"Please stop, don't do things that embarrass the young master again."
When Mei Lu said these words, there was thunder in the sky, and the thunder light briefly illuminated everything on the ground, and also revealed Charles' unbelievable face that he couldn't hide.
"How did you find out?" In the room, the conversation continued. It was a sinister tone that Shire's aunt had never used before.
However, the maid's response remained calm.
"The smell of blood."
Her answer not only stunned Xia Er, but also stunned the people in the room.
"As early as the first time I saw Mrs. Angelina and your deacon, Mr. Greer, I could smell the strong smell of blood on the two of them. This smell can't be accumulated by killing just one or two people. , nor can it be completely covered up with washing or perfume. Maybe most people can’t smell it, but in my opinion, it’s as conspicuous as fireflies in the dark.”
Mel's voice narrated in an orderly manner.
"I thought it was your privacy hobby, and it had nothing to do with the young master, so I kept silent. Even if the smell on your body is getting stronger and stronger, it's nothing to be surprised about. Until this time, the young master took me out , let me get in touch with this case. Ma'am, forgive me for not being able to keep silent this time."
In the room, Mrs. Hong could not accept such a result: "Stop joking! Just relying on my smell? How could such a thing happen!"
"Of course it is impossible to speculate that you are Jack the Ripper just based on the smell on your body." The maid continued to explain, "In fact, on the day the young master took us to the funeral home, although the police refused us to inspect the scene, I took advantage of it afterwards They sneaked in to take a look when they were relaxed. The smell of blood left at the scene of the crime is exactly the same as that of you and Mr. Greer."
In other words, on the day she came to London, Melu already knew who the murderer was!
"I shouldn't be the only one who realized who the murderer was that day. Mr. Deacon also knew. I don't know if he was as concerned about the young master's feelings as I was, but at least what he did later was what I hoped—to find a murderer." A suitable scapegoat to cover up the real murderer. In this way, the conflict between you and the young master can be avoided."
"Heh. Avoid the conflict between me and Charles?" In the dim hut, the lady in red suddenly laughed lowly, and then suddenly raised her head to look ferociously, "What qualifications do you have to say such words! What are you? You have the right to hinder me! A young woman like you, who has nothing to lose, has no right to talk about me! Greer, kill her!"
"Is this okay?" The good-for-nothing deacon who always gave people the impression of being timid, spoke unexpectedly confidently at this time, "After all, this is your nephew's most important head maid. If she dies, he will definitely not let it go. "
"Stop talking nonsense! If Merlu knows about this, it means that Charles will know about it sooner or later, but it's just a matter of time." Madam Hong said in a cold tone, "Now that things are up to now, even if it is Charles standing here, I will never Give in! Just let this city add two unrecognizable female corpses tonight, Greer, do it!"
There was another thunder, which just covered the movement in the house. At this moment, the heavy rain poured down. Charles was about to order the deacon to rush in, but the door of the hut was violently knocked open from the inside. The blond maid was carrying a The unconscious young woman escaped from the inside in a pounced posture. Behind her was Greer who was chasing after her with a chainsaw.
"What's the matter, what's the matter, what's the matter! Where is your prestige in front of Sebastian, Mrs. Maid?" The sound of the chainsaw was harsh and frightening, but holding it was like cat and mouse The sadistic laugh from the chasing Ripper was even more terrifying.
The maid who was chased by him could only run away embarrassingly in the rain because she was carrying someone on her shoulders. Although she had no ability to fight back, her reaction nerves were amazing. Even in such a narrow alley, she could move and dodge flexibly. Can avoid the chainsaw attack at any time.
"Why are you just escaping! Why don't you throw away that burden and have fun with me! Although you are not my favorite red color, an outstanding beauty like you must be very beautiful after being chopped into pieces Yes! Let people be more happy, look at your revolving lantern theater, haven't you already guessed the identity of my god of death, Mrs. Maid!"
The gradually soaked clothes and the slippery environment caused by the rain made the maid's flexible movements gradually slow down. The girl's pretty face, which was always smiling, was expressionless at this moment, and the rain wet her bangs, which also slightly obstructed her sight .
"There is a loophole!" Greer seized the opportunity and slashed directly, but his target was not the maid but the victim she carried on her shoulders.
Accompanied by a muffled groan, a canopy of blood flowers bloomed in the rain.
"Oh, oh, this is really desperate." Still holding the chainsaw, Greer looked at the maid whose arm was bloodied, and didn't know whether to say regret or joking, "Do you really don't want that burden to die? Why? Are you willing to take a stab at me?"
