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Advance letter from the Ripper

The next day.

Benben took a letter from Davis and put it in his pocket. He looked up at Davis and said, "Don't worry, I'll definitely give this letter to Mr. Sherlock Holmes."

Davis patted his head and said with a smile, "Be careful on the road. Oh, and remember to buy a subway ticket."

"Pfff —"

Libella, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't help but laugh when she heard Davis's advice. Remember to buy a subway ticket?

That was a very practical lesson.

Benben turned his head and looked at Libella's smiling face. He coughed and asked softly, "Libella … do you want to go with me?"

Libella had already changed out of her inappropriate windbreaker and was wearing a loose dress. Although it still looked awkward, at least it covered her skinny body.

After tidying herself up, she looked a lot more spirited. The cute blonde girl sat upright on the sofa with a cup of tea in her hand. She didn't look like a down and out child at all. Instead, she looked more like a noble.

Perhaps this was why the other children in the orphanage didn't dare to provoke her this morning?

Libella blinked and said, "Okay, but you have to finish your breakfast first."

"Of course." Benben was very happy.

Libella smiled at him and walked to Davis. She asked curiously, "Why don't you send an email to Mr. Sherlock Holmes?" This was much more practical than sending a letter. It was safer and more convenient.

Davis was stunned and didn't answer her, but Benben spoke first, "What is Libella talking about? Davis doesn't like modern technology."

Doesn't like modern technology?

No wonder the orphanage looked so simple. Other than the electric lights and kitchen equipment, there were almost no electronic products. It turned out that Davis didn't like these things.

Davis slowly squatted down so that he could raise his head to look at Libella. The pale-skinned girl looked no different from before, but there were too many things that were different. The other children in the orphanage were still young, and Benben was unable to notice it due to … biological reasons … but he noticed something different about Libella.

Libella was a little scared by Davis's stare. She took a step back and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Libella, you …" Davis stared at her and said slowly, "I feel like you've become a different person."

Of course, she had changed into a different person. This was not her world. This was a Doujinshi novel, and Davis was a passerby in the Doujinshi novel. In other words, if this was a game, Davis would not have any Favorability Points.

But in any case, bullying NPCs was not her style.

Libella said calmly, "Fortunately, I'm changing in a good direction."

Davis nodded with a smile. "That's true."

He stood up and said, "But I can't treat you as Libella anymore."

Benben looked at the two of them curiously. "What are you talking about?"

"It's okay." Davis patted him on the head. "Go and eat."

Eating was indeed the most important thing … Benben hesitated. He looked back three times with every step, but still went to the dining table.

The other children had finished their breakfast, but he had not eaten. One of the sausages on his plate had been secretly forked. He did not care and took a sip of milk.

Libella did not intend to bully NPCs, but she also did not want to take advantage of NPCs' feelings for the original female protagonist. After thinking about it last night, she had thought of some ways to make a living. Now that Benben was not here, she confessed to Davis.

"Hello, Mr. Davis." She looked completely different from the Libella from before. She was more like an adult, not a child. Seeing that Davis was stunned for a moment before turning to look at her, Libella did not mind and patiently explained, "I want to tell you something. Even if you think it's ridiculous or incomprehensible, it doesn't matter, but I have to tell you."

She looked at him with her blue eyes, which were like two pieces of clear gemstones.

"This is Libella." She pointed at her body, then used her fingers to point at her head and left chest. She said seriously, "And these do not belong to Libella anymore."

Davis pursed his lips and did not speak, but his gaze did not change. It was still gentle.

"What I mean is …" Libella hesitated. "Now I am not the Libella you know. You don't have to take care of me like that. I will feel guilty."

Davis chuckled. He still touched her head lovingly and asked, "Then how do you want me to treat you?"

"I …" She hesitated. "I have thought of a way to make a living. I will move out and will not disturb you in the future. I can see that the orphanage's cash flow is tight. One less person will relieve a lot of pressure."

Davis withdrew his hand.

The two looked at each other.

Benben, who was eating obediently, suddenly stopped in the middle of his meal. As if remembering something, he put down his fork and prayed for food.

The sound of Benben moving his knife and fork was heard again. Davis spoke again.

"You are indeed not Libella. Why would Libella say such things?" Davis murmured. "However, Libella has never spoken. Even when those children disappeared, she did not speak."

Disappeared children?

Libella looked at him curiously.

"I did not take care of you out of love, Madam." Davis was gentle and polite, but there was sadness in his tone. "I blame myself for not taking better care of you. That's why those children disappeared."

"What … do you mean?" Libella could not help but ask.

There was such a plot in Whitechapel?

