such interest, "Anyway, thank you very much for your efforts. Thank you, Officer Derek."

Mia smiled at Derek and said sincerely.

It's better to meet such a policeman who is willing to be loyal to his duties than to meet a policeman who fools people directly. Moreover, in this situation, unless Arthur Colette is resurrected, it is really difficult to find clues. After all, neither Anne nor Marina has any impression of this in their memory, and there is no big data support. How to find it?

It is estimated that it will become an unsolved case in the end.

Derrick: "..."

Facing the gentle and tolerant child, he suddenly felt a little ashamed. The child might be in danger, but it is really not easy to be considerate of others.

"Then goodbye, Officer Derek." Walking to the door of the police station, Mia said goodbye to Derek sideways, nodded and left here.

Step by step, step by step! You can't discuss money and power transactions with others shortly after meeting them, right?

After leaving the police station, Mia walked slowly on the street and bought a newspaper from a newsboy.

It's annoying to read old newspapers at home every day. She needs to take in some new information. The newspapers she bought when she went to the grocery store before could not meet her demand for information, and she needed more sources of information.

In addition, she needed some other books about chemical reactions.

Colette Herbal Medicine Store is a very traditional herbal medicine store. Most of the things sold are processed herbal products, and the customer base is also very fixed.

But Mia knows very well that this kind of simple herbal medicine store will not exist for too long, or that the survival space of a pure herbal medicine store is not large. It needs some other products to enrich its store and attract more customers to operate better. The best way is to transform this herbal medicine store into a pharmacy, expand the business varieties, make more money, and then find an opportunity to move out of Whitechapel.

The current Whitechapel is not the new district gathering place that young people will be keen on in the future. Not to mention a hundred years, the changes in fifty years are also great!

The Whitechapel of this era is a perfect interpretation of what a hotbed of crime is, with too many dangers and uncertainties. If the wealthy areas of London still retain a little bit of decency, at least they do a good job of maintaining their appearance, then Whitechapel is too lazy to even maintain its appearance, and it does not look decent at all. The government budget is limited, and it is spent elsewhere, and it gets less here. Various problems have made Whitechapel a place where rich people seek pleasure and despise it. Together with criminals and severely insufficient police force, the crime rate here has steadily increased.

If there is any other choice, London residents will not choose to live in the Whitechapel area. There are the most terrible criminals and the most chaotic living environment here, which is the enemy of a peaceful and tranquil life.

Mia is the same.

She is not interested in becoming the savior of London's law and order during the Victorian period. She just wants to live a quiet life, not facing the gangsters who are looking for trouble every day, and she does not want to face crimes that may happen at any time.

After all, it is really annoying to get up in the middle of the night and throw a guillotine at the thief climbing the wall. She has experienced it once and does not want to experience it again. Although there is nothing to steal in the herbal medicine store, and there are not many valuable things, but no matter how small the mosquito meat is, it is still meat. Do you believe that those thieves can steal the herbal medicine store and leave it empty?

"I have such a hard time!" Mia sighed, put a book "Basics of Chemistry" on the counter, and paid the bill.

When will this miserable day end?

Carrying books and newspapers, Mia returned home. It was just dark and it was time to light candles.

After letting Perry get off work, she went to see Anne and Arthur who were already asleep, washed her face and hands to solve the hygiene problem, and Mia brought herself a glass of milk and returned to the room, preparing to do some pre-sleep exercise to stretch her muscles and make her body recover better.

As a result, she was only halfway through the exercise, and she didn't even drink the milk before bed, when she heard the movement outside again.

"Is it over?" Mia was so angry that she forgot to separate her crossed legs and stood up. She almost fell down and opened the door angrily.

These damn thieves, didn't they get enough lessons last night?

But the people who came here tonight were a little strange.

In the dark night, Mia leaned against the door and looked at the yard in the moonlight. She didn't see anyone breaking in. It seemed that the sound she heard before was just an illusion, and there was no uninvited guest at all.

But she was sure that she couldn't have heard it wrong.

If she was awakened from her sleep, it would be possible, but she was awake all the time, and she had the pain bonus. At this time, her five senses were very sharp, and it was impossible for such a mistake to happen.

What's going on now?

Mia quietly put down the guillotine with a rolled blade in her hand, and another sharper knife appeared in her hand. She slowly walked into the yard, and then gently slashed in the direction of the wind.

"Puff--" the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard. As the clouds that blocked the moon dispersed, she saw a tall man falling to the ground, twitching all over and covering his throat, trying to cover the blood that was constantly coming out.

"Who are you?" Mia frowned at the man. He had a big beard, but his eyes were brown instead of blue, which did not match the eyes of the man who killed Arthur in her mind.

Who else would want to kill him?

Walking to the man's side and squatting down, Mia put the knife in her hand against his chest, "Tell me and I'll let you die happily."

"Huh...Huh..." The bearded man widened his eyes, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't, so he could only keep making gasps.

"Don't play dumb, I know you can talk, and I know what the result will be if I do it myself." Mia sneered at him, and used a little force on the knife in her hand to pierce the hard coat the man was wearing, and got a horrified look.

But unfortunately, the other party seemed to have made up his mind not to speak and still insisted on keeping silent.

Looking at him like this, Mia was too lazy to say anything to continue to induce him to speak, and just asked her own questions.

"Are you related to the person who killed Arthur?"

"Are you here to steal something?"

"Ennis and Wright sent you?"

"What do they want you to do? Robbery or murder?"

Since he is unwilling to talk, there is no need to say anything.

Mia, who asked several questions in a row, looked into the man's eyes and got the answer she wanted. She stabbed him in the heart and ended his life.

Very good, she didn't expect that the person who killed Arthur didn't show up, but Arthur's cowardly brothers actually wanted to make trouble after being taught a lesson. Should we say that these two people are really brave enough?

Mia dragged the tall man into the house and closed the door.