Standing on the roof, Charles looked down at everything in the alley. The Red Lady stood still with a grim face. Her deacon changed from a clumsy black ponytail to a perverted killer with loose red hair. She was holding a sharp weapon and had the upper hand, while his maid was forced by him and could only take her with her. The victim kept avoiding in embarrassment, and the blood on his arm was smeared in a large area due to the rain.
"It's really a good look, and you haven't given up at all." Madam Hong said at this moment, "That brat, Charles, is worth your allegiance, even at the cost of your life?"
It seemed that because of the mention of the master's name, the maid raised her face that was no longer neat and clear to look at him, and she lifted the corners of her lips and smiled.
"Ma'am, it was raining like this when I first met the young master."
The heavy rain poured down, but it couldn't cover her penetrating sweet voice, and no matter how downcast her posture was, it couldn't cover the brilliance on the girl's face when she talked about her master.
"From the day the young master took me back to the manor, he is everything to me."
boom!
There was another thunderclap.
"Sebastian, I order you, grab Jack the Ripper!"
After the thunder, the deacon in black descended from the sky and directly fought with the death deacon.
"Master?" The maid was surprised at first, then shook her head and laughed, "That's right, with that Mr. Deacon here, even if I sneak out deliberately, you will definitely find out."
"Charles!" Madam Hong showed resentment when she saw the sudden appearance of her little nephew, "I knew you would definitely show up!"
When she spoke, Charles hadn't said anything. The blond maid who had been carrying the victim to protect her life threw her aside and stood in front of him to protect him behind her: "Master, be careful, since Madam is here to commit murder , must have a sharp weapon on him."
When Charles didn't come, the maid was doing everything on the premise of saving the victim's life. As soon as he appeared, the maid immediately changed the priority.
The young man gave her a complicated look, his lips moved a bit, but he still changed his expression and tone and looked at the red lady opposite.
"Ma'am, can you tell me why?" Charles asked calmly about his aunt who loved him since he was a child.
"You little brat, even if I tell you, you won't understand!" Mrs. Hong didn't want to discuss why with her nephew at all. "You won't understand my pain, my anger! You..."
"Because of the uterus." The maid interrupted her increasingly high-pitched anger, "Although I don't know the specific reason, I still know that you not only lost your husband in a fatal car accident many years ago, but also caused a miscarriage and forced hysterectomy .So the wombs of the victimized women are always gone, and they must have offended you for something to make you kill them, right?"
"Where did you get this news? Did Charles tell you?" Mrs. Hong became angrier after hearing this.
"No, I overheard it when I was at the dance." The maid responded calmly. Seeing that the lady whose privacy was exposed in this way was about to explode on the spot, she quickly said, "About this matter, I have been I wanted to tell you in the hut. I have a way to restore your body."
This sentence is more effective than anything else, and Mrs. Hong, who was about to be full of anger in the last second, was stunned: "You said... what?"
"I said, I have a way to restore your body, that is, your uterus, so that you can have children again." The girl tilted her head and smiled, "In exchange, please stop being Jack the Ripper, what do you think?"
Let her restore the womb
"How could you do such a thing? It's impossible to do it in this era..." Mrs. Hong, who is a doctor herself, shook her head subconsciously. Her education and rationality had been desperately opposing her, but there was a voice deep in her heart. Crying desperately, it may not be true.
Because Shire's deacon is a demon, and her deacon is a god of death, even this omnipotent Merle who doesn't know the details...
In this case, in this case...
"You really, really can..." She couldn't resist taking a step forward.
"Ma'am be careful!" Madam Hong, who was unsteady, was thrown out suddenly, and where she was standing just now was a chainsaw that left deep scratches on the ground.
Before the shock was over, everyone heard the red-haired god of death yelling: "Ms. Hong has let me down so much! You are no different from ordinary women who are shaken by the enemy's few words!"
"As a deacon, you attack your master." Putting down Mrs. Hong who escaped unharmed, Mei Lu looked at him coldly, "As a servant, you are simply disqualified to death."
"Who wants to be the deacon of this kind of weak woman? What I like is the way she was stained with blood when she killed someone. I don't have any interest in her current appearance. From now on, I am the free God of Death, Greer Shaddock Reeve's gone!"
"Really?" Charles stepped out at this moment. "That would be great. Sebastian, I order you, grab Jack the Ripper with all your might, Grel Shadcliffe!"
Madam Hong may have killed one or two people out of anger, but without the help of this god of death, she would never have come to where she is today. She is guilty, and this god of death who violated the rules is also guilty of heinous crimes.
"Yes, my lord." The elegant demon deacon immediately stepped forward after receiving the order, his eyes had already turned into scarlet demon vertical pupils.
"Aha! That's really great!" The red-haired Reaper yelled while starting the chainsaw, "Compared to playing peek-a-boo with the head maid, she still prefers to move her body with Sebastian-chan! Just let me bloom roses on your body... Huh? Why can't you move?"
