Shadow of great britain

It rained heavily all night in London, and Arthur was busy at the police station almost all night.

The door of the police station will be pushed open every once in a while. Although the police officers who come in and out are all policemen wearing the same uniform, knowledgeable people can tell that they belong to different police districts by the police numbers on their epaulettes and collars. .

From XH in Hillingdon in the far west of Greater London, to KD in Havering in the east, from YE in Enfield in the north, to ZD and PY in Croydon and Brumley in the far south.

Almost overnight, Greenwich police station seemed to have become the center of Scotland Yard.

"Sir, the hospitals in the entire Greater London area have basically been checked, and the results... don't seem very optimistic..."

"The number of autopsied corpses of unexplained origin in the hospital exceeded our original basic estimate..."

"Currently, several superintendents are leading the interrogation department to expedite interrogations. Judging from the information we have so far, most of the corpses have nothing to do with the disappearances."

"The superintendents initially judged that most of these corpses should have been stolen from the cemetery by professional gravediggers."

“We understand that these gravediggers should have multiple stable channels of communication.

They will know in advance that there is a body to be buried, and then wait near the cemetery early.

After the relatives of the deceased left, they immediately pried open the grave, stole the body, and sold it to the hospital. "

"Several superintendents are asking for permission to put the case of the gravedigger aside first, because the number we have arrested so far is indeed too large. If we interrogate them one by one, it may delay the progress of the murder case..."

Arthur heard this and said: "Put it away? How to put it away? The difference between gravediggers and body snatchers is very vague. Who knows whether their bodies were stolen or obtained by murder?

Ten years ago there were only eight anatomy schools in England; now that number has doubled.

Even after the Napoleonic Wars, when the Blood Code was at its most stringent, legal autopsy bodies were in short supply.

There is no reason why these people are still engaged in the ordinary grave digging business now that the demand has increased and the legal sources of corpses have decreased.

Send a message back to me and segregate all these people for interrogation. Tell the exhumers and autopsy doctors not to think that nothing will happen if they just shut up and refuse to hand over the evidence.

If they can contribute useful information, the Home Office and Scotland Yard can give them a lighter sentence from a legal perspective and spare their lives.

If they don't answer, we can release them.

But they had better not forget how the public in Great Britain views the matter of autopsy, let alone that it involves murder!

In 1795, following the corpse robbery case in Lambeth, the public, stirred by public outrage, discovered that the coffins of relatives and friends in the cemetery were empty and almost beat the gravediggers to death on the spot. It was the authorities who came forward to save their lives.

In 1801, London citizens burned down the houses of that group of people, but it was only the authorities' intervention that prevented large-scale violence.

And it’s not just in England. In the past ten years, the Scottish Police District has dispatched military police at least four times to prevent angry public from attacking the University of Glasgow.

The doctors must also know what the reason is. If we hadn't stepped in to block them, they would have been burned at the stake by the public!

The public of Great Britain, as well as the priests and archbishops of various dioceses, have seen them uncomfortable for a long time!

Tell them that if Scotland Yard can find out the culprit of the missing murder case this time, then according to the "Grave Digging and Robbery Ordinance" passed in 1828, that is, the doctor will get "unlawful possession of the corpse" and the gravedigger will get " The crime of digging up graves and stealing corpses.

Both of these crimes can be released after paying a fine.

However, if they do not clearly explain the source of the body and the channels through which they obtained it.

Well, although Scotland Yard cannot legally punish them.

But I guarantee that those who do not cooperate with the investigation will appear on the front pages of various major newspapers and tabloids.

At that time, if there are righteous London citizens who burn their houses, beat their people, and dig their ancestral graves, don't blame Scotland Yard for failing to protect their lives and property! "

When the little policeman standing in front of Arthur heard this, sweat broke out on his forehead: "But...sir...can we say this? Don't we want to ensure their dignity and honor?"

Tony, who was sitting next to him with a dark face, looked the young policeman up and down and asked, "Brother, are you new here?"

The young policeman stood at attention nervously and saluted: "Report! I have only been on the job for one month."

Tony asked: "Have you read the newly revised regulations issued by Scotland Yard?"

The little policeman nodded: "I saw it."

Tony asked again: "Then let me ask you, what is the third Arthur Hastings Principle in the Amendment Regulations?"

The young policeman recalled it, and then recited it loudly: "Article 3 of the Arthur Hastings Principle, if the law-abiding public voluntarily cooperates with the police, the police must ensure and maintain the public's honor and dignity!"

“What is the fourth Arthur Hastings Principle?”

"Article 4: The degree of cooperation the police receive from the public is inversely proportional to the amount of force and coercive measures needed to achieve the police's goals!"

“Are these people following the law?”

"Report! No!"

"Did they cooperate with the investigation?"

"Report! No!"

Tony stood up and slapped the case and roared: "Then what kind of dignity and honor do you guarantee for him? A crime is a crime. We didn't directly use violence against them. We have given them a lot of face!"

The little policeman was sweating: "Yes, sir!"

Seeing him like this, Arthur raised his hand and said, "Tony, that's it. Don't vent your temper on others, it has nothing to do with him."

Tony also noticed his gaffe and rubbed his face.

It wasn't just Arthur who had been busy all night, but so was he.

He patted the young police officer on the shoulder and apologized to him: "I'm sorry, actually...actually maybe you are right.

When I first came in, I thought the same thing as you, but after working in this place for a long time, I discovered that sometimes the right method does not work, and the effective method may not be right.

Phew...what am I talking about...I'm not a congressman who makes laws, nor a judge who decides trials. I...I'm just a policeman. "

When Tom heard this, he felt a little uncomfortable. He comforted Tony and said, "Don't worry, Tony. With Arthur here, the case will definitely have a good outcome. You and Arthur have been busy all night, why don't you go inside first?" Lie down for a while? I'm keeping an eye on you. If anything happens, I'll call you."

Tony nodded sadly: "Maybe... maybe I should sleep for a while. The dream world might make me feel better."

Arthur looked at his retreating figure, but instead of following Tony, he spoke to the young police officer.

"Are you going back to Scotland Yard? I'm going to have a meeting in a while, so I might as well pick you up on the way. Anyway, the public carriage costs the same for one person and two people."

Tom was surprised and said: "Arthur, aren't you still asleep?"

Arthur shook his head: "I can't sleep."

After saying this, he pulled the dazed little policeman in front of him and walked out together.

Arthur found an empty space where no one was, lit the pipe in his pocket, and took a deep breath. With the thick smoke, he asked, "What's your name?"

The young police officer looked at the legendary figure of Scotland Yard in front of him and stood at attention, saluting.

"Report! My name is Charles Field!"