Riding boots are a necessity for the upper class, especially for military families like Ludwig and his son. In addition to entertainment, horse riding has an additional layer of work attributes. The ability to ride a horse determines part of the work ability. If a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools. Albert must have several pairs of expensive riding boots.
Kawei has seen many gorgeous boots. From the young king in military uniform to Count Morazo who yearns for the battlefield, he usually wears expensive long leather boots, some even above the knee. They are all made of fine leather and are made by famous shoemakers. Each pair can be called a work of art.
But no matter how expensive or exquisite they were, they couldn't be compared with the pair in front of him.
"This guy is really rich." Kawei walked back and forth around the table with his waist bent, looking at the red gems inlaid on the riding boots. "This is the first time I have seen gems embedded in boots. Aren't you afraid that they will fall off?"
"Our inlay technology is top-notch, and we use the most advanced bezel setting technology. There is no possibility of it falling off." Helalai, the owner of the jewelry store, said it eloquently. "If you don't believe it, you can try it with a sword... .”
Werther quickly interrupted him: "Does the gem falling have anything to do with the case? Tell me when Albert came to your store."
"As I said before, Mr. Albert came half a month ago and agreed to help him set all these rubies in a week." The boss pushed the apprentice behind him forward, "He came to the store six days ago. I just stayed in the store for less than 10 minutes to pick up the goods. After looking at the leather boots Schmidt gave me, I paid the balance and left directly."
"Schmidt?"
"Oh, his name is Schmidt, and he is my apprentice."
If the boss hadn't mentioned this name, Kawei wouldn't have noticed that there was another person in the dean's office. The case itself didn't have much appeal to Kawei. Instead, this person reminded him of the appendix tumor removal he had done with Ignatz before: "Aren't you the son of Father Yannick?"
"It's the adopted son, Doctor Carvey."
"Yes, adopted son..." Kawei smiled and asked, "How is the priest's recovery now?"
"Dr. Kawei has excellent medical skills. My father is in very good health now. He has not had abdominal pain since the operation." Schmidt, who is in his early twenties, has been working in a jewelry store for three years. "Mr. Albert came to the store. The boss happened to be out discussing business that day, and I was the one to receive him."
"He took the boots and left?"
"It's less than ten minutes, Mr. Sheriff."
"Did he come alone?"
"When he first came here, he was alone, but before he left, a girl came to see him." Schmidt recalled the situation at that time. "It was the girl who clamored for him to leave as soon as possible. Of course, it was also out of trust in our store. , Mr. Albert just checked it a little and left."
girl......
Werther and Kavi looked at each other and both remembered the right hand they had seen in the Marshal's Mansion: "Do you know where they went?"
Schmidt shook his head: "They didn't say anything. They got on the carriage as soon as they left the store and headed south."
The jewelry store is located in the city center, with a large factory area and residential area to the south. The direction of the carriage is difficult to use as a clue to continue tracking. Besides, there are too many rental carriages in Vienna, and coachmen, unlike jewelry shops, have to receive many passengers every day. Whether they can remember Albert depends entirely on luck.
However, the Yunliwuli case has finally made progress, at least the identity of the victim has been further determined.
"Although there is also the possibility of replacing the boots or losing the boots..." Werther looked at the boots and said, "If nothing else happens, these should be Albert's own legs."
"It's the same technique as before." Kawei looked at the leather boots with some small drops of water remaining, "And the murderer doesn't seem to have any interest in money."
"The bright ruby, the largest one probably costs 30,000 to 40,000 crowns. I was shocked when I first bought it." The owner of the jewelry store said, "In fact, these boots are also very valuable. According to Mr. Albert, , the original price in Italy was around 10,000 kronor.”
It's really strange that the gems were not dug out. Could it be that the murderer was not short of money at all?
Or do you mean you don’t know the value of gems at all? Thought it was just a common thing?
