The Return of the God Level Assassin Chapter 1206: YUNYUE VS FENGHUANG (XLI)

SHEN JI YUN was the one who answered. "The assumption that the Ripper is male cos from the nature of the cris. The victims are all won, and the brutality of the attacks suggests a level of physical strength typically associated with n. Not to ntion, the letters sent to the police were signed 'Jack the Ripper,' which only reinforces the idea of a male perpetrator."

Of course, Luo Yan also believed that the real Ripper must be a man. But this was a VR ga, and the people who wrote the script might have deliberately made Jack the Ripper female to throw everyone off. Given all the red herrings they'd encountered during the investigation, the possibility of the ga's staff gender-bending Jack the Ripper was definitely a possibility.

But he couldn't give that sa explanation to Hols. Who knew what consequences there might be if the detective started to suspect they weren't the characters they were pretending to be?

So, Luo Yan had to co up with reasoning that would justify his theory without making Hols suspect they weren't who they claid to be.

Luo Yan t Hols' gaze. "The assumption that the Ripper must be male relies on the idea that brute strength was necessary to overpower the victims. But what if that wasn't the case? What if the Ripper used other thods—like chemicals or tools—to incapacitate the victims first? On this train, we've seen evidence of that. The victims were likely rendered unconscious before they were attacked, eliminating the need for physical strength. That ans the Ripper could just as easily be a woman."

Luo Yan noticed the corner of Hols' lips twitch, a faint glimr of approval in his eyes. "A compelling argunt," Hols remarked. "But why, pray tell, have you zeroed in on Mrs. Winslow? Are you not her adopted daughter?" He then turned to Shen Ji Yun, his gaze narrowing. "And you, Your Grace—are you not her lover? Yet you seem unperturbed by Miss Mary's accusation. Curious, is it not?"

"Because I believe it to be true," Shen Ji Yun said without hesitation. "I've noticed sothing odd about the entire situation. As you pointed out, I was her lover. And yet, she and her adopted daughter chose to stay in a second-class cabin when I could easily have arranged for them to stay in first class. Why do you think that is? Because she had an agenda, obviously. Even adopting a daughter was likely part of that plan—to get close to the real target of this murder spree, to lower their defenses, and perhaps to see how the object of her hatred had been faring all these years."

Luo Yan glanced at Shen Ji Yun. He was glad that without him saying anything, the two of them were always on the sa wavelength.

Although they lacked detailed background information about the characters they were playing, what they knew was enough to form these assumptions. For one, the fact that Mrs. Winslow could leave a note for Shen Ji Yun and expect him to feel remorseful—even entrusting her supposed daughter to him—showed just how deep their relationship was supposed to be. If that were truly the case, Shen Ji Yun's character, the duke, wouldn't have allowed the woman he loved to stay in a second-class cabin. The fact that Mrs. Winslow chose to stay there, sharing the space with two other 'strangers,' suggested that Shen Ji Yun's theory about her hidden agenda wasn't far-fetched at all.

"Hmm…" Hols murmured, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table. "And you're suggesting that Mrs. Winslow's true target is one of the individuals sharing her cabin? In this case, I presu you're referring to Mrs. Thompson."

"Don't you think the sa?" Luo Yan countered. "You wouldn't have asked His Grace if Mrs. Thompson had another child besides Miss Thompson if you didn't already have your own suspicions."

It was one of the reasons Luo Yan's suspicion grew stronger. Hols wouldn't have asked such a question without a reason, and that's when Luo Yan truly began connecting the dots—or at least, the ones that made sense.

Jack the Ripper was known for targeting won of ill repute, and the killer on the train had continued that pattern, focusing on won with tarnished pasts. This brought Luo Yan's thoughts back to Mrs. Thompson. If she had another child—one she'd been forced to leave behind—one might think she would be the next target precisely because of that reason.

But Luo Yan had another idea. He believed it could be personal—at least for the Ripper. And if it was personal, it fit the narrative perfectly, especially if Mrs. Winslow was the Ripper. The backstory he pieced together was exactly the kind of intricate, dramatic twist Moonlight dia's staff would co up with. It was right up their alley.

"So, let's not beat around the bush, Mr. Hols," Luo Yan continued. "You're thinking the sa thing we are. Let's not waste any more ti and focus on how to apprehend her."

Hols blinked, then let out a hearty laugh. "How very astute of you, young lady. But you're right—I do have my own suspicions. However, we can't act without solid evidence."

"What do you suggest we do?" Shen Ji Yun asked.

Hols leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers, a sly smirk playing on his lips. "Why, my dear duke, we simply catch her in the act. There's no better evidence than witnessing the cri firsthand."

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And so, here they were. After all the planning, they had indeed managed to catch Mrs. Winslow in the act. Luo Yan had been nervous at first, though he hadn't let it show to his teammates. Deep down, he'd worried there was a chance they could be wrong—that soone else on the train might be the Ripper, and soone other than Mrs. Thompson could have been the third victim.

He was just genuinely relieved they'd been right.

"Get off , you little brat!" Mrs. Winslow snarled, her voice low and feral, her eyes blazing with fury.