In the early morning, as soon as Arthur woke up from bed, someone knocked on his door outside.
At the same time, it also woke up Jabi, who was in the same dormitory with him, "Who is it? Coming so early to disturb other people's rest."
"It's me, Daniel. The professor asked me to come over to Arthur!"
Jabi looked at Arthur and shrugged helplessly, "It seems that our Professor Bell doesn't want to leave you for a moment now."
Arthur rolled his eyes at him and went down to open the door.
"The professor came to me so early. Did he say anything?"
"It seems someone from the police department is here to ask you about the body."
When Jabi heard that the police were coming to investigate the case, he immediately became interested and jumped out of bed.
"Wait for me, I'll go too."
Arthur ignored him and immediately followed Daniel out.
At this moment, Professor Bell is sitting in his office, drinking his expensive black tea with a gloomy face.
Sitting opposite him was a young police officer in his twenties with a very strong physique. It could be seen from his exquisite dress that this man was not only well-educated, but also probably a nobleman with an extraordinary life experience.
Arthur walked into the office and came to Professor Bell, "Sir, are you looking for me?"
Looking at his beloved disciple, Professor Bell finally showed a smile on his face, "Yes!"
Then he pointed to the young police officer next to him, "This is Officer Sher Lestrade. He wants to know the cause of death of the body from you."
The young police officer also stood up at this time and stretched out his right hand stiffly, "Hello! I am Sher Lestrade, from the Central Police Department. I am very happy to meet a celebrity like you this time. It’s an honor.”
Although he said it very politely, his bright eyes were full of aggression. It was obvious that this young police officer was not very interested in his fame.
Arthur shook his hand nonchalantly and said, "Thank you, but the body is in the cold storage. Why don't we go there to talk!"
Officer Sher was also very happy, and the two said goodbye to Professor Bell and came to the cold storage.
At this moment, the body has been dissected, and Arthur had to remind Sher: "The body has been dissected. Please be mentally prepared."
Sher curled his lips and said, "Although I have never been on the battlefield, I have seen many horrific corpses. Please don't treat me like a child."
Arthur didn't say anything else, and directly opened the shroud, revealing a pale corpse in front of the two of them.
At this moment, the body's internal organs have been hollowed out, like cut pork, placed on a cold chopping board.
Although Sher had seen many corpses before, this was the first time that they were so fragmented.
His stomach was churning, but the big words he just said made him suppress the nausea.
All of this is seen in Arthur's eyes. To be honest, Arthur already admires him very much for being able to do this.
So without wasting any more time, I pointed out the cross-cut marks on the back of the corpse's neck and told him my opinion again.
After hearing this, Officer Scheer was obviously a little resentful. He originally didn't think that Arthur, a student, would have the ability to find out the mistakes of the police.
But now that he saw it with his own eyes, he had to admit that it was their police department's mistake this time.
"Why didn't they see such an obvious thing?"
Scheer began to complain about his colleagues,
"This kind of strangulation marks usually don't show up until 12 hours after the death, so it's not entirely your fault. Just don't be so hasty when drawing conclusions in the future."
Although Arthur explained with good intentions, Schell felt it was extremely harsh and couldn't help but let out a heavy "hum".
Arthur seemed not to have heard and continued to speculate, "The murderer should know the deceased, and he was a very strong man, especially his left hand. You might as well search for him at his workplace."
Sher was not very impressed by Arthur, but when he heard what he said again, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"Are you kidding me? I have never heard that you can tell the appearance of the murderer just by looking at the corpse!"
Arthur ignored his provocation, pointed at the corpse's neck and explained again: "His strangulation marks tightened from the right side, which means the murderer must be a left-hander. You only need to find the left-hander on the dock and contact him again." If the deceased knew him, that person should probably be the murderer."
Although Arthur felt that he was disgusted by the young police officer in front of him, as a forensic doctor, he still gave his own speculation direction. As for whether to listen or not, that was not within his scope of consideration.
Scheer felt that Arthur was simply making up a fantasy. He didn't believe that a student who squatted on campus all day long could deduce the truth.
However, he didn't say any more bad words. He simply nodded to Arthur and walked out of the cold storage without stopping.
Scheer ran into Jabi as soon as he walked out of the cold storage. Jabi was stunned for a moment, then curled his lips provocatively, "It turns out to be Sheriff Scheer, why did he come to us?"
When Sher saw Jabi, his face was filled with disdain, "I'm even more curious about you. Why did you come to school when you're not having fun in a casino or a brothel? Don't say you're here to study." Yes, I would just feel sad for the University of Edinburgh."
"you!"
Jabi was so ridiculed by Sher that his face flushed with anger, and he immediately retorted: "A police officer who can't even distinguish suicide from murder, I think he should be more humble, what do you think? Mr. Officer Sher."
This time it really made Sher angry.
At this time, Arthur came up from the cold storage below. Seeing the two people chatting enthusiastically, he said with a blank expression: "Are you friends?"
The two of them snorted at the same time and turned their heads together, no longer looking at each other.
Arthur couldn't help but feel very embarrassed. At this time, Jabi said sarcastically: "This is the son of Police Chief Colin Lestrade. He is the rising star of our Scottish police force, His Excellency Sergeant Sher."
Arthur wanted to laugh.
Jabi's father, Basil Fraser, is also the Second Home Secretary and the Commissioner of Taxation. He is one of the troika along with the police department. I didn't expect that these two second-generation officials would look like this in private.
Sher couldn't bear it anymore, especially Jabi's words, "I can't even tell the difference between suicide and murder."
What's more, doubting the professionalism of their police officers, Sher couldn't help but point the finger at the source of the trouble, Arthur.
"I think your previous inferences are very exciting. I wonder if you are interested in investigating this case with me?"
Before Arthur could answer, Jabi jumped out.
"That's not possible. Arthur has to go back with me in the afternoon to attend the Fraser family party! And it's your duty to find out the real murderer, isn't it?"
Sher's face became very ugly. Although he could make fun of Jabi, he could not disrespect the Fraser family.
Arthur stopped Jabi who was still breathing, and turned to Sher and said calmly: "There is still plenty of time now. Let's go now. Maybe we can solve this case in just one morning." ."
Sher couldn't help but laughed angrily at Arthur, "Okay! Since you think solving the case is easy, I must ask for your help this time."
"Then I'll go too."
When Jabi saw that Arthur had agreed to Sher, he naturally didn't want to be left behind.
Sher also agreed to Jabi's request. He wanted to see what the two would look like when they couldn't solve the case.
