A Weird Theater That Started In London Chapter 6

　　 12 noon.

　　 East London, Whitechapel District.

　　 As carriages drove in, this dark alley became extremely lively.

　　 "Let's let it go, let it all spread out!"

　　 "We will notify you when necessary, and publicize the case to all sectors of society. Please don't gather here to obstruct the case."

　　 Outside the isolation line, a dozen police officers waved red warning sticks to signal the group of newspaper reporters holding the sketchbook not to approach.

Not far away, in the middle of the alley, an old man wearing tortoiseshell glasses is telling his subordinates how to investigate: "Send a few groups of plain clothes to the nearby tavern for dirty activities to ask, who was missing last night, he is 5.5 Feet or so, wearing a silk soft hat."

　　The words fell, he paused, staring at the deceased, and added: "I liked to wear a slutty black inner skirt during his lifetime."

　　 "Received, Mr. Vincent."

　　 "Master, it's raining soon. Go back to the office for coffee first. We will definitely get things done."

　　 The three high-ranking police officers raised their hands to salute the old man, with a respectful look, because the old gentleman in front of him is a reinventor of Scotland Yard—

　　 Eleven years ago, some high-level people colluded with criminals to set up a gambling bank and were exposed. Among them, four of the five police detective departments appeared in court for trial.

　　 In order to repair the damaged reputation of the police, Harvard Vincent reorganized Scotland Yard and established a Criminal Investigation Division to handle major cases.

　　 In the end, Scotland Yard regained the trust of London citizens, and as the advocate and implementer of the bill, Mr. Vincent was naturally respected.

However, as he got older, the old man became more and more irritable. In the face of everyone's favor, he bluntly recounted: "Asshole thing, what kind of office is back, I should have stuffed your heads into the toilet long ago, and be sober." one time."

　　 "At the time of the report, didn't you tell me that the case was complicated and there was no breakthrough? Why did Mr. Lu Li find the clue in only half an hour!"

　　 The more the old man said, the more angry he became, and the more he felt that he had to fire some guys.

　　 However, for Lu Li who was standing not far away in a daze, he didn't care about other people's praise. After all, a passer-by who could only stay here for five days didn't need to care about fame or money.

　　 In addition to solving the case, everything is a cloud.

　　 ticking...

　　 A haze enveloped the city all day long. The sky was so gray that no sunlight was visible, and the thick fog had brewed all morning, and finally it rained at noon.

　　 "Lord, thanks to you for this matter, otherwise, we will have to fiddle with Scotland Yard for a while before we can get on the right track."

　　 At this time, Vincent, who had finished explaining the business, walked over quickly holding an umbrella.

　　 "You have a reputation."

　　 Lu Li is not interested in dealing with a strange old man, even if the relationship between the two has always been good in his memory, he still feels very responsive.

　　 "Let's have lunch together?"

　　 "Sorry... I don't have any appetite."

　　 Within a few words, Lu Li successfully killed a topic.

　　 At this time, Vincent also noticed that he was not very interested, and said warmly: "Well, if there is any progress in the case, I will send someone to contact you. It's raining heavily outside, so take this umbrella."

　　 "Also, don't forget how much to eat."

　　 "Well, please take care of it..."

　　 Lu Li said vaguely.

　　 Seeing such a disgusting scene, who is still in the mood to eat, at least he has made up his mind not to eat **** steak in the next few days.

　　 Not long after, Vincent rode a carriage away. Judging from the direction, it should be Whitehall Street.

　　 After all, as the chief officer of a department, it is impossible for the old man to devote all his energy to a murder case. If it were not for the bad impact of the case, and the police chief of the district declared that he was unable to solve the case, it is estimated that he would not even write an invitation letter.

　　 Time slowly passed, and the rain continued to patter. Not only did it show no signs of stopping, it became more intense.

　　 And the sludge was washed into the sewer along with the blood stains, and Lu Li couldn't help but cover his nose with the unspeakable smell.

　　 "Be steady!"

　　 "Quick, add another layer."

　　 At this time, Winsley's voice came from the alley.

　　 At this moment, he is organizing manpower to wrap the female body tightly in oil cloth. It seems that he intends to take it back to the police station and ask the doctor for an autopsy.

　　 "Mr. Detective, where are you going? Go to the police station together, or should I send someone to drive you back to Baker Street?"

　　 In fact, Wensley has been paying attention to Lu Li, and when he saw him cast his gaze, he immediately responded. It's a pity that this guy's voice is a little loud, so that the newspaper reporters who are standing outside the cordon can hear it.

　　 For a time, the shouts kept on.

　　 "Far East Wizard, come and have a few words!"

　　 "Lord, I can ask you two questions at most, so I can talk to the editor when I go back."

　　The wizard of the Far East, the savior of Scotland Yard, the Lord Hawkeye... these extremely second-rate titles are all nicknames given to the original by this group of unscrupulous writers.

　　 It turns out that one slap won't make a sound.

　　In his memory, the original body is a guy who has a strong desire to perform and is eager to be sought after, so every time he helps the police solve a case, he will take the initiative to accept interviews.

　　 However, this has nothing to do with the current Lu Li. He glanced at the newspaper reporter who was beckoning to him, and was too lazy to bother, and walked straight to the police convoy: "Go to the Whitechapel District Police Station. Is there a place for you to house idlers?"

　　 "Of course, the UU Reading www.uukanshu.com police station has just been expanded the year before, and there are many rooms."

　　 Winsley greeted him, but while talking, he secretly gestured to the colleague who was standing by the cordon.

　　The leader knew instantly, leading a dozen of his subordinates to line up, and turning his back to the alley, blocking the view of the reporter with his body.

　　 After all, being famous for detectives means that Scotland Yard is incompetent. The reason is very simple. If they are really capable, why ask for off-site assistance.

　　 What's more, reporters always like to exaggerate facts and use gimmicks to make money. They don't care about Scotland Yard's reputation for painstaking efforts.

　　 A few minutes later, everything was ready. The body was wrapped in two layers of tarp and loaded into the last carriage.

　　 In front of the team, Lu Li shook the water droplets on the umbrella, lowered his head and got into the spacious carriage, looked at Wensley and asked, "Next, what are your plans?"

　　 "Send plainclothes police to find out the identity of the deceased, and send the body to a trusted doctor for autopsy to clarify the time and cause of death."

　　 Wensley spread his hands, he was also very anxious, eager to arrest the murderer as soon as possible.

　　 But what makes people feel helpless is that the next work is very cumbersome. Although there is no need to order anything specifically (the police officer knows what to do), you have to wait time and wait patiently.

　　 Give it to the doctor for anatomy?

　　 Lu Li was taken aback, and asked with surprise, "Is there no forensic officer in the White Church area?"

　　 "There was one, but unfortunately, I quit my job some time ago to open a clinic in Atlantic City."

　　 "Well, is there a suitable candidate?"

　　 "Professor Duke, have you ever heard of this name? He is currently a professor of medicine at King's College."

　　The words fell, and the figure of an inch-headed man appeared in Lu Li's mind.

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