"All the information from the investigation seems useless. Someone has been killed again. Sebastian, are you sure you are not mistaken?"
Charles pounded the table angrily with the documents in his hand.
Sitting on the sofa diagonally opposite him, Xingyan watched Charles lose his temper with a smile in his eyes, holding in his hand at least two cups of milk a day that Lucifer had arranged before returning to Hell.
As for Sebastian, he was currently playing the violin as the background music for Xingyan drinking milk.
At this time, Xingyan and Xiaer had already arrived at a house in London two days ago and settled down there in order to investigate matters related to Jack the Ripper.
It is the social season in London now, and many aristocrats have already arrived here.
But Charles had investigated all these people and confirmed that they did not have the time to do such a thing.
"Master, don't you know who it is now?"
Sebastian put down the violin in his hand, walked over, picked up the materials and reorganized them.
None of these, that is the remaining goal. Everyone can think of this kind of thing, but it depends on whether Charles is willing to admit it.
...
...
"Tsk... Can't you just let me act for a while, you bastard? Who asked you to mess up?"
Ciel snorted angrily, and as he walked towards the sofa, he deliberately stepped on Sebastian's instep with his toes.
He just wanted to comfort Xingyan and felt that he was about to succeed. It was all because of the devil Sebastian who ruined everything!
"Master, your temper can be a little worse, then the Duke will see it more clearly..."
Sebastian smiled and bent down, he did it on purpose.
Whether it's watching his young master so angry that his eyes are bulging with anger, or watching the lovely Duke laughing so hard that his eyes are narrowed, it's very interesting.
"Let's go check on the woman who had surgery two days ago tonight..."
Ciel looked up and snorted, then decided on his actions for tonight.
Regarding this investigation, Xing Yan made it clear from the beginning that he was just watching the show.
As for other matters, Ciel and Sebastian can arrange them. Xingyan will not lose anyone, and no one else will come to disturb them.
That night, Charles packed up and put on clothes suitable for "activities", and put on a thick windbreaker on the outside to cover himself.
Sebastian, who was walking beside him, also wore a thick windbreaker on purpose. It didn't look like a master-servant outfit like Charles's, but more like a parent-child outfit.
In response to this, Ciel glared at him with disdain all the way, and Sebastian never relaxed his smile.
Xingyan, who came along to watch the show, did not walk with them this time. Instead, he let Grimmjow hold him and watched the fun in his spirit form.
In the prostitute's residence, the smell of blood was already in the air, and the breath of death proved how far things had developed.
"Sebastian, open the door!"
Ciel stood in the alley where no one else was and asked Sebastian to open the door.
Even if he knew who was inside, he had no interest in seeing the bloody scene first.
After all, judging from the sounds inside, it was very likely that they were performing surgery on a body that was not yet fully dead.
"yes!"
Sebastian nodded, took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and opened the wooden door directly. The bloody smell spread out from the door in an instant.
Under the moonlight, the dark red color is spread everywhere.
"Oh my, I've been discovered!"
Butler Grayer, who had been acting cowardly and useless, walked out of the opened door with a strange smile on his face.
There was something strangely crazy in his eyes as he looked at Ciel and Sebastian.
However, that doesn't seem to be the point right now.
The more important key figure was Mrs. Red, who walked out of the room with her scalpel still in her hand and her hands stained with blood.
"Charles, you shouldn't be here..."
Madame Red walked out the door, her fingers clenching the scalpel as she looked at Ciel.
She didn't want to fight with Charles, but now they were on opposite sides.
No one should know that she did this, so...
"Sebastian, take care of that butler!"
Charles didn't want to waste time talking to Madam Red. It was true that they were relatives, but since she had swung a knife at him, she was already an enemy.
His heart has already made up its mind!
"As you command, my master!"
Sebastian wanted to say something else, but since his master had said so, he decided to do it.
He had wanted to get rid of this guy named Grayer several times when he was acting stupid and making trouble in Phantomhive's house.
"Oh my~ What a cold-hearted butler, but... it really makes my heart beat faster, huh~"
Grell pouted and gave Sebastian a kiss in the air.
The blown kiss was met with several table knives thrown by Sebastian.
The silver table knife seemed to be very much loved by Sebastian, but this way of fighting was indeed a bit cruel in terms of the consumption of tableware of the Phantomhive family.
"Grimmjow, don't follow his example. This way of fighting, which wastes food and utensils, is not elegant."
Xingyan leaned on Grimmjow's shoulder, looked at the battle that had already begun, and shook his head to express his disgust.
Grell, who had torn off his butler's uniform and taken out the Grim Reaper chainsaw, was chasing Sebastian and chopping him, while giving him kisses and confessions of love.
Sebastian's response was to send knives flying everywhere, but because of the threat of the chainsaw, there was not much progress.
"The weapons used by the death god of this world are so clumsy and weak."
Grimmjow also expressed disdain when he looked at Grell's chainsaw.
He had often caused trouble for the funeral home before, so he had fought with that guy many times.
Although the appearance does not meet his aesthetic standards, the Grim Reaper's scythe from Europe is in line with the legends of this world.
But what the hell is that chainsaw, this thing...
Does the god of death in this world work as a gardener on the side?
Especially when Sebastian threw a coat and jammed the chainsaw, Grimmjow really felt that he had misunderstood the funeral home before.
At least, the guy in the funeral house is a god of death who has some strength and can fight normally.
The one we see now should be quite capable in combat, but his mental state is a little unstable...
"There's nothing to see over there, let's take a look at Ciel's side. Guess how Madam Red will die?"
Xingyan reached out and pinched Grimmjow's face, asking him to look towards the side where Ciel and Madam Red were confronting each other.
As for Madam Red, she will definitely die today, but it is still unclear how she will die.
The original plot has been shattered, and Charles' behavior over the past two years has long been different from the original plot. Will Madam Red still be reluctant to do it...
It’s really hard to say.
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