48 Hours a Day

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Zhang Heng didn’t know where Holmes went again. Instead, he found some prostitutes who had a good relationship with the previous three victims, and restored the activities of the three victims from their lives.

Zhang Heng finally focused his attention on a man named Mark Cohen.

He is a Jewish doctor active in the White Church generation, but I am not a qualified doctor registered by the Central Medical Commission. Of course, there are very few real qualified doctors who serve the prostitutes.

Those medical doctors who are well respected will not be mentioned. Among the three major grades, physicians have always been the first rank and boasted of being a gentleman. However, with the rise of surgeons and pharmacists, physicians are constantly losing leadership, especially when After the pharmacists gradually transformed into general practitioners, they are working with surgeons to actively promote the reform of the British medical system and fight for more rights … But even for general practitioners, the number of Eastern Districts is not much, let alone to the most The bottom courtesy serves.

It is precisely because of this that there is a living soil for people like Mark Cohen.

In a sense, he is somewhat similar to the role of general practitioners. He basically looks at all diseases, and is also responsible for delivery and some gynecological diseases. This is why Zhang Heng will focus his attention on him.

The judges judged him more complicatedly. On the one hand, his fees were very low. Although he was not able to talk about Divine Doctor ’s skill, it still played a role, but many of them said that when they were with him, It will feel very uncomfortable, especially his eyes, when his eyes fall on you as if he was stared at by a snake.

Zhang Heng inquired about Mark Cohen’s residence and rushed there before sunset.

The smell here is not too good, there is a pigsty not far away, there is chicken dung that can be seen everywhere on the road, women are washing clothes by the sewage, and several black men with smoked faces should be in the nearby factories The boiler worker is coming from a distance.

Zhang Heng didn’t need much time to find the courtesan’s apartment, but when he knocked on the door, there was no answer.

Zhang Heng looked at the lock on the door and found that it was only the most rudimentary kind, basically it could only protect the gentleman, so Zhang Heng glanced at all around again, seeing that no one noticed this side, quietly with the knife he carried Lifted the door lock.

The smell in the door was even worse than outside. It was a special smell mixed with sweat and rotten smell. Zhang Heng frowned pulled out the revolver around his waist.

As a result, just two steps later, I saw a pool of blood on the ground. There was almost no furniture in the apartment. There was only a bed, a wardrobe, and a dining table. Socks and dirty clothes were thrown everywhere. Zhang Heng went along The blood stain came to a cloth curtain, and a pair of boots could be seen through the gap under the cloth curtain.

Zhang Heng did not open the curtain, but stab it directly with the right hand knife. The blade easily tore the fabric, but it fell empty behind the curtain.

A false alarm? The boot still didn’t move on the ground, so it seemed that it was just here by its owner.

Zhang Heng quickly opened the curtain with his other hand, and saw a place similar to a simple consultation room, with 2 stools and a small workbench. Among them, the most noticeable one is undoubtedly the one on the workbench. Bloody organ.

The blood and smell on the ground came from here, and a group of flies were gorge oneself at the moment.

Zhang Heng ’s first reaction was to find the part of the uterus and abdomen meat that Bernice lost in the third homicide case. In this way, he was equivalent to locking the murderer, but next moment when he came to the table When I looked closely, I found that the shape and size of the above things were not like human uterus, but more like an animal.

Zhang Heng thought of the pigsty I saw on the roadside before.

Apart from this, he also saw a note on the table, Zhang Heng opened the note, turned 2 pages, and found that the above records were fragmented, most of them were some life trivia, and some medical research, But when I turned to the back, the content changed, and I could see that the people writing things became more and more impatient.

Not only did the handwriting become more and more scribbled, but the content also began to change. It was more related to the prostitutes. He complained that he earned less money, complaining that the prostitutes always pretended to be pitiful. , A month ago, he seemed to have clashes with two prostitutes. One of them walked off his pocket watch while he was seeing a doctor. Mark Cohen chased him out and was stumbled to the ground by another prostitute. A tooth was lost.

Zhang Heng was about to watch it again, but at this time there was a sound of opening the door behind him. Zhang Heng stuffed his notes into his arms. The person also opened the door of the house. The sound of footsteps seemed to be more than one person, but two. .

This surprised Zhang Heng, but it did not affect his plan.

Zhang Heng can now jump directly into the window and walk away, but when he used a knife to cut the curtain, this path was actually ruled out by him, because once Mark Cohen found that his residence had been moved, it would definitely be immediately Escape, even more how Zhang Heng took away his notes.

So Zhang Heng simply chose to grab the target directly here, and then sent to the police station.

He hid behind the curtain, listening to the sound of footsteps, and in the heart was silently calculating. While one of them was reaching out to lift the curtain, his knife was also handed out. Zhang Heng could see the surprise on the target’s face and the eyes Frightened, fortunately Zhang Heng took his hand at the crucial moment.

Another policeman also immediately pulled out a pistol around his waist.

Zhang Heng raised his hand and dropped the weapon in his hand, indicating that he was not malicious.

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An hour later, Holmes also came to the police station. He knocked on the floor with his cane and looked at Zhang Heng behind the iron fence with interest. “They planned to let you out half an hour ago, but I let them shut down again. For a while, so that you can experience what I felt before. “

“Did you tell the police that they wanted Mark Cohen?” Zhang Heng asked.

“Yes, in fact, before you went to the doctor’s house, he was already caught by the police, and the two police officers went to collect evidence.” Sherlock said with a smile, “It seems that this time bet I won, and I can finally think about what the opera is about to watch. “

“I don’t think so,” Zhang Heng looked at Holmes, leisurely said, “You caught the wrong person.”

“Catch the wrong person?” Holmes raised his eyebrows.

“You haven’t questioned Mark Cohen yet.”

“Good, but after listening to Lestrade said he was admitted as a murderer by the police.”

“It’s useless for him to admit,” Zhang Heng pulled out the notebook from his arms and shook it. “If you interrogate him, you will know that he is in a state of mental disorder.”