Twelve noon.

    East London, Whitechapel district.

    As carriages drove in, the dark alley became very lively.

    "Let''s go, let''s go!"

    "We will inform you when necessary and publicize the case to all sectors of society. Now please don''t gather here to hinder the handling of the case."

    Outside the isolation line, more than a dozen police officers waved warning sticks painted red to signal the group of newspaper reporters holding sketch books not to approach.

    Not far away, in the middle of the alley, an old man wearing tortoise shell glasses was telling his subordinates how to investigate: "send several groups of plain clothes to the nearby tavern to ask who disappeared last night, about 5.5 feet tall and wearing a silk soft hat."

    Then he paused, stared at the dead and added, "I liked to wear a debauchery black inner skirt."

    "Copy that, Mr. Vincent."

    "Grandpa, it''s going to rain. Go back to the office for coffee first. We''ll definitely get things done."

    Three high-level police officers raised their hands and saluted the old man with a respectful look, because the old man in front of him was the resharper of Scotland Yard——

    Eleven years ago, some high-level people colluded with criminals to set up gambling houses, which was exposed. Among them, four of the five detective departments were tried in court.

    In order to repair the damaged police reputation, Harvard Vincent reorganized Scotland Yard and established a criminal investigation section to deal with major cases.

    Finally, Scotland Yard regained the trust of the citizens of London, and as the initiator and executor of the bill, Mr. Vincent was naturally respected.

    However, as he grew older, the old man became more and more irritable. In the face of everyone''s flattery, he said bluntly: "bastard, back to what office, I should have stuffed your head into the toilet and sobered up."

    "Didn''t you tell me that the case was complicated and there was no breakthrough? Why did Mr. Lu Li find a clue in only half an hour!"

    The more he talked, the more angry he became, and the more he felt it necessary to dismiss some guys.

    However, for Lu Li standing in a daze not far away, he doesn''t care about the praise of others. After all, a passer-by who can only stay here for five days doesn''t need to care about fame and money.

    Everything is floating except solving the case.

    Tick tock

    The haze shrouded the city all day. The sky was gray and there was no sunshine. The thick fog was brewing all morning, and finally it rained at noon.

    "Sir, it''s thanks to you. Otherwise, we''ll have to toss around for a while before we can get on track."

    At this time, Vincent, who finished his business, came quickly with an umbrella.

    "You flatter me."

    Lu Li is not interested in dealing with a strange old man. Even though the relationship between them has been good in his memory, he still feels very isolated.

    "Let''s go for lunch?"

    "Sorry... No appetite."

    In a few words, Lu Li succeeded in killing a topic.

    At this time, Vincent also saw that he was not interested in talking. Wen said in a warm voice, "well, if there is any progress in the case, I will send someone to contact you. It''s raining heavily outside. Take this umbrella."

    "And don''t forget how much to eat."

    "Well, thank you for your trouble..."

    Lu Li mumbled.

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

    Soon Vincent went away in a carriage. According to the direction, it should be Whitehall street.

    After all, as the chief executive of a department, the old man can''t concentrate all his energy on a murder case. If it hadn''t been for the bad impact of the case and the district sheriff''s claim that he was unable to solve the case, it''s estimated that he wouldn''t even write an invitation letter.

    ……

    As time went by, the rain continued to rain. There was no sign of stopping, but it became more and more violent.

    The sludge and blood stains were washed into the sewer, and the unspeakable smell made Lu Li cover his nose.

    "Steady!"

    "Come on, add another layer."

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

    At the moment, he is organizing people to wrap the woman''s body firmly with tarpaulin. It seems that he plans to take it back to the police station and ask the doctor to help dissect it.

    "Detective, where are you going? To the police station together, or shall I send someone to take you back to Baker Street?"

    In fact, Winsley has been paying attention to Lu Li. Seeing that he cast his eyes over, he immediately responded. Unfortunately, this guy''s voice was a little loud, which was heard by the newspaper reporters outside the cordon.

    For a moment, there was constant shouting.

    "Far East wizard, come and have a chat!"

    "Sir, I can ask you two questions at most. Just go back and work with the editor in chief."

    Far east wizard, the Savior of Scotland Yard, Lord Hawkeye... These extreme middle two titles are all nicknames given to the original by these unscrupulous writers.

    It turns out that a slap doesn''t ring.

    In my memory, I was a guy with a strong desire to perform and wanted to be sought after, so every time I helped the police solve a case, I would take the initiative to accept an interview.

    However, this has nothing to do with Lu Li now. He glanced at the newspaper reporter waving to him, didn''t bother to pay attention, and went straight to the police convoy: "go to the white church district police station. Do you have a place to accommodate idle people?"

    "Of course, the police station was just expanded the year before last. There are many rooms."

    Winsley greeted him, but while talking, he secretly gestured to his colleagues guarding the cordon.

    The leader immediately understood, led a dozen subordinates to line up, turned his back to the alley, and blocked the sight of the newspaper reporter with his body.

    After all, famous detectives mean Scotland Yard is incompetent. The reason is very simple. If they really have the ability, why ask for off-site assistance.

    Moreover, journalists always like to exaggerate the facts and use gimmicks to make money. They don''t care about the reputation of Scotland Yard''s painstaking operation.

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

    In front of the team, Lu Li shook the drops of water on the umbrella surface, lowered his head into the spacious carriage, looked at Winsley and asked, "what are your plans next?"

    "Send plainclothes police to inquire about the identity of the dead, send the body to a trusted doctor for autopsy, and clarify the time and cause of death."

    Winsley spread his hand. He was also very anxious and 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 specially order anything (the police know what to do), they must endure time and wait patiently.

    To the doctor for dissection?

    Lu Li was stunned and asked in surprise, "is there no forensic officer in the white church area?"

    "There was one. Unfortunately, I resigned some time ago and went to Atlantic City to open a clinic."

    "Well, is there a suitable candidate?"

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

    Then, the figure of a cuntou man appeared in Lu Li''s brain.