"Sieg is a painter. He was born in Munich. His mother is an Englishman. He not only has several properties in France, but also has a residence in the east end of London. Therefore, this guy often goes back and forth between the two countries."

Hearing this, Lu Li suddenly had a flash in his mind. He thought of the provocation book sent to the police station last night.

There was an inconspicuous red spot on the letter. At that time, he didn't care much. He preconceived that this was the murderer's blood stain on the victim in order to meet his morbid psychology.

Now think about it, the color is not quite right.

Maybe it's the paint used by the painter when drawing?

"In the afternoon, our informant bribed sig's neighbor. The old woman claimed that his life was disorderly. She often played with some migratory warblers late into the night and painted some immoral works."

"Therefore, the informant specially bought some from Sieg's personal gallery."

With that, linnai stopped reading, opened the briefcase under his arm, took out a few sketches and handed them to Lu Li and George.

Is this a tribute to a master like the Renaissance?

Venus of Urbino

Lu Li frowned. He felt that Sieg's painting seemed to imitate this world-famous painting, but the color was darker. The rain was beating on the glass window, the moon was hidden behind the clouds, and a woman lay on her back in bed.

"Shameless!"

At this time, George, sitting on the side, waved his fist fiercely. It seems that he was influenced by the painting in his hand.

"Detective, I think this guy is the most suspicious. Why don't you go to his house first."

With that, he stuffed the three paintings into Lu Li.

The first picture, the name!

Murder in an unknown town

The indoor light was dim and the atmosphere was gloomy and silent. On the iron bed, there was a sleeping woman with curly hair on her head and her face turned to the wall. Her face was ruddy and seemed to be slightly drunk. At the edge of the bed, a well-dressed man sat with his fingers clenched and his head bowed in meditation.

murder?

From the detective's point of view, Lu Li felt that this should describe that before the crime, the murderer was struggling mentally, and the victim knew nothing about it and fell asleep.

Sure enough, when he turned his eyes to the second painting, the whole man was stunned.

Murder in unknown town II

In another secret room, a young man dressed neatly and wearing a deer hunting hat sat on the edge of the bed, holding his arms in both hands and facing a blonde woman. The woman's hands were bound and struggling. Her expression was very ferocious, as if her soul was shaking, and there were little blood spots on the sheets.

Obviously, this describes that the murderer is torturing the victim like a superior judge.

Murder in unknown Town III

The scene changed again. It was still on the iron bed. The woman lay on her side alone, her legs curled up, and there seemed to be no wound on her body, but her face was a little blurred and unreal. The white sheets were unconsciously changed to red, and the man disappeared.

If the painting had not been named murder, Lu Li would feel that the painting was normal and only a little treacherous.

According to the progress of the first two paintings, the last picture is definitely a killer in pain!

However, under the painter's pen, the strange woman seemed to sleep peacefully, and everything was like a dream.

Is it a hint that the murderer's spiritual world? The man committed such a crime on impulse. When he calmed down, he felt no guilt and felt that he had done a good deed. The woman slept in the cradle of the heavenly father.

Well, the last item is purely Lu Li's personal speculation. Anyway, the thinking mode of morbid artists and mentally ill patients can't be brought into normal people.

"Mr. Lasker, don't make decisions with preconceived ideas. A whole night is enough for us to visit one by one."

Lu Li put the four paintings back in his briefcase, then leaned against the cushion and took a long breath, as if he had been stimulated.

Frankly speaking, he felt that neither of the two known suspects was a good thing. Even if it wasn't Jack the Ripper himself, he must be secretly engaged in murder and arson.

"Mr. Linnaeus, please continue to talk about the last suspect."

"Well, several informants involved in the interview agreed that the man named Aaron kosmisky was highly suspected."

Huh?

Lu Li straightened up. He hated others' preconceived view of problems, especially the work of informants. He should never carry private goods. An objective description is the best, so as not to interfere with the judgment of detectives and police.

However, Mr. Lasker's informant means are very clever. He can dig out any hot news and details, which inevitably raises some expectations in his heart.

"Aaron kosmiski, born in korodawa, Poland, under the rule of the Czar, fled to London in 1881 because of the economic depression and fear of the Czar's butcher's knife."

"Soon, he and other Jewish refugees who were also refugees settled in the slums of the Whitechapel district. It is reported that one of his sister and two brothers also left Russia to live in the Whitechapel district. Since then, the widowed mother also emigrated."

"During this period, Aaron has been engaged in the job of barber, claiming to be proficient in medicine and trying to provide paid services for other refugees around him."

Do barbers provide medical services?

It sounds fantastic, but it does exist. Although modern medicine has started, the concept of bacteria has been put forward, and even masks have emerged.

However, in this era, there are still many loyal believers in the bloodletting therapy advocated by ancient Western medicine.

What's more ridiculous is that today, barbers have developed a complete set of tools and operating system. In addition to shaving, shaving, tooth extraction and bleeding, they also work as surgeons.

For example, amputation.

Lu Li feels that this description is inappropriate. It should be said that barbers are the ancestors of surgeons.

"Is there any evidence that he is highly suspected?"

George was a little impatient. Now he felt that the emperor's eldest son was more suspicious than the refugee. Even if this guy's origin was very suspicious and his family's reputation in western countries was very poor, there was no substantive evidence. Everything was nonsense.

"The informant said that this guy often talked to himself recently, hid in a remote corner and said not to eat me. He seemed delusional and afraid of being eaten by others, which drove him to pick up and eat food thrown away as garbage and refused to wash. The reason for his mental disorder was recorded as" self W " It's usually considered a euphemism for * *. A bad diet makes him look skinny all year round. "

A memo written by officer Melville macnaghten, an assistant to the county police chief of the London police agency, pointed out that one of the Polish Jewish suspects was "kosmisky" (no name).