"Thank you both for your cooperation. If I have any other questions in the future, I will have to go to the store to find you."
"Can we leave?"
"Um."
Witte saw off his boss Helalai and Schmidt first, and then took Kawei to the anatomy teaching and research room of the medical school.
At the end of April, the temperature in Vienna began to reach 20 degrees Celsius. After being left beside the bushes for several hours, the calves that were left out of the cold temperature could easily rot. In order to determine the cutting instruments, time and technique as soon as possible, Witte visited the anatomy teaching and research office of the medical school as soon as he entered the campus.
"Did Chief Witte find what he was looking for in the drug factory?"
"We already have the list, but the person in charge of this case is Delio. I'm just helping out. Sheriff Delio is still there taking notes one by one, so I'll come back first." Witte said, "This family The business of the pharmaceutical factory is really good. Not long after I went there, I saw several people who wanted to buy some, and the quantity was quite large."
"After all, they produce all necessary drugs for surgery, and the prices are very cheap."
Kawei did not make too many comments about pharmaceutical companies.
In his eyes, pharmaceutical companies are just a tool to make money and popularize medicines. When money and life are mixed together and become a business, huge profits are also accompanied by various risks. Only by keeping a low profile can the factory be run safely and steadily.
"I didn't expect that in just two months, you'd already opened your own factory."
"It's all Mr. Laszlo's and his friends' funds. I didn't pay a penny myself."
"I know you can get a large share of the profits without paying any money... Forget it, let's talk about the case first." Witte was not prepared to break the casserole and ask the end, and it was not possible to ask Kawei anyway. Hui said, "Judging from the origins and working hours of the people inside the pharmaceutical factory, they seem to have no motive for committing the crime."
"Yes, because it is some distance from the city, the pharmaceutical factory employees all live in the newly built dormitories."
"In the previous week, no employee chose to leave the medicine."
"nor."
"Judging from the list of drug purchasers, the acquirers are basically related to hospitals, and can only be the doctors and hospitals who purchased the drugs." Witte was reluctant to believe this, because the word "medical" represents kindness and nobility. , "But you said before that the murderer is unlikely to be a doctor."
"It's just an inference, not an absolute." Kawei said, "After all, doing these things while crying is very perverted just thinking about it."
"We can only wait for Professor Lange's anatomical conclusion."
Kawei also knew that if he went to the anatomy teaching and research room now, he would definitely meet Professor Lange.
Since the last incident in the classroom, the other party didn't like me very much, and he was reluctant to grant exemption from anatomy. Now when we meet again, we can't avoid saying the last two words. It's not that Kawei is afraid of him, it's just that he finds it troublesome.
"Otherwise, I'd better not go." He decided to give up, "There is a small conflict between Professor Lange and I, so it's better not to meet."
"What are you talking about? You are also invited to the Marshal's mansion, so you have to give me some advice."
"Professor Lange's anatomy skills are very solid. It's just a pair of legs. Just ask him." Kawei still had to give the other party the most basic respect. "I was just superfluous and not very interesting."
Werther was not willing to give up.
Years of experience in investigating cases told him that the more consultants there are in the process of investigating a case, the better. Especially in professional disciplines like medicine, which are difficult for outsiders to get involved, it is always good to have a few more people, and you don’t need to pay anyway.
In this way, Kawei was "dragged" into the anatomy teaching and research room in a daze.
This is actually Professor Lange’s office, and the entire teaching and research office occupies half of the floor, demonstrating the absolute leadership of anatomy in medical education. Only 1/3 of it is an office area, and the remaining 2/3 is occupied by his private anatomy room.
But considering that the teaching and research building is not large, the area of the anatomy room is larger than Ignatz's anatomy room in the Municipal General Hospital.
"Professor Lange, how is the anatomy of the legs?" Witte asked as soon as he entered the door, "Can you confirm that they are Mr. Albert's?"
