48 Hours a Day

The Church of the Sacred Heart opened on time at 8: 00 and Father Jacob prepared two baskets of white bread for distribution to the nearby vagrants.

Zhang Heng and Holmes took the opportunity to quietly observe Father Jacob.

“Your earlier inference was wrong.” Zhang Hengdao.

“Impossible, even a slight deviation in detail cannot be so outrageous.” Holmes resolutely said, but he also seemed helpless.

What they said was Holmes' earlier inference based on the lettering in the letter.

- "Left-handed men, between the ages of 30 and 40, are not strong enough and unstable, while ideological traditions are conservative. ”

Today, with the exception of the male inference, the left-handed, and the age inference are incorrect, and the character is not strong enough and unstable, while the ideological tradition is not yet conservative.

Besides that, Zhang Hengchan also saw that Father Jacob's left shoulder appeared to have a wound, but it was supposed to be an old illness. He was holding the bread basket with his right hand all the time, presumably because his left hand was unable to stretch. Moreover, his hair was combed slightly and the clothes on him were clean, although he had some years of age.

He was like a standard clergyman, looking a little old-fashioned and prestigious, yet full of charity.

Holmes and Zhang Heng glanced at each other and both saw the confusion in each other's eyes. Father Jacob's suspicion was undoubtedly the greatest here. However, when he really saw the real person, Zhang Heng found that Father Jacob's murder seemed unlikely.

Needless to say, according to Holmes and his simulation at the scene, the killer should have strangled the victim with one hand and cut his throat with a knife, while Father Jacob's shoulder wound made Zhang Heng wonder if he could do so.

So Zhang Heng grabbed a stray next to him and said, “Friend, ask you something. ”

“What is it?” The vagrants were wary and hid bread in their clothes.

Zhang Heng took out a shilling, "Is there anyone else in this church besides Father Matthew and Father Jacob? ”

The vagrant shook his head after robbing the shilling, "There was a young deacon before, but I couldn't stand the East Side life leaving, and now Father Jacob is alone. ”

“Does he have any family? ”

“No, the priest has been alone, in this church more than thirty years ago, without a wife or a woman, uh... but I hear he has a cousin, just not in London.” As the vagrants speak, they can't help but look into the pockets where Heng just paid for his wallet.

Zhang Heng knew what the other party was thinking. This is the East Side. Don't look at it now. Zhang Heng just gave this guy another shilling, but that shilling obviously didn't satisfy him, so Zhang Heng pulled away some coat slightly and lit up the revolver between his waist.

The stray immediately came down, realizing that the guy in front of him was not a good mess, he had to put aside his own silly thoughts and leave with a mumbling mouth.

And Holmes on the other side is already headed for Father Jacob.

“I have sinned, Father. ”

“Everyone makes mistakes in life, my child.” Father Jacob said, “What matters is whether you are willing to repent. ”

“I want to confess to those sins, the lies I've told, the wrong things I've done… these things torment me every day and make me feel guilty.” Holmes Road.

“Well, that means your heart is still bright.” Father Jacob nods his head, "follow me, son. ”

Then Zhang Heng saw Holmes and walked into the confession room with Father Jacob.

About a minute later, Holmes came out again and shook his head without waiting for Zhang Heng to talk, "You don't have to go, it's not him. ”

“Hmm?” Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.

“He had both an alibi at the time of the first and third homicides.” Holmes Road, "especially on the first night, he wasn't in the East Side, and his left shoulder injury was real, and he couldn't have done it with one hand. ”

“Conspiracy?” Zhang Heng asked.

“This possibility cannot be ruled out altogether, but I asked him a few implicit questions in the conversation, and his answers did not reveal any extreme hatred of those goblins, and I do not see any signs of complicity from the crime scene. ”

Zhang Heng was not surprised by this answer. He would have asked, incidentally, that it is generally rare that serial killers are complicit, because for whatever reason they want to play the role of God in their own world, yet God is always the only one.

Holmes was not discouraged, looking at him, he was not disappointed at all this time, and he said, “This proves that my previous description of the murderer is fine, and then I just need to find more clues, your big direction is fine, as long as we can find the crossroads between the three victims, the murderer is there. ”

“I hope we have plenty of time.” Zhang Hengdao.

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The path of the church, though impassable, did inspire Zhang Heng a lot, and soon afterwards he shifted his eyes to the small clinic in the East Side.

In addition to priests, there is a category of people who can easily reach these goblins without arousing any suspicion, which is doctors.

At this point in time, the famous fourth homicide has not yet taken place, in which the murderer incised the victim's abdomen and removed some of his uterus and kidneys, all of which were done in the dark, because the policeman on this patrol was very close, and the murderer took less than nine minutes, and the technique was clean, so many suspected that the murderer was a professional surgeon at the time.

It's just that Loomi is from Sweden after all, and the other geishas are not very well grouped together. She has limited knowledge of the three victims and naturally does not know which clinic they usually go to. Zhang Heng can only find out about this information.

Holmes had already taken a step forward, and Zhang Heng took another final look at the Church of the Sacred Heart, and found that Father Jacob's eyes also happened to be thrown at him from the church. They looked at each other, then Father Jacob nodded politely at him, picked up the mop beside him and continued to mop his head down.

As Holmes said, he had a very quiet and steady power over the whole person, and Zhang Heng didn't think that such a person would be involved with a serial killer in the White Church district.

He hasn't forgotten his gambling appointment with Holmes, and he hasn't made any more stops here, heading toward a tavern with more goblins.