I'm really not an old sword

"What's next?"

On the way back, as he walked through a dark alley, Altria, who had been hiding, appeared beside him.

She was wearing a white sleeveless jacket on her upper body, and a beige coat with sleeves that just reached above her thighs on the outside.

The unbuttoned coat was slightly open and propped up to a very high arc, which attracted the envious glances of women from time to time. The lower body was wearing beige breeches and black boots, and she looked as heroic as a countess.

Brunhilde and Mordred were baptized by the black mud and could not transform into spirits, so it was Altria who protected him.

Altria frowned and said, "Why do I feel like there's something wrong with them?"

"There is indeed a problem."

Recalling what happened after waking up in the morning, Lin Qingsu nodded in agreement.

"I appeared next to the corpse last night, but I was found by Mordred right after I appeared. We fought for a long time. After he left, I confirmed that there was no one around. So, under normal circumstances, even if there were witnesses, it is impossible that I was the only one seen."

"But when I brought them to Mordred this morning, they didn't recognize him. This means the witnesses didn't see Mordred."

"Of course, this can only be attributed to my personal anger and humiliation at being wrongly accused. It's also entirely possible that I was just unlucky and happened to be seen at that time without me noticing."

"But what puzzles me more is how they were able to find me so quickly when I was clearly an illegal resident."

Lin Qingsu spread her hands and smiled: "It's like they know where I am."

During this era, Britain was the world's leading power and maritime hegemon, known as the world's factory at the time. It was also the world's first country to undergo an industrial revolution and industrialization. It was during the country's most prosperous period that countless people smuggled in to try to make a fortune.

In normal history, the East End of London, where the Jack the Ripper murder took place, was a major gathering place for immigrants from various countries.

With a population of nearly six million and hundreds of thousands of illegal foreigners, they actually found him in the early morning of the next day. Lin Qingsu was really surprised by the efficiency of the London police. You know, since he came here at midnight yesterday, the only foreigner he met was the landlady.

"A trap?"

"I don't know, maybe we're overthinking it."

"After all, this Ripper case is much more serious than the one in history. Many noble ladies were killed, and the impact is so terrible. The police might find the bodies after I left and then immediately find witnesses, follow the clues all the way and find me in the morning."

Lin Qingsu said casually, shrugging his shoulders: "Wait, no matter what, don't clash with local forces when the situation is unclear. The enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light. Let them make the first move, and we will just take it."

Altria nodded, not dwelling on it too much.

The Holy Grail War mainly relies on the confrontation between Servants.

As for these little tricks, they are nothing more than the dying struggle of the weak. No matter how many times they are used, in the end, we still have to return to the essence of the Holy Grail War. Can they really use these low-level means to kill the Heroic Spirits or Masters? In the end, they still have to fight head-on.

Although she was badly bullied by Lin Qingsu in the last Holy Grail War, she still wanted to speak out.

She, Altria, is definitely not weaker than anyone else!

"By the way, where were you last night?"

"I am home."

Lin Qingsu replied subconsciously and gave her a strange look.

"Why don't you just imitate their speech..."

Before she could finish her words, Lin Qingsu's heart skipped a beat when she saw Altria's expression suddenly become a smile.

It was discovered!

"It was mainly because Misaya was in a bad mood last night..."

Artoria interrupted his feeble explanation like a queen giving orders to her knights.

"Come to my room tonight."

Lin Qingsu's mouth twitched. She wanted to refute but didn't know what to say. In the end, she could only sigh helplessly.

"As ordered."

......

After returning to Baker Street, Lin Qingsu discovered some changes.

A number of plainclothes police officers appeared outside Baker Street.

They either wandered around the street corners or temporarily found a house within sight of his residence to observe him. There were even two police officers who openly stood at the door to prevent him from leaving, claiming he was still a suspect.

"What are they going to do?"

"That's what a Holy Grail War without local support is like."

After some discussion, they decided not to engage in direct conflict with the natives. There was no need for them to go out since they had enough manpower.

The first day was normal and Lin Qingsu stayed at home obediently.

