Jack the Ripper

Crimes

there more than a century

Jack the Ripper

kept their mystery.

This is a fiction

on these events.

History is the result Research

archives the Ministry of Interior,

from criminologists

and Scotland Yard.

The early hours of the day

Friday, August 31, 1888,

a prostitute

was brutally murdered.

She was Mary Ann Nichols.

His death announced

the reign of assassin

Jack the Ripper.

A murder has been committed!

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"80 000 prostitutes

"A national disgrace ...

"Crime is a way of life "?

It is true, Mr. O'Connor.

We are not a tabloid.

Our circulation has not he grown?

It is a murder, Bates.

It could be a cause.

Killing whores every month.

Precisely.

It's a jungle:

Poles, French, Jews.

It could be worse.

It would take a spark

for the East End ignites.

Like that.

I come from Scotland Yard ...

Abberline they put on the spot.

- Sir?

- Silence.

- What?

- Abberline is the case.

For a f***ing murdered?

Abberline is the best.

What does that mean?

The East End is impossible

to master, Mr. O'Connor.

Police loses its Latin

do not you think?

August 31, 1888

Hello, Sergeant.

- Hello.

- George.

- Where is Abberline?

- Bottom.

Hello, Bill.

Where is the inspector?

In 5, sergeant.

George?

Commissioner Arnold wants to see you.

Arnold?

He knows where I am?

And it is probably not

only to Scotland Yard.

Read this.

"The police are exceeded?"

Find a razor.

What did the great sachem?

The chief commissioner

wants me to rest.

He calls it "rest"?

I like Whitechapel.

Much better because you will end up

transferred for good.

After a successful career.

With you, it is not a glass

but the bottle ...

Okay.

You said what you had to say.

- Give it.

- I wanted the time.

Four hours.

What are you doing?

In your opinion?

I wash the blood.

This is Inspector Abberline.

- Stand up straight.

- Sorry.

Order of the Inspector Spratling.

You know what it was?

An exhibit.

That's why you're here?

And you are?

Benjamin Bates Star.

Why Yard handles he

a little murder?

Cares my readers.

Come in.

Chief Superintendent Arnold.

Close the door.

Abberline who sent there?

I, as the chief investigators.

The Prefect will he

able to collect more?

There were riots last year.

It criticized the prefect

The "Bloody Sunday".

The Prime Minister

has not forgotten.

What is the relationship?

I believe

qu'Abberline still drinking.

You gave the case an alcoholic.

Take a chair.

Murder?

It is a way of seeing.

And removed the uterus

and kidneys.

This is not a murder

but a massacre.

Dr. Llewellyn last night

you said

she had undergone an operation.

An abortion?

No such thing.

But why a "transaction"?

This is more than a slash.

We see enough here, believe me.

I was stationed here 14 years.

The flesh was torn,

slashed with great force.

- However ...

- What?

The cuts are insured

as clinics.

It is a surgeon?

We save lives, not otherwise.

None of my colleagues

would such incisions.

This is nonsense in medicine.

He knows the human body,

though?

Know the anatomy,

not be a doctor.

Boucher, maybe.

Thank you,

I will not detain you longer.

The investigative hearing is tomorrow?

Indeed.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Tomorrow?

How does one file

at the hearing tomorrow?

You can not.

We should not do?

I do not know but it smells

and it does not come to the place.

At the first time tomorrow

lists the medics,

vets, butchers, barbers,

those who wield the blade

within a radius of 8 km.

I want to know where they were

last night and why.

And usurers, macs, the nasty?

Also. And information-you

our friend the doctor.

Llewellyn?

This is the local coroner.

That's it. Read the report

the officer.

Good evening.

Apparently, he examined the girl

twice last night.

Twice?

But was gutted!

We would do well

find the author of this report:

Inspector John T. Spratling.

Put yourself at ease ...

Make yourself at home.

What is it?

I am looking for a policeman.

Very funny.

By an inspector, Spratling.

You found it.

Sergeant Godley Scotland Yard.

Scotland Yard, you see it.

An investigator hardcore

to show us

how to work.

Here they make the tea.

And inspectors?

Abberline.

I need an office.

One is disgusting.

Sergeant Kerby, is not it?

George drinks his sweet tea.

Not me.

Hello, Jack.

Does it work matters?

Should perhaps not say?

Why did you come back?

- The Nichols case.

- What?

Mary Ann Nichols, a prostitute,

murdered yesterday in Bucks Row.

Dr. Llewellyn has examined

before thee, there is 16 hours.

She was gutted.

It belongs to you?

There were bruises

on the lower jaw

On the left, approximately 2.5 cm

under the jaw,

left an incision ending

7.5 cm from the bone to the right.

Like this.

This cut of about 20 cm

was thrust forward with such force

it reached the neck bone.

You do nothing?

We are not ready.

I want to see who is there.

Dr. Llewellyn, did you

describes all the injuries?

The abdomen was opened ribs ...

The journalist has a boyfriend.

Bates.

Seen on the premises.

I know.

But who is the other?

To the great hat?

An artist?

Or an anarchist, but not here.

Dr. Llewellyn, nature

injury means she

medical knowledge?

The bodies would not

be collected and

without any knowledge anatomy.

A doctor?

Silence!

I am the investigator

charge of the case,

I would like an adjournment.

No.

I had less than 24 hours.

- Want more time?

- Yes, sir.

I thought this

was a bit rushed.

Silence!

This hearing is adjourned sine die

at the request of the police

to obtain other parts.

Thank you, sir.

What he plays?

He digs his grave.

Get me a cab.

- Where are you going?

- See his head.

Indeed.

He requested an adjournment.

This Spratling, it is fast?

You will not oust Abberline?

If in fact a novel,

The sooner the better.

Respectfully,

Press jubilera.

This is already the case, Mr. Arnold.

This is the plague or cholera.

- I'll talk to him.

- He will listen?

This, Mr. Reeve.

I assure you.

1st September 1888

There was no time!

The prefect needs arrest.

Not in a week Now!

And you know why?

"The police trample" "No Track"

"The East End prey to anarchy!"

What do you think?

I can not answer for the press!

But to me, if

and I want results!

And why, Mr. Commissioner?

She had no enemies

and there was no rape.

It was cut to pieces!

The killer or just someone?

Sit, Frederick.

Of malt.

Thank you, not now.

It is the same race, both.

We left bottom.

You're inspector since when?

That's 14 years.

You should be commissioner.

To play the game,

whether cover.

You do that, you?

We are pawns

you, me, the whore.

And all around us,

there are kings and queens.

We can not win.

You should know.

Bury this case, Frederick.

We will meet at Scotland Yard.

No, George.

I'm coming.

Here Mr. Abberline.

- You know me?

- From reputation.

My visions have been useful

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