Reincarnated Into Yuukoku No Moriarty

The Phantom Of Whitechapel

[Hi, I'm back I guess? I've been thinking for a long time now. 'What is Mori's fate?' I asked to myself. The answer is still unclear. And so, the ideas will only pop out when I start writing. I will never know myself until the day comes when I write the final chapter.

Another thing is, I've found out English is much more complicated than it seems. Scottish accent, British accent, American accent, the speech 'upper class' and 'lower class' uses, There's no way a none native English speaker like me can recognize them. The best I could do is mix them all up because hey, let's be honest. They're still English. Regarding spelling and grammar, RIP.]

In a tall unfinished brick building with barely any doors or windows, a group of men seated with four candles illuminate the dim room they choose to hide. Eight people were present. "We are all in agreement! When we find a suitable prostitute, we can killing her and start 'ripping' the corpse." One of the man said.

"Is there a prostitute you have in mind?"

A middle aged man with small neat black moustache take the liberty to answer. "With the situation outside, I doubt any of them will be standing around on the street..."

"That's not a problem" His sentence was cut off by another person wearing a driving cap. "Prostitutes can be lured with money whenever you want them to go. That is why we chose to go after them in the first place."

"Right... I had almost forgotten."

"I swear, those blokes haven't the slightest hint of ethics."

"Hahaha, they should be happy knowing they are dying for the revolution."

"Anyone against moving forward like this? Didn't think so... Then let's move forward with the plan..."

"Wait!" One of them stands up, alerted. "I heard something..." Slowly, two black robed figures entered their sight, but the candles aren't a big help to their sight. "?!"

"Who are you?! Show yourselves!"

William and Louise look at them with discontent. "My name... I made a promise not to reveal it. However, people also call me... 'The Lord of Crimes' if that rings a bell." William smirked beneath the hooded robe.

"!"

"The Lord of Crimes...?!"

"I am here to punish you... for the crimes of Jack The Ripper... or rather for the serial killings of prostitutes." William stated clearly, not even sugar-coating anything.

"He... He knows everything!" The panicked man now sweating in bullets.

"Calm down." Moustache guy interfere. "If you are in fact the Lord of Crimes, you must be misunderstanding something. There is no reason for us to fight... so please put your weapons away. Whether true or false, we have heard a lot about your brilliant schemes... The goal of which seems to be the same as ours..." He stands up facing them "REVOLUTION! Isn't that so?!" William's red orbs glares the man. "By cleaning up just two low lives who were a burden to society...  we managed to spread chaos throughout the entire country!!"

"That's right!" The people behind moustache guy gave their support towards the idea.

"Without taking out any government official... by sacrificing only some lowly prostitutes, we almost managed strike them a heavy blow! If we were to team up we would be unstoppable! We could do anything! What do you think?!" William's and Louise are still hidden in shadows, their expression is unknown to the other party.

"...so what you are saying is... That for the sake of revolution... you are justified in sacrificing the lives of the weakest among us?"

[ARGH! HE SAID AMONGUS! щ( °ロ°щ) ]