At night, Weber and Gray took Altria and Nizi to look for Jack the Ripper or other servants, while Brunhilde and others stayed behind to protect Lin Qingsu, who was restricted from going out.

But problems soon arose.

......

「1888年，11月13日，AM：7：13」

Victor is an editor at the Central News Agency.

He got up at dawn, ate the breakfast made by his wife and left home.

"Good morning, Mr. Victor."

"Good morning, Roy."

There was a carriage parked at the door, and the driver was a young man named Roy, who was his regular driver for work every day.

"Did anything happen yesterday?"

Victor asked as he looked at the newspapers from other newspapers.

Finding a fixed coachman to pull the carriage not only saves time, but as an editor, Roy also values the other party's smooth character - he can learn a lot of new things from the other party every day. Although most of them cannot be published in the newspaper, it is enough to come across a useful piece of news occasionally.

Roy was also happy about this. Having a stable boss not only meant he could earn more money, but if he happened to find something useful, he could also make extra money. Roy had several younger brothers and sisters to support at home, so he worked extra hard.

"As for the matter, there is one."

Roy thought about the news that could be published in the newspapers and said, "The other day the gentlemen at Scotland Yard heard that the suspect in the Ripper case had been caught."

"I heard about it."

Victor sighed: "Maybe he's just unlucky again."

The Jack the Ripper case was the biggest case in the history of London and even Britain, causing Scotland Yard a lot of headaches.

Newspapers are also happy to report such information, but to be honest, they are no longer interested in catching the suspects. Since the first victim appeared more than three months ago, Scotland Yard has arrested hundreds of suspects, but the murderer is still at large and people continue to die.

"This time is different." Roy said quickly: "You know Sir York, right?"

"That guy." Victor frowned and quickly thought of this person. He felt a little envious and a little amused: "What did that guy do?"

The envy was because York was favored by Queen Victoria at a young age, and it was said that the Queen intended to marry her granddaughter to him.

It's funny because he is very unlucky. A few days ago, the previous director of Scotland Yard was dismissed because the Jack the Ripper case had not been solved. No one would have thought that this lucky guy who was envied by other men and could enter and leave Buckingham Palace freely would be so "unlucky" to become the new manager of Scotland Yard.

Scotland Yard is the nickname of the London Metropolitan Police.

It is responsible for policing and maintaining traffic in the entire Greater London area. It is located in the City of Westminster in London, about 200 yards from the House of Lords. It is the police agency in the Greater London area of the British capital. At the same time, the agency also undertakes important national tasks, such as coordinating and commanding anti-terrorism affairs, protecting royal family members and senior British government officials, etc.

Being the manager of such an institution is a lucrative job, but it also depends on the time.

For example, now, the Jack the Ripper case has caused a lot of uproar. Many high-ranking officials, noble ladies and ladies have been brutally murdered. Scotland Yard is under great pressure. There have even been many voices recently saying that the higher-ups think Scotland Yard is a bunch of freeloaders and they are planning to set up a new police agency to abolish it.

Of course, Victor knew that these were purely to appease public anger. The people were almost driven crazy in the past few months by Jack who killed people almost every day!

In just over three months, Scotland Yard had replaced three batches of officials because of Jack the Ripper. Sir York was the fourth batch. That guy's previous reputation was all due to his romantic affairs and seducing princesses. Such a guy seemed to be sent to take the blame.

“But it seems he really caught it!”

"what?"

Victor frowned and instinctively thought that he was crazy. Such a big thing would have been widely reported by Scotland Yard and the Royal Palace in major newspapers long ago. How could he hear it from the mouth of a coachman? He immediately lost interest in chatting with him.

However, the newspaper editor's instinct made him patiently ask, "What's going on?"

"That day, several witnesses saw an Oriental man appear at the crime scene. Sir York tracked him down overnight and caught him."

"I know." Victor nodded. "He was interrogated for a while and then released due to insufficient evidence."

He couldn't help laughing again. "I heard those guys at Scotland Yard complaining that Sir York was such a gentleman, being so polite to a suspect. Honestly, I was shocked to hear that. How could those guys not confess under torture?"

Roy also smiled.

"Confession under torture" is a joke, but it is also a fact. The incident happened about a month after the Jack the Ripper case.

At that time, Jack the Ripper killed 23 people in a row. Scotland Yard, either under pressure or because it felt that Jack the Ripper would not appear, actually found someone to claim that he had caught Jack the Ripper. At that time, the citizens of London were living under the shadow of Jack the Ripper and were in panic. After learning about this, they believed it without a doubt.

Scotland Yard was also extremely efficient in executing the other party in public under the supervision of the palace.

There was peace for three days, but on the second day after the execution, Jack the Ripper appeared again, killing two people that night. He also sent letters to Scotland Yard and their Central News Agency, attaching the victim's body parts and mocking Scotland Yard's "glorious deeds" in the letters.

That incident also led to the first large-scale personnel replacement at Scotland Yard. During that period, the reports of the replacements alone kept him and his colleagues from looking for news for several days.

Roy looked at the bustling street in the distance and felt his throat dry. He swallowed to moisten it and continued, "That being said, Mr. York sent some people to guard day and night. Guess what? Jack the Ripper never came out again. And look, the weather is so good these days, not even a bit of fog."

Only then did Victor realize that the fog in the sky was gone.

Following the murder, the weather in London seemed to become sad and strange, with foggy conditions for more than three months.

Victor, a high school graduate, had always believed that it was air pollution. However, when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that the fog had suddenly disappeared since the day the suspect named "Lin Qingsu" was arrested and placed under house arrest.

"That's true, but without evidence, we can't publish this in our Central News Agency." Victor sighed. "We're not those local tabloids. Witches don't exist anymore, and we don't allow them to exist."

"But, look."

Roy pulled the reins and the carriage slowed down.

Following Roy's finger, Victor saw that the street at the intersection that intersected with his route to work was crowded with people.

He recognized that street; it was Baker Street. In the past, when Mr. Holmes was around, their newspaper office would often go there to get some news. But in recent months, for some reason, Mr. Holmes was said to have gone on a trip to the United States and had not returned for a long time.

"Give me back my daughter's life!"

"Death penalty! Death penalty!"

"Easterners get out of London!"

Listening to the angry shouts of the crowd crammed into Baker Street, Victor suddenly understood what Roy wanted to say.

Although the presumption of innocence is presumed, and newspapers are not allowed to report unverified news, it seems that the public is happy to see it.

As long as sales are high enough, does authenticity matter?

......

‘Wow! ’

A stone wrapped with a piece of paper suddenly came crashing in.

Windows shattered.

The incessant cursing on the street since yesterday became clearer.

Lin Qingsu stood up and walked to the window. She picked up the piece of paper wrapped around the stone from the broken glass. When she opened it, she saw the word "death" painted all over it in red paint.

"It seems that many people are talking about me." Lin Qingsu said with a smile.

The people in the room were not as optimistic as he was.

Weber frowned and thought about it for several days, but he still didn't know how to solve the problem.

Little Angel Gray curled up in confusion.

The two Modreds were very unhappy. If Lin Qingsu and Altria hadn't asked them to stay still, they would have rushed out and killed all of them.

Brunhilde and Linglongguan Misayo had murderous intent on their faces.

One is a Valkyrie who kills people without mercy, and the other is a standard magician who doesn't care about human life at all. If they weren't worried about their men being scolded, they would really want to kill all those ants.

The only one with a blank expression was Artoria. She was used to it. When she was king, she was often blamed and scolded.

The only one who could laugh was Lin Qingsu: "Tsk, I didn't expect those guys to actually control Jack the Ripper. I thought it was just like in the 'modern times', with Jack the Ripper working against them."

"No matter what, this matter must be resolved, but Jack the Ripper won't come out..."

Weber said helplessly, "This isn't the enemy's overt scheme. This might not even be their strategy. They're just going with the flow."

"But we should always consider the worst in everything. Regardless of whether they did it or not, we should just put the blame on them."

Lin Qingsu smiled and waved the note in her hand: "So don't be so sad, this is good news for us."