Chapter 17 The Resonance of a Detective

In the living room, sat three well-dressed men.

They chatted and drank coffee.

""A Study in Scarlet" is undoubtedly a very good mystery novel, and the narrative technique is perfect."

"Mr. Lu Li, have you really seen it?"

Conan Doyle felt a little surprised, and could even be said to be flattered.

"Of course, the structure of the first and second chapters of this book is very novel. The perspectives are constantly switching between Watson, friends, and Sherlock Holmes. It is indeed done, allowing the characters to be presented in multiple dimensions in front of readers."

It's good that Lu Li didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, Mr. Conan Doyle blushed instantly. He hurriedly swallowed the snacks brought to his mouth, and said frankly: "Hahaha, when I first tried this way of writing, I was worried that I would receive some Readers' sharp criticism, unfortunately, the result was worse than expected, and almost no one cares about it..."

At the beginning, in order to write this short story well, he spent three whole weeks, constantly polishing, deleting and revising.

As a result, manuscripts were repeatedly rejected.

It was hard to find a buyer who was willing to publish it in the annual magazine, and in the end, he gave himself a minimum reward of 25 pounds.

It can be called black history.

Fortunately, my small clinic still has some business, so I won't be reduced to sleeping on the street.

At this time, Duke, who was sitting on the other side of the sofa and couldn't get in the way, restrained his expression, and said in a deep voice: "You will definitely succeed, I firmly believe in this."

Although he has never read Sherlock Holmes, he knows the greatness of the name.

A hundred years later, the Royal Society of Chemistry awarded him the title of Honorary Fellow, and the royal family decided to award him a knighthood.

At the same time, he is also one of the most frequently put on-screen literary images in the world, second only to the vampire Dracula in the number of appearances.

And this legendary character was created by the gentleman in front of him.

If it weren't for worrying about being too abrupt, Duke would have the cheek to ask for an autograph.

At this moment, Conan Doyle felt that Lu Li and Duke sitting next to him were his confidantes in life, and his smile became more and more sincere: "You two are absurd, I'm just an amateur novelist."

Next, the three men started a new round of business bragging, and even made an appointment to go hunting together in the countryside after catching Jack the Ripper.

The premise is that there is time.

However, even though he talked with the idols in the eyes of countless detective fans, Lu Li did not forget his mission. He told Conan Doyle the situation at the morgue and the autopsy report, combined with his personal views, hoping to get some pertinent suggestions.

"It's brilliant, in fact, if it were me, it would be very difficult to do this step."

"However, you left out a few details, of course, just as a supplement to support your reasoning."

Talking about business, Conan Doyle subconsciously took out the pipe and put it in his mouth, then rubbed the sliced ​​grass a few times and stuffed it into the bowl.

Cha, cha...

The match was struck a few times on the special paper, and white smoke rose, followed by a series of tedious operations.

One can tell at a glance that this is an old smoker. The whole process seems to have been rehearsed countless times. It is methodical and very enjoyable.

It made Lu Li suspect that he was a fake detective for a while, and he couldn't even smoke a pipe.

At the same time, Conan Doyle also started his own reasoning: "First, as far as I know, the left hands of the two victims were placed on their chests by the murderer."

"I therefore come to the same conclusion as you, that the murderer was contemptuous of the dead."

Lu Li didn't interrupt, and silently listened to Conan Doyle's analysis of the case.

"The left hand is placed in front of the chest. It is a military salute that has only become popular in recent years. It represents the highest respect, absolute obedience and loyalty to the superior. By doing this, Jack the Ripper undoubtedly regards himself as a superior person. Ask victims to see themselves as gods."

After finishing speaking, he gently pressed the floating ash firmly with a pressing stick, then lit another match, and slowly drew circles around the bowl while taking a deep breath.

Seeing this, Duke felt a little redundant sitting next to the two bosses. In order to show his presence, he couldn't help asking: "So, do you have any other discoveries?"

He was pumping vigorously, but was suddenly interrupted, which made Conan Doyle a little uncomfortable: "Hey, don't you two have a little?"

"..."

Lu Li spread his hands and was speechless for a while. He suspected that some prohibited substances were mixed in the shredded tobacco, or that this gentleman was really addicted to cigarettes.

"Okay, I'll move on to my humble opinion."

Conan Doyle hesitated for a moment, and finally made up his mind to put down his pipe.

"As you have analyzed before, the main purpose of the murderer's excessive behavior on the corpse after killing the victim is to vent his anger."

"Therefore, after accepting Mr. George Lasker's invitation, I went to the Whitechapel District Police Station, hoping to find something from the body, but a police officer said that the body was temporarily placed in King's College, Dublin Professor Ke."

After finishing speaking, he shifted his gaze to Duke who was beside him. After all, they are both doctors, so they should have a lot of common topics——

Determining age from the pubic symphysis

Rectal temperature measurement to determine time of death

Birth scars to judge whether you are pregnant

These theories are very novel, if true, it will definitely be regarded as a major breakthrough in the history of criminal investigation.

Unfortunately, there is no time to talk about this right now, but there will always be a chance.

Conan Doyle thought so, and then continued to speak: "Before this, I guessed that the murderer would commit the crime out of some kind of impulse, but I didn't expect that he was out of disgust for the drowning of children by Liu Ying."

"In the end, I don't think the murderer is necessarily a doctor, but maybe a painter."

painter?

Lu Li was proud of his empathy with Mr. Conan Doyle, but unexpectedly, this gentleman came up with another conjecture.

"You said that the victim was killed with a single blow. The wounds after death seem to be messy, but there are traces to follow. This shows that Jack the Ripper knows the structure of the human body very well." Conan Doyle saw his doubts, so he took the initiative to explain: "It is essential for a painter to be familiar with the anatomy of the human body."

artist = lunatic

If you are not crazy and behave exactly like a normal person, you cannot be called a good artist.

Well, Lu Li admits that he doesn't know much about this profession, and even has preconceived ideas, but this just shows that the painter is indeed suspected of committing the crime.

"Of course, this is just a personal guess. The murderer may be a barber. They also know some surgical knowledge. Therefore, no one dares to guarantee it until the truth is revealed."

As the saying goes, sophistication.

In fact, Conan Doyle does have a set of views that can stand.

"Papa papa!"

"I don't know if there are other detectives who can analyze the case so thoroughly and precisely..."

Applause came from the hall.

Duke, who was in a daze the whole time, was awakened. He raised his head in dissatisfaction, thinking: Why is someone eavesdropping again.