After starting it a few times, the chainsaw did not make the previous start sound, and the gears did not rotate at high speed, but stood still as if stuck. When he was wondering, someone answered the question.
"Because I just threw a coin into it. After all, it is a very simple mechanical tool. It is quite easy to find the parts stuck in the gap." Shaking the coin purse in her hand, the blond maid tilted her head and smiled. , "I hired a carriage to sit here before, and the change I found happened to be used here. It's really great, Mr. Death."
"You bastard...!" His precious weapon was destroyed by the maid he had been looking down on before, and Greer was almost furious. When he was about to get mad, a deacon in black with the same elegant smile appeared in front of him.
"Thank you very much, Ms. Meilu. Although I didn't expect such a development, the failure of Death God's weapon really helped a lot."
"You're welcome, Mr. Deacon." The maid responded with a smile to the deacon who had already entered the battle, or unilaterally beat the unarmed Reaper, "Both servants of the young master, help each other It should be."
The case of Jack the Ripper was not really over until this rainy night.
Madam Hong lost the death deacon, so naturally she can no longer be a killer. After the incident, the aunt and nephew talked for a long time alone in the room. Although the indifferent Charles was still the same, the breath on his body also showed that he was in a good mood.
It is gratifying and congratulatory that the previous suspicions have been resolved.
"Ms. Meilu said before that she can restore Mrs. Hong's body, is that true?" Taking advantage of the gap, the black-haired deacon asked.
"Of course." The other party responded affirmatively, "Although the equipment of this era is a bit outdated, this kind of minor surgery is enough for me."
Is this... era...
Sebastian narrowed his eyes slightly for the maid's intentional leak.
It was impossible for Charles not to ask about his aunt's body. He originally thought that the operation would take a long time, but it turned out that in less than three months, the person who entered the operating room sideways has now appeared alive and well, with a red face and a very good complexion.
"Hey, Charles! You see, Greer has been taken away by the Death God, and I don't even have a deacon by my side, so just lend Melu!"
"no."
"Don't be so petty, Charles, it's just a loan! Auntie, I haven't been discharged from the hospital for long, and I really need someone to take good care of me!"
"Then stay here for a few more days, Mei Lu can't let you take it away."
Such scenes happened more and more frequently in the manor.
For some reason, Ciel found that Sebastian, who always pushed Melu out without a trace, had become much more honest recently, and his attitude towards the maid was very friendly.
Was it the realization that she was harmless
Charles didn't know it, but he already liked to let the maid help him change his clothes and rest at night without knowing it.
"Then, good night, young master." The maid who took care of everything for the master saluted the person on the bed, and was about to blow out the candles in the room and leave, but was stopped by someone.
"Stay by my side for a while longer." The boy trapped in the soft bed looked very petite at this moment, and his unconscious coquettish behavior was even more endearing, "Leave after I fall asleep."
"Yes." The maid obediently turned around and squatted halfway on the head of the bed, "Does the young master feel that he can't sleep?" The voice was very soft.
Charles couldn't help but focus on the sapphire ring in the jewelry box next to the bed: "Recently... I've been having nightmares..." In fact, I have been having nightmares all the time. After I fall asleep, I can see the fire and listen to it. To the screams of grandfather and father before he died, but he would not easily reveal these.
"I see..." The maid lovingly rubbed the hair on the young man's forehead, "Then let me sing a lullaby to the young master."
Shake...!
Charlton blushed instantly, he was already 12 years old, what lullaby did he want! But before he had time to object, the girl had already started singing.
“Lacrimosa dies illa, Qua resort ex fa/villa… ”
This is
The boy's eyes widened. If the maid hadn't spoken, he wouldn't have known that she had such a good voice, an ethereal singing voice that even the best opera singer in London could not match.
"Lacrimosa dies illa,
This is a day to weep bitterly,
Qua resort ex fa/villa,
The dead rise from the ashes,
Judicandus homo reus.
Sinners are to be condemned.
Huic ergo parce, Deus,
But God! Please forgive me.
Pie Jesu Domine,
host! Merciful Jesus!
Dona eis requiem. Amen.
give them rest. Amen. "
The lullaby is short, but the tune is soothing, and the lyrics are a little weird.
Charles frowned: "Is this a song in Latin?"
"Yes." The maid nodded, "It's a song I heard by chance before. There is also a poignant love story about this song, do you want to hear it, young master?"
"Let's talk about it." Charles nodded casually as he hadn't experienced the bedtime story for a long time.
"That is a city called Matruh. Hundreds of years ago, people in this city made a puppet that can sing and dance in order to escape pain. Her name is 'Lala'..."