Was it a foreshadowing by the original author and related to the subsequent plot?

Davis was not in a hurry to answer her. After a long time, he shook his head and said kindly, "This … is a long story … I will tell you when you come back.

I will still take care of you in the future, but if you feel that you can live on your own, I will not force you to stay. "

Libella looked at him. He accepted this fact just like that?

Davis was really a strange and mysterious person …

Davis touched her head again and said, "Why are you looking at me like that?

Christ was willing to die for sinners when it was fashionable to be enemies. I am just taking care of you. What's so strange about that? "

"Are you a priest or a priest?"

Hearing this, Libella could not help but ask, "Was this place originally a church, but later it was dilapidated, so you turned it into an orphanage?"

He looked helpless and shook his head with a smile. "No, I just want to do what I can to help homeless children like you — like Libella."

He sat on the sofa not far away and sighed sadly. "East London is a dangerous place. There is blood and violence everywhere. There is discord and death everywhere. It is extremely difficult for adults to survive, let alone innocent children."

Wait a minute …

Libella frowned. So the Whitechapel Orphanage was in East London?

The famous East London!

Conan Doyle "praised" this broken place as "an unparalleled place of violence and depravity" and "an abyss or hell of many strange secrets and desires." This string of beautiful sentences was not written blindly.

"What about yourself?"

Libella felt that Davis was more and more unbelievable. Someone was willing to come to such a terrible place just to provide humanitarian aid?

"… Luke, chapter 5: 32."

Davis murmured this sentence, then smiled and said, "Libella, you see, in the whole of London, is there a place that needs help more than here?"

Okay …

Libella was sincerely impressed.

Benben had just finished his breakfast and shouted in Libella's direction, "Libella, come quickly!

Let's go! "

Libella looked deeply at Davis and said seriously, "You're a good person."

"I'm a sinner," he said calmly.

Perhaps only people with faith could say this so calmly.

Libella did not understand his faith, but this did not hinder her respect.

No wonder Davis did not care whether she was Libella or not. No matter who she was, in Davis' eyes, she was just one of the many people who needed help. As for what kind of person she was, he did not care too much about it.

The two of them were silent for a long time. Only when Benben urged her again did Libella come back to her senses.

She had just taken a few steps when she seemed to have thought of something. She turned her head and asked him hesitantly in a low voice, "That, sorry, I want to know … is Benben …"

Davis was stunned and hesitated. In the end, he nodded and said regretfully, "Probably because he was traumatized. After the group of children disappeared, Benben's mind did not change again."

Was it related to the group of children again?

Benben looked a little strange. Was it also related to the missing children …?

She gradually discovered Benben's strangeness. His appearance was that of a teenager, and his body was that of a teenager, but his mind was like that of a child, always needing someone to take care of him.

His body was not big enough. Perhaps it was because the food provided by Whitechapel could not make him grow healthily.

It seemed that there was really something wrong with this place. Perhaps it was related to the original female protagonist's life story.

Libella could not help but continue to imagine.

According to the author's style, perhaps in the end, the original female protagonist was Sherlock's long lost sister, and the trafficker who kidnapped the original female protagonist from Sherlock Holmes's house was actually the leader of a mafia organization. After Sherlock solved a case, he found out about the female protagonist's life story, so the two were forced to break up.

Ah, that's not right. Perhaps Sherlock did not care about things like the world's eyes, so the ending was that the siblings lived a happy life?

… The combination of the domineering CEO Sherlock and the sister-obsessed Sherlock, and the end result was a melodramatic sadomasochistic love affair?

This was no longer OOC, this was a matter of three views being wrong …

Surely, surely not …

Libella swallowed and silently closed the hole in her mind.

Anyway …

This time, when she went with Benben to give Davis' letter to Sherlock, she could finally see him.

Libella could not help but feel a little excited.

She could finally see Sherlock?

Even if he was OOC's Sherlock, at least he had Sherlock's face.

Before she took a few steps, she was stopped by Davis, who handed her a black trench coat.

It seemed to be the trench coat she brought out from that strange house.

"No," Libella said regretfully, "This coat is too long."

"It's okay, I helped you change it last night." Davis smiled and gently put the trench coat on her. The length was just right, and it looked good with her white dress inside. "Look, it fits."

Libella could not help but say, "Davis, you don't have to —"

"Go ahead."

Davis interrupted her thanks and put the deer-hunting hat on her head. "Remember to come back, I still have to tell you about those children."

While the orphanage was still being affectionate, a policeman from Scotland Yard was holding a pile of letters in his arms, leisurely handing them out to his colleagues. He did not notice that there was a letter in the pile, addressed to Lestrade, but without a signature.