Nineteenth Century Medical Guide

Chapter 153 150. Legs and Riding Boots
Riding boots are a necessity in the upper class, especially for military families like Ludwig and his sons. Horseback riding has an additional layer of work attributes in addition to entertainment.The ability to ride a horse determines part of the ability to work. If a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools. Albert must have several pairs of expensive riding boots.

Karvey has seen a lot of gorgeous boots, from the young king in military uniform to the Earl Moraso who yearns for the battlefield, all of them are expensive boots on weekdays, some even go above the knee.They are all made of high-quality leather, and after being handed by famous shoemakers, each pair can be called a work of art.

But no matter how expensive and exquisite they are, they can't be compared with the pair in front of him.

"This guy is really rich." Kavi the cat walked back and forth around the table, looking at the red gemstones inlaid on the riding boots, "It's the first time I've seen gemstones on the boots, so I'm not afraid of it falling off."

"Our inlay technology is top-notch, and we use the most top-notch bezel inlaid technology, there is no possibility of falling." Jewelry store owner Hailalai said very well, "If you don't believe me, you can try it with a sword."

Werther quickly interrupted him: "Whether the gem can fall has 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 he agreed to help him inlay these rubies in a week." The boss pushed the apprentice behind him forward, "He came to the store six days ago I stayed in the store for less than 10 minutes to pick up the goods. After seeing the leather boots given by Schmidt, I paid the final payment readily and left directly."

"Schmidt?"

"Oh, his name is Schmidt, and he is my apprentice."

If the boss hadn't mentioned this name, Carvey would not have noticