"Really? Chief Annick, are you not afraid?"

Arthur looked at him hesitantly, while Annick frowned.

"Baron Lebo was shot to death by me, have you forgotten? By the way, you are not here, don't worry, nothing will happen."

It's just that you were not at the scene, so you don't know that the baron who committed the murder was about to lose control and turn into a monster, so he was allowed to be shot. However, the consequences are the same. I killed a hereditary noble.

"Gu."

Arthur swallowed. He was just a future baron. In the eyes of this young man, it seemed that nobles did not need any respect. They were just like other civilians and could be killed with one bullet.

"Then let me tell you, among the weapons we collected, there is a pistol that is quite special. It is a new type of revolver Mark 6 that was just installed in the army this year. In the past, it was the old Mark 5. This new gun is not

There may be some in stock, because it was only distributed to mid-level and upper-level officers for a short period of time, and even defective products are unlikely to be lost outside the army."

"Pa."

Annick snapped his fingers, and then asked: "Are you implying that only the top brass of the military can get this gun? Or are those noble congressmen with connections to the military able to get this gun?"

Arthur quickly said: "I don't dare to say that, but, Chief Annick, if you follow this clue now, you will definitely gain something. Combined with other clues, I believe you can narrow it down to just a few people."

On the body."

The idiot in front of him is actually not stupid at all. It is estimated that Poole and him have already guessed that it is possible for those people and have not dared to say anything.

"Okay, thank you. Arthur, you can go back now. If your brother-in-law asks about it, just tell him that the content of my conversation with you today was something I asked you to keep secret. There is no need to say anything, so that he will feel at ease."

"Okay, I believe you, Chief Annick."

Arthur picked up his hat and prepared to leave.

"Then I'll go too. There are a lot of things to do when I get back."

Rita's foot seemed to be healed, and the cat got up and prepared to run away.

"Wait a minute, bring me the notebook."

Annick blocked her and then looked at what she recorded.

"Do you want to alert the enemy, or do you want to be shot dead?"

Watching Rita take the opportunity to write down everything, Annick had a headache, then took out a pen and crossed out the contents involving high-level officials, congressmen, and the military.

"You, if you cross out all the useful ones, what kind of report can I write?"

Rita's eyes widened and she asked angrily.

"It's a shame to exaggerate the cruelty of the Ripper and the misfortune of the victims."

Annick explained directly.

"Well, those things have been written badly, so what can I write about them?"

"We are here, right? Norbert has read the details of the first two cases. Not only the tragic situation of the victims, but also the time and modus operandi of the crime. Do other newspapers have it?"

Rita shook her head, then said, "No, but is that okay? Revealing the victim details."

"It's okay, the person involved won't say anything, and the Mining Branch is under a lot of pressure anyway, so it's okay to add a little more."

After listening to Annick's instigation, Rita looked at Arthur who had walked out of the window, and finally nodded.

"In order to denounce this villain who harms women, I will focus on writing about his cruelty so that everyone can denounce him."

Merlin also happened to applaud, put a high hat on her and said.

"What a great media warrior. I believe that through Miss Rita's writing, the entire Eggsburg, no, the entire kingdom will know about the evil deeds committed by the Ripper."

Rita patted Merlin on the shoulder and looked happy.

"Yeah, I'm not that good. I'm just a reporter."

"Okay, you can go back now."

Annick returned the notebook to Rita and sent her out the door.

"It's easier than you think to fool two fools. By the way, Mr. Merlin, we caught a shark this time."

Merlin lit a cigarette and said lightly.

"I think it might be a whale. Section Chief, you need to prepare for a vacation."

"As long as you take paid vacation, everything else doesn't matter." New

In Don Landlers City, Jacob and his two sisters held a pile of ledgers and knocked on Martin's door.

"Good news, Mr. Martin."

Martin, who was scratching his head and writing a new religious program, raised his eyelids and asked.

"What good news? You three are all happy?"

"There are two of them, you have to listen to the one first."

Jacob directly pulled out a chair and sat in front of Martin. The two sisters handed over the account book.

Martin looked at the coal mine's account books and probably guessed one of the good news.

"Is the coal mine breaking even?"

Temesha nodded and then added.

"Under the influence of the incentive tool called performance, the output of our coal mine has exceeded 20% of the same scale. In addition, with the advice of those experienced skilled workers, the briquettes produced not only sell for a higher price, but also sell well."

Briquettes, a fashionable gadget from Bruguet. At first, not many people in Les City paid for it, but after Jacob concealed how to use it in the square, the citizens of Les City were attracted to this new gadget that was durable and did not produce much smoke.

Attention.

"Not only is the sales volume good, but women, children and the elderly can also participate in the relatively light work of making briquettes. How many people have been helped to find jobs?"

Martin asked with a smile.

Jacob rubbed his head, and then replied: "Well, there is no statistics on this. Our mine provides production tools and raw materials, and we pay according to the quantity. There must be at least one or two hundred poor people who are temporarily employed."

"Then these are two pieces of good news. Not only has our business succeeded in the first step, but it has also helped more people. What is the second piece of good news?"

Temesha looked at the other two people and finally said: "Let me tell you, the news I got from the seniors is that this winter, there were only twenty-three people who died unexpectedly in the entire city of Les."

"Twenty-three, twenty-three lives, just gone?"

After Martin finished speaking, Temesha and the three of them looked at each other, not knowing what to say. The two sisters were pulling at the corners of their clothes, and Jacob was twirling his fingers.

As long as someone froze to death or starved to death, it would not be a happy event. Seeing that the mood of the three people had dropped, Martin quickly changed his tune.

"Of course, compared with the hundreds of people who died in one winter in previous years, it is definitely an improvement, even a big improvement. As long as we work hard, I believe that the number of people will be reduced to single digits next winter, and even the year after next.

No more Les people will freeze to death and starve to death.”

When Jacob heard this, he smiled happily and said something in passing.

"Yes, only by giving people fishing gear and teaching them how to fish can people have a way of living, rather than some people who say they are beautiful but actually just stay at home and write useless manuscripts that no one wants during the winter.

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Chapter completed!