A Weird Theater That Started In London

At nine o'clock in the morning, Lu Li quietly returned to King's College.

Earlier today, he had assisted Duke in transporting the unnamed female corpse to the autopsy room, so he had a fairly good understanding of the layout of the university.

It took about fifteen minutes to successfully arrive at the No. 2 dissecting room.

Bernard, go and get the pot you used last time, remember to open the window for ventilation.

The voice came from inside.

Through the transparent glass window on the door, Lu Li saw a shocking scene: setting up the pot, adding water, lighting the coal with small pieces of wood...

The whole set of movements looks extremely skillful, and indeed has the posture of a professional.

Lu Li reckoned that he would be able to smell the smell of meat in a short time.

However, the two of them stewed the victim!

Destroy corpses and wipe out traces?

Terrible thoughts came to mind one after another. At this time, I can't delay any longer.

Lu Li broke into the door directly, and grabbed the coat rack beside him, Duke, what are you doing?

Which idiot came in without knocking, uh, Lu Li, why are you back?

Seeing that the autopsy was interrupted, Duke subconsciously wanted to exhale, but when he saw the person coming, his unreserved aura instantly disappeared.

Bernard paled: ...

By cooking the pelvis, according to the shape of the pubic symphysis, the age of the deceased can be judged.

This is the personal experience of his mentor, Professor Duke, without any convincing force.

In other words.

This method lacks the recognition of the industry, and the two of them are indeed suspected of desecrating the dead by doing so.

Sir, please listen to my explanation...

In a flash of thought, Bernard had an idea. He spread his palms, ready to make up a white lie, and stabilize the witnesses first.

Duke came back to his senses, shifted his gaze to the coat rack in Lu Li's hand, and hurriedly shouted, My friend, don't get me wrong!

Hearing this, Lu Li let go of his weapon, his eyes were puzzled and there was a trace of inquiry, was he doing a forensic examination just now?

Until now, he still feels unbelievable.

Although I haven't known Duke for a long time, he probably isn't the kind of person who is good at backstabbing.

All the tests that can be done are over, and only the last one remains... Duke wiped his forehead, and quickly explained: The shape of the teeth and pubic symphysis can help the forensic doctor infer the age of the deceased.

According to the degree of wear and tear on the occlusal surfaces of the first and second molars, I speculate that the deceased was between 23 and 27 years old, and the exact age needs to be further observed. Bernard was helping to boil away the useless human tissue in the pelvis just now...

Duke explained a lot, and barely got Lu Li's approval. Now that the matter had developed, Bernard also realized that the visitor in front of him knew his mentor.

Two gentlemen, please talk slowly, I have to leave beforehand.

Seeing his flustered expression, as if he had survived the catastrophe, Duke also knew that the kid was quite frightened, so he simply waved his hand: Remember to close the door.

In this way, the farce ended, and the No. 2 dissecting room finally returned to silence.

However, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

The two stared at each other.

Duke was restless, half because of anxiety, half because of helplessness:

Frankly speaking, apart from dissecting corpses, he really doesn't do much.

But Lu Li was different. When he encountered an accident in the classroom, among the forty people, Lu Li was the calmest, and his identity as a detective helped him intervene in the case.

Brother, don't you believe it? The two of us are definitely brothers and sisters. If I, Old Du, lie to you, my mother will definitely die suddenly.

Not long ago, he had just been put together by Scotland Yard, and the sense of distrust in his heart soared, and everyone felt suspicious.

However, Lu Li also noticed Duke's gaze. Seeing his anxious face, he was relieved instead.

Okay, let's not talk about that for now.

I want to ask you a question, whether these two victims have ever been pregnant, specifically, whether they have had abortion experience.

After finishing speaking, Lu Li turned his attention to the wooden frame beside him, where there was a smooth pelvis. If he guessed correctly, it should be the remains of the previous victim.

Why do you ask this suddenly?

Seeing that the misunderstanding was cleared up, Duke regained his composure, casually put the processed pelvis on the dissecting table, and said to himself, I didn't notice this when I was dissecting the corpse yesterday afternoon.

Most women who have given birth will have one or several pea-sized, sunken bone grooves on the back of the pubic symphysis, which we call the birth scar.

This is it!

Hearing this, Lu Li quickly bent down and looked along the area Duke indicated.

As he says, the dorsal face of the bone does have four indentations of a distinctly different color than the rest of the area.

Obviously, the victim was pregnant and gave birth successfully. Duke didn't understand Lu Li's intentions, but in order to show his sincerity, he took the initiative to remind: Actually, don't consider the possibility of abortion.

In this era in Europe, abortion is very backward. It's almost nonsense. The most effective method is to eat sativa, but after eating, pregnant women will basically die.

This wave of popular science was in place, and it really allowed Lu Li to rule out one possibility. He nodded and asked, Since that's the case, what should I do if the Orioles get pregnant by accident? Send them to an orphanage?

Give them away, drown them, burn them to death, as long as they don't add burden to their lives.

Duke shrugged. As a doctor, the original owner had of course come into contact with many patients who requested abortions, so he was no stranger to this phenomenon.

Okay, I'm done talking, now let's talk about your new discovery, after all, the cooperation is a win-win situation.

After finishing speaking, he stared at Lu Li with burning eyes, as if he met a dad who could fly him during the final exam.

According to the current clues, the murderer is very likely to be a doctor. No matter how bad it is, he has received relevant training and has anti-investigation capabilities.

Seeing this, Lu Li didn't hesitate, and took the lead in expressing his first guess, and looked up at Duke.

After all, it is inevitable that there will be omissions in one person's analysis of the problem, and mutual proof is the correct answer.

No problem. There are very few professional forensic doctors in this era. Once the police encounter an unsolved case, they usually ask a surgeon to help identify it. If the murderer is really a doctor, it is not difficult to understand why this guy is so confident. After all, he is an insider. .”

As he said, Duke picked up an iron rod and stirred it in the boiling water. In the cauldron was a half-cooked pelvis.

This scene made Lu Li feel weird. Could it be this kid who is the murderer?

Of course, it's just an illusion.

Because from the point of view of time, Jack the Ripper committed the murder the night before they crossed over.