"Not yet." Langer said with his back to the door, "But judging from the size of his muscles, he is at least a strong man with a height of about 1.85 meters. There are skin abrasions on his ankles. He should often wear something similar. boots..."
Having said this, he couldn't help but look back, and happened to meet Kawei's eyes: "Kawei?"
"Professor Lange, good afternoon."
"It's still afternoon, it's already six o'clock." Lange put down the scalpel in his hand, showing no interest at all. "You've already exempted yourself from anatomy, so how come you still have time to come to my place?"
"actually......"
"I brought him here." Witte didn't want to waste time and continued to ask about the calf, "Can you find out the time of death?"
"I'm not a forensic doctor. The legs were cryopreserved, so it's hard to tell when." Lange replied silently, and then added, "If I were forced to give an answer, it would probably be three or four days ago."
Kawei hurried to the dissecting table and saw the pair of calves in front of him.
There is no need for any muscle judgment. You can basically make a conclusion about a man just by looking at the size of his feet.
"It turned out that the tibial plateau was removed with one knife, and no muscle and skin flaps were made. The incision seemed smooth, but it still left a lot of marks." Kawei briefly described what he saw, and then gave a possible answer. , "Probably not a surgeon."
Lange added: "It's not an anatomy either."
What Werther needs is evidence: "Do you have any reason?"
"There was nothing in the incision to indicate surgical skill. I just thought the whole cutting process was rough and amateurish."
"I think so too." Langer stood with Kawei this time. "At the same time, I also think that with such good anatomical materials in front of me, just cutting off the calf is too wasteful. If it were me, I would definitely Let’s dissect it clean first, and then find a place to bury it.”
Sending body parts is an incredible thing.
It makes sense to send him to the marshal's mansion, but it can be interpreted as disgusting the marshal. But why are you being sent to the University of Vienna now? Is there any connection between Albert and the University of Vienna?
Kawei said what he thought of and asked directly: "Mr. Albert studied here?"
"No, no." Werther denied, "He has been studying in Italy, and the school itself is not famous."
"Then why are riding boots placed on the campus of the University of Vienna..."
Langer once again gently cut the skin on both sides of the ankle: "I only know that the owner of the legs does not like to wear socks on weekdays. There are many skin lesions on both ankles. It should be caused by rubbing the leather on both sides slowly. Forming."
"This is not special. We still have no way to judge the identity of the body."
"After all, these are legs, not faces. There's nothing I can do about it." Langer shook his head and continued, "But the blood color of these legs is too light. Could it be that he was rushing to drain the blood from the beginning? Yes."
Kawei didn't hide anything and directly told all the clues he heard at the Marshal's Mansion.
Lange did not know this at the beginning. As the director of the anatomy teaching and research section of the medical school, he followed the instructions of the police sergeant and was responsible for providing some professional advice. Now that he heard the truth, the old man couldn't hide his surprise: "Marshal Ludwig's son is missing?"
"It's already the fifth day."
"The marshal and I met several times many years ago. I am a military doctor, and he asked me if there was any good way to treat low back pain." Langer was a little sad, but he did not expect that the legs in his hands would be Ludwig's. Son, "Oh, this world is so..."
The autopsy was over quickly, and there really wasn't much to examine on the pair of calves.
Originally, Lange was planning to write a few sentences casually as his professional opinion. Now that he knew it was related to Ludwig, he did not dare to be careless and directly asked to go to the hospital to see Musil and describe it according to the standard autopsy process.
Just as the three of them left the teaching and research building and were about to return to the main administrative building, they met Savarin who was trotting over. Kawei felt strange that because the antibacterial experiment had just begun, Savarin had to stay in the laboratory: "Why are you here?"
Savarin was dressed roughly and said intermittently: "Experiment, the experiment has produced results."
"It can't be that fast. It will take at least several days."
"No, that's not what I meant." Savarin swallowed and continued, "I mean, the herbs are poisonous."
