[Comprehensive British and American] Chaldea Reconstruction Documentary

Lestrade's actions were not unpleasant. When Sherlock returned home, he received the electronic version of the dossier. From just a few photos of the scene and the forensic report, he could discover too much information as keen as he was.

After a dozen victims who hadn't been found, Sherlock screened out a woman he thought was related to the commission.

Rhea hurriedly moved closer, trying to see the photo clearly.

The poor woman was abandoned in a forest park not far from the slums, and was only found by campers in the park a few days later.

The pale and cold body was put in a peaceful sleeping position, and the huge abdominal wound could not bear to be looked at directly. The murderer seemed to be cruel, and cut open her stomach completely and cut off the uterus with several knives.

Looking at the tragic photos, Rhea felt that Jasmine, who belonged to Jack in the magic circuit, was alive again.

Rainy London, being a victim of a prostitute, a circumcised womb, Rhea can only think of one person when put together.

It was this trip that lent the name of the heroic spirit, the world-famous serial killer, Jack the Ripper.

The detective duo at 221B Baker Street couldn't have imagined what Rhea could think of, but was this really a copycat crime?

The reason why Jack the Ripper has become a "legend" in the criminal world is that he has never been caught. No matter who he is, he has the courage to become his imitator, which shows that he is very confident in his "perfect crime".

But let's put that reasoning aside for a moment, it's not yet certain that this body is one of the people Lucia was looking for.

"Send this photo to her to confirm." Sherlock became the shopkeeper again, and entrusted this extremely heavy task to military doctors who had seen many life and death.

Watson, holding the computer, hesitated for a while, then stamped a thick mosaic on the horrible wound, and then sent it to Lucia.

After a few minutes, he got an affirmative answer, this person, Lucia knew.

The atmosphere became serious in an instant. A total of six people were missing. Although only one body has been found now, it is very likely that other girls have also suffered such cruel hands.

"I'm going to contact Jasmine to see if this corpse is still at Barts Medical College." Now that he was sure that this was the victim in his own case, Sherlock, with a clear mind, quickly arranged the next investigation plan.

After learning that the unclaimed corpses have not been cremated temporarily, the two who have just returned home have to start again.

Jasmine, a forensic doctor working in the Barts Medical School, has always had feelings for Sherlock. She is one of the few people in the world who can appreciate the charm of Sherlock Holmes.But Sherlock's fast-moving detective brain is very uncooperative when it comes to human emotional problems.

Seeing Sherlock's arrival, Jasmine smiled shyly and greeted him all the way, then followed directly into the morgue.

Unlike the great detective who walks without looking sideways and with wind on his feet, Rhea, who has adapted to the perspective of a bystander, always looks around with a bit of curiosity no matter where she goes.

After looking at it, she found a strange man. This man was not tall, with a slightly hunched back. In terms of appearance, he was also somewhat delicate and delicate, but the excessive hair gel on his hair made him greasy by several percentage points. , the most puzzling thing is that from the moment Sherlock appeared in front of his eyes, this man's eyes were firmly glued to Sherlock, like a peacock with its tail open, its smile rippling inexplicably.

? ?Who is this?Isn't this man looking dangerously at Sherlock?Does this count as a potential threat, and should I notify Mycroft?

As a good and conscientious bodyguard, Rhea secretly took a photo of him and sent it to the busy 'British Government'.

Within a few minutes of Rhea's delay due to special circumstances, Sherlock had finished examining the corpse.

This corpse had been dead for about a week. This should be the No.5 or No.6 prostitute who was victimized. After it was discovered, it had been kept in the morgue at low temperature to slow down the rate of decay.

Except for the wound on the abdomen, the body of the corpse did not have any resistance scars, and there were no traces of being knocked out or restrained. Jasmine had already done a drug test, and it was very likely that the victim suffered this misfortune after being stunned by drugs.

The slices of the abdominal wound had different depths. The murderer was not very skilled in using knives. He scratched other internal organs while removing the uterus. Obviously, he did not have a detailed understanding of the human body structure.

The victim was not sexually assaulted during his lifetime. If he was indeed a copycat of Jack the Ripper, it seems understandable. 'It's more than a star and a half.

He didn't overkill the victims, it seemed that his purpose was just to take out their wombs, and even put the corpses in a peaceful sleeping position when throwing them out, all of which seemed to be different from Jack the Ripper.

Sherlock, who always felt that he missed something, clasped his hands together against his chin, and fell into his own thoughts. Watson and Jasmine looked at Sherlock who had entered this state, and did not dare to say a word, even afraid of disturbing his breathing. over him.

"Clothes! Where are the clothes on this woman!" After a few seconds of silence in the room, Sherlock's voice suddenly sounded.

The corpses that entered the morgue were all naked. At first Sherlock didn’t think there was anything wrong. His reasoning stagnated and he suddenly realized that he, who usually collects information at the scene of the crime, only saw photos this time. The huge clothes sources of information have been omitted.

"I'll look for it right away!" Jasmine, who was responsive to Sherlock's requests, rushed out to help him find the corpse's belongings.

A few minutes later, Jasmine rushed back carrying a large sealed bag.

"Give you."

The crumpled clothes were obviously taken off and thrown into the bag directly. The splashed mud spots supported Lucia's testimony about the rain. Only the wet land would stain the cloth with so much mud.

The styles are exposed, the colors are bright, and the quality is low.

After Sherlock flipped through it, he was attracted by the sewing stitches of the jacket in his hand. This is an old dress that has been modified by someone. The stitches are unevenly distributed, obviously not sewn by a machine.

Was this patched by the victim himself?

There is no answer right now.

No matter how talented Sherlock was, they had only found one body now, which was far from enough to analyze a serial murderer.

Sherlock, who knew how to use the resources around him, started taking out his cell phone to send text messages again.

"Put some of your agents who hang around my door every day pretending to walk the dog and read the newspaper, I'm looking for some dead uteruses around the eastern slums. SH"

Discovering that Sherlock was texting Mycroft, Rhea couldn't help but sigh with emotion, these two people really deserve to be brothers, and they are both equally good at calling people.