Chapter 487

It was already dusk when the coach arrived at the place where the woman's body was salvaged.

Gregson left two men there to look after the body. They gave the poor child a blanket from the boatman so that she didn't have to be exposed to the eyes of the idle people around her. Now that's all they can do.

As the three stepped out of the carriage, Gregson noticed that there were already reporters in the crowd, fiddling with a big camera.

"These guys, like fleas, can't get rid of." Gregson muttered, not very happy, but there is no clue to the case so far. Maybe we can try to ask the newspaper to find the victim's family, so he went to the reporter.

On the other side, Holmes didn't rush to lift the blanket. Instead, he talked with the police who found the body, and then strolled around for a while. Then he walked slowly to the body.

Zhang Heng has covered his nose to check in silence.

The Thames River didn't smell very good. Before the 19th century, the river here was clear and full of fish and shrimp. However, with the expansion of the city after the industrial revolution, a large number of factories were built along the river, and the continuous inflow of industrial wastewater and domestic sewage made the environment on the Thames River worsen. In addition, the floating garbage on the water surface has become a real smelly water Ditch.

However, the government is obviously aware of the problem. It has built interceptive underground sewage system and sewers parallel to the Thames River to try to transfer the pollution from the urban area to the downstream as much as possible. It must be admitted that this method has also played a role.

Zhang Heng looked at it for a while. Like Gregson, what he could see from the corpse was limited.

Sherlock Holmes is right, and his observation ability is also excellent. However, he needs to have enough knowledge to support his reasoning. Apart from having no brain database like Sherlock Holmes, Zhang Heng's biggest problem is that his understanding of the Victorian era and the city is limited to books and movies, or one or two BBC documentaries.

As a layman, this knowledge may be enough, but it is obviously not enough to use this knowledge to solve the case.

For example, Holmes can judge a person's brand and place of origin of cigarettes by clothes or ashes on the ground. Zhang Heng may also notice the details that ordinary people can't notice, but he doesn't know what brand of cigarettes there are in this era, so he can't complete the next step of reasoning.

Zhang Heng realized that it was not easy for him to complete the main task. The most unfavorable point of the competition between him and Sherlock Holmes was that he was in the other party's era. On the surface, the copy of this round was not as dangerous as before, but in fact, it was the most difficult copy he had ever experienced.

Fortunately, he has enough time to meet the challenge.

Holmes squatted on the ground and examined the corpse carefully. During this period, he specially took out a magnifying glass and focused on the palm and hair of the lady. He didn't even let go of the nail seams. At the moment, he didn't look as lazy as before. He looked like a well-trained hound. At the end of the day, he almost stuck to the corpse with the girl Corpse face to face, eyes all the way down, finally in the latter's neck pause for a moment.

Then he got up again, patted the dust on his clothes and asked Zhang Heng, "what do you see?"

"Well, it should be murder. The victim was a female, aged 15 to 16 years old. She seemed to be a little weak. She might have a disease. The cause of death was not drowning, because she suffered a heavy blow to the head. Besides..." Zhang Heng pause, "the victim is likely to have been violated before death."

"Not bad." Holmes laughed. "You're not a forensic doctor. It's not easy to see so many things. Take your time."

As he was saying this, Gregson on the other side finally finished dealing with the reporter, took out his handkerchief, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and came over. "It's already been discussed. That's the reporter of echo. Let him take a photo on the front page later, so that if the child's family sees it, they should come to the police station to find us. By the way, what's going on here?"

"I don't know the child's name yet." Holmes said leisurely.

Gregson's mood was a little complicated. Hearing the words, he was disappointed and seemed to have a faint sense of happiness. He said, "ah, there's no way to do it. In fact, I've done all that I can do before, but the victim has no clothes left. It's really difficult to find clues. It seems that I have to wait for the news from the newspaper."

"That's not necessary." Holmes looked funny, lit his pipe, took a deep breath, dispelled the smell of the river.

The chief of police was stunned by his words. "How do you say this?"

"If I were you, I would send someone to investigate the John textile factory one mile upstream, where the child works. In addition, the murderer is a man and an acquaintance of the child, but he has always had a bad idea about the child. He is six feet tall, strong and has scratches on his body, especially on his arm."With that, Holmes regained his lack of interest and said to Zhang Heng, "let's go. Our work is finished. It's too late. How about having dinner together? Just go to the Houben restaurant, where ham has always been my favorite

"Obedience is better than respect." Zhang Hengdao.

"We'll call the carriage ourselves, and you'll send us there again, sheriff." Holmes then said to the stunned Gregson, "Why are you still standing? Now that you have got the clue you want, go to solve the case."

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Half an hour later, Zhang Heng and Sherlock Holmes were sitting at the table of Houben restaurant.

The waiter poured wine for the two, and the previous tragedy on the Thames was diluted by the music.

Holmes took his glass and looked at Zhang Heng with great interest. It was as if he had found something interesting. After a moment, he said, "you are really calm. I am more and more interested in you, but it doesn't matter. It's still a while before serving. If you have any questions, just ask them. I will tell you everything."

"Then I'm not polite. How do you infer where the girl works, and how do you know the general characteristics of the murderer?" Zhang Heng finally asked.

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