She stood in the moonlight.
Her long black hair was blowing in the wind.
Her eyes were dark, as dark as the night was.
The faint howling of a dog could still be heard, then the streets of England fell silent.
~

"Bocchan, it's time to get up."
His butler went to the window and opened the curtains.
A low moan came from his master.
He turned around and smiled at this.
"Bocchan, you don't have time for such jokes. There's a lot to do today."
The boy in bed sat up and looked sleepily at him.
"I've had to do the same thing ever since the queen took office. I don't feel like it anymore."
His butler laughed.
"No, not today."
When the boy heard this, he woke up on the spot and listened carefully to his butler.
"Tonight," he began, "two murders were committed. One of a woman and the other of her dog."
The young earl had to grin.
"A new ripper?"
"No, not directly, Bocchan. A simple murderer. But despite everything. The police can't find any leads."
"So a new ripper after all.", Replied the boy, turned to the edge of the bed and got up.
Then he went to his butler and had him change his clothes.
"Is breakfast already ready, Sebastian?"
"Certainly, Bocchan. As always. By the way, you have visitors this afternoon."
"Visit? Who?"
His butler just grinned.
"You will see."
The smaller one just sighed.
"Sebastian, how often have we had that? I want to choose my new fiancée myself. According to the current rules, I can do that too!"
"No, no, I didn't mean that."
He knelt and looked his master in the eye.
"It's a colleague of ours."
"Oh well. Say that now."
Sebastian escorted his master to the dining room.
"I hope you mouthed it. The new one cooked it."
"He can't cook worse than Bard," said the nobleman and tried.
"As I said, it's not worse than Bards. But also not as good as yours. Still: It tastes good. Tell him about it."
He nodded.
“Would you like to try it?” The boy looked at him, but the man in clothes shook his head.
"No, I've already eaten. Thanks for the offer."
He looked at the clock.
"When do you plan to go to the crime scene?"
"I don't know. Now? Would be best. People always overreact when the wind gets."
Sebastian nodded again.
"Then I'll get the car once so that we can go straight away."
But a ringing threw a spanner in the works.
The boy looked at his butler, who just shrugged his shoulders and walked to the front door, only to be amazed to find that their visit had arrived a little too early.
"Jessica!", He only said whereupon the girl sighed.
"I thought, I'll allow myself to take you with me while I'm driving to the crime scene."
"How...?"
"Well the queen said I should give you a little help."
She laughed briefly, but immediately became serious again."Sebastian-itoko ~~"
He sighed and led her to the young gentleman.
"And who is it?" He asked without looking up.
Jessica stepped closer and breathed in his ear: "As naughty as ever, Ciel ..."
This instantly froze.
A grin crept onto the young girl's face.
"Anxiety?"
"W-how ... do you come up with it?", He replied to their question, albeit stuttering. He wasn't exactly scared, rather he felt the urge to have respect for her.
She hugged him.
"I'm not hurting you, you know that. Besides, I don't care how you treat me. Better hurry up with the food, otherwise the queen will think you're even less sane. And don't say you are hungry like I am see that you are still hungry. "
She read from him again and went to Sebastian, talked a little more with him while Ciel finished eating.
Then he got up, Sebastian got his jacket and all three went to Jessica's car.
Their butler opened the car door for them and after they got in they drove off.
"So why are you there so early?"
"You weren't listening properly, did you? She thinks you're insane. Don't ask me why I haven't the slightest idea."
"She's just pretty senile, I guess. Or she hasn't read my files enough."
"Yes that can be, Ciel. But I think she would have a heart attack more likely. Anyway, she thinks you are a child. I can't blame her, but I still think it's unfair Mystery."
"As I said, she is senile."
They were now at the crime scene and examined the woman's body.
Ciel looked at the chief of police.
"She was probably killed going midnight. And very likely by a black-haired woman we found a hair. It was very long."
"Thank you for this information, but I would be more interested in whether you know if there were any witnesses."
"No, there weren't any. Not according to our information."
"Suspect group?"
"None created yet."
"Sebastian!"
Ciel turned to his butler
"Create a suspect-"
"No longer necessary, sir. I already have."
He gave him a list, it wasn't particularly long.
"You ... suspect your cousin? She's investigating the case."
"Well, that doesn't mean anything, I would say."
"But well ... A Michaelis?"
"Why not?"
"Oh forget it. So ... I want you to interview every single one of them. And remember, women are very smart."
"Yes, my Lord." With these words Sebastian was gone.
"You have a very ... amazing butler, little O_o," said the inspector, astonished.
"Oh, he should be able to do that as a butler, especially from the Phantomhives. Where have we been? Oh, right. The injuries are a bit reminiscent of the Jack the Ripper inflicted on women. Another vital point, only this is it Paint the heart.And it's missing. "
"You are talking almost as if you have seen all of this."
"No, I only have a lot of time to read and the rest of me I'm already 19."
"Oh, sorry."
"No problem."
The Phantomhive turned to the corpse.
"And the pattern too. What was her job?"
"Prostitute."
"That means we are dealing with someone who is very," he paused for a moment and considered. "How should you say? Who is ripper-obsessed. And then a woman too. That restricts the circle even more than before. Jessica! Will you come for a moment ?!"
She went to him.
"What is?"
"Where were you tonight at the time of the crime?"
"How now? You suspect ME ?! But why D :?"
"Don't riot, just tell me."
"I sat on the plane and slept D:"
"For sure?"
"certainly."
She pulled a ticket out of her pocket.
"That should be proof enough. Now tell me why you suspect me of all people."
"Because you are one of the few women who know about medicine AND rippers."
"Jack the Ripper? The only thing I know is that he stole his victims but otherwise ..."
"Really?"
"YES! D: Oke well, I also know who it was but I'm not so sure about that."
The inspector became more attentive.
"And who?"
"A woman. Angelina or something ... I know her better than Madame Red. Ciel, you know who I'm talking about, don't you?"
"And how I know that D:"
The older man looked at her in astonishment.
Her testimony was very precise, and it said the same thing on file. But where did she get this information from? That was also the next thing he asked.
"From confidential sources.", The black-haired woman only said, winking at Ciel.
Sebastian came back.
"So ... we can strike out all but 3."
"Wow, I only have 2 left, your cousin is falling out."
"Phew ~ I thought ... well then there are only two more, one has no alibi and the other is not waterproof."
"Then I would check the supposed alibi."
"I already did, but it's true. Only at a ball can you easily run away without anyone noticing."
"Right."
The Phantomhive sighed.
"You just have to think about Ripper, don't you Sebastian? That seems very suspicious to me. We will watch them for a few days."
"As you wish, Bocchan."
"Yes, I wish it. Rather, it is an order."
"It's okay. Now what?"
"Look at the body and try to find another lead."
Again the inspector looked at the boy in amazement.
"How is he supposed to find something? Without devices and everything, I mean. That is as good as impossible."
"It's my butler. He should be able to do something like that. You also give your own testimony a qualification. Almost does not mean that it is completely impossible."
Jessica now went to the corpse and looked Sebastian in the eyes.
"Itoko-chan, do you happen to have a magnifying glass?"
"Sure, but what do you need them for?"
He handed it to her and she stuck it under his nose.
On the woman's clothing there were unnatural traces and especially fingerprints of various people."So if I should already see that without it, you should definitely do it."
"I'm just older than you. But you're right."
He waved the others over to them.
"Examine the traces.", The superintendent gave out
"Not necessary. The tracks belong to her."
Michaelis showed them a picture.
"I just have to compare the prints. So we have the perpetrator. We have Friday that means ... the next crime will take place on a Saturday. In a week."
"How do you know that ?! You're just a butler!"
"Well, my family has served the Phantomhives for thousands of years. Each of them has kept sufficient books on the crimes in the underworld. And since we have a similar pattern here to the Rippers, I think the days of the crime will also be the same."
"Okay. Time?"
"Around midnight."
"Well, we'll keep an eye out then."
Sebastian rose again. Ciel sighed. "Take the body away ... Jessy, Sebastian we're going."
They nodded and followed him like two dogs.
"Well, we're going to a hotel today. For the few hours. Today there is company again, I must go there."
"Shall I get your things, sir?"
"Sure, Sebastian. And ... bring some more tea. They leave a lot to be desired."
They got back into the car, Ciel and Jessica got out at the hotel and Sebastian drove to the property.
"Ciel ... what happened to your city estate?"
"We're already here."
He pointed to the sign. On this one was written Motel Funtom.
"How now? You ... have switched to catering?"
"You just have to be flexible in these times. Economic crises and so on."
"I know ... but you have