A Weird Theater That Started In London

After losing the eyeball, the face of the corpse will deform, and the loss of teeth will exacerbate this phenomenon. Therefore, the time-consuming but effective method of asking nearby residents to come and identify the corpse is absolutely unworkable.

However, it did not prevent Lu Li from making the most basic reasoning.

Judging from the size of the deceased, she was an adult woman with a slightly plump body.

The clothes all over his body were stained with blood, his abdomen was rotted and blackened, and he couldn't bear to stare at him.

The letter said that the deceased's money was not lost, so where is the money bag?

Lu Li's voice was a little trembling, but none of the people present dared to laugh, after all, their performance was not much better.

There are too many homeless people nearby. To prevent accidents, I put them away first.

An old police officer with a beard was afraid of being misunderstood, and quickly added: The colleagues present can testify that if there is a penny missing from the purse, I am willing to accept any punishment.

After he finished speaking, Lu Li put away the magnifying glass and asked bluntly, How much is it?

Nine pounds and fifteen pence.

The answer was different than expected.

The soles of the deceased's leather boots were severely worn, which shows that her financial situation was not ideal during her lifetime. How could she carry a huge sum of money with her?

You know, four pounds of freshly baked bread cost six shillings, and one pound equals twenty shillings, or two hundred and forty pence.

Judging from the memories he had inherited, Lu Li estimated that a single lady could live well in London with an income of only sixty pounds a year.

Because of this, it is very illogical for a lady in ordinary clothes to have property in her purse that does not match her identity and status.

Think about it.

Lu Li slowly bent down and continued to examine the nameless female corpse in front of him——

The victim was lying on his back on the ground, his face was bloody and he couldn't see his face clearly.

The neck was almost severed, which should be a fatal wound, and a laparotomy was brutally performed. There was a long and deep inverted V-shaped wound on the abdomen, and the internal organs were black and red.

Silk bonnet?

Soon, Lu Li noticed an inconspicuous detail. The dead man was wearing a soft hat in the shape of a coal bucket, with a few fake flowers dotted on it, which looked very delicate.

Generally speaking, this kind of small object is very popular with ladies, and it can be seen almost everywhere in Baker Street.

But now he was in Whitechapel, a slum full of homeless people.

After a moment of silence, Lu Li had a guess that could withstand scrutiny.

Wensli, who had been paying attention to Lu Li, saw his brows stretched, and immediately asked, Mr. Detective, do you have any new discoveries?

The deceased was a wandering warbler!

Because of professional needs, she tries to make herself as beautiful as possible every day, such as wearing a silk bonnet and a lace inner skirt.

Hearing this, the police officers nodded one after another. They have maintained law and order in the Whitechapel area for a long time, and more or less, they have all heard of some unscrupulous things.

But, you can't make so much money by attracting customers, right? If I remember correctly...

In the middle of speaking, Wensley stopped talking instantly and coughed a few times to cover up the embarrassment in his heart.

Facing the rhetorical question, Lu Li emphasized: The deceased was already dead in the early morning!

Think about it carefully, what kind of people would walk in the alleys at that time.

Night shift lady...

Wensley instinctively wanted to refute, but felt that it was unlikely to be a female worker. After all, who would wear a fancy hat to work the night shift in a factory?

As for the other police officers, they have been serving as background boards. As long as Mr. Detective does not ask questions, they will remain silent.

Looking left and right, seeing that no one was cooperating with him, Lu Li decided to continue the deduction:

At midnight, the victim was looking for guests in the narrow, dark alley.

At this time, a man with a cane appeared. This guy was very rich. Perhaps, there was a carriage parked behind him that symbolized wealth.

Soon, the two talked about everything, and the victim thought he was lucky. After all, it is not common to see rich men in the Whitechapel area.

However, what happened next made her regret it. She saw the man raised his left hand, which had been hidden behind his back, and the sharp blade gleamed coldly, and swiped across.

In an instant, she lost consciousness, and there was no struggle or fight in the middle, because everything was too short, and there was no time to react.

After the words fell, everyone fell silent.

Based on facts and many tiny clues, analyze, guess, and even deduce more clues until all the clues can form a complete logic.

This is the basic deductive method!

As long as the major and minor premises are correct and the logic is self-consistent, the conclusion will be infinitely close to the truth, or even consistent with the truth.

At this moment, Lu Li made another move. He walked quickly to the old policeman, his voice raised unconsciously, Can you give me the victim's purse?

Seeing this, everyone was a little restless. They wanted to know what kind of tricks this famous detective would perform——

In just half an hour, the problems that all the elites of Scotland Yard could not solve were sorted out. If it is not a trick, what could it be?

Thinking of this, the old police officer was so excited that he couldn't help himself, he grabbed a money bag from his pocket and handed it to Lu Li.

As expected, it's light to start with.

Sure enough, the murderer made a big move, not slapping a swollen face to pretend to be fat.

Lu Li sighed inwardly, then he pulled the knot and shook out a small handful of coins, nine of which shone with a dark golden light.

Nine pounds and fifteen pence. I guess that only fifteen pence really belonged to the victim. The other nine pounds were the bait thrown by the murderer to make her lose her vigilance.

The old policeman looked at a loss, where did he come to this conclusion? He looked around, all his colleagues were like this, but he couldn't think of a reason.

At this time, Lu Li put the deceased's belongings back into the purse, and asked in a deep voice, Officer Wensley, if you want to buy a valuable item, how will you pay for it?

ah?

Hearing this, Wensley was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to ask why.

As a result, when he raised his head, he met Lu Li's searching eyes.

It seems that Mr. Detective is not joking. Thinking of this, Wensley lowered his head and seriously thought about how to answer.

Dozens of seconds later.

If I wanted to buy a brand new bike, I'd probably save two months and spend the shillings I saved on... err!

Before he could finish his sentence, this guy immediately figured out the key points, and took the initiative to explain for Lu Li: Everyone, the murderer used safrin to pay for whoring! Presumably, he must not be short of money.

Since he can join Scotland Yard and maintain law and order in London, it means that none of the people present is mediocre.

After Wensley gave a hint, they all figured it out: in London, most people would use copper and silver coins to settle accounts, for example, Florin (two shillings), crown (five shillings); Flynn, made of gold, is small and easy to carry, equivalent to one pound, and is most suitable for nobles and wealthy businessmen who don't care about money.

An unsolved case where the identity of the deceased cannot be determined... any progress?

At this moment, the old policeman felt a sense of unreality in his heart. He never thought that he would find a breakthrough so easily.

And Lu Li shook his head, feeling very sorry for Scotland Yard's ability to handle the case: they only focused on the corpse itself, but ignored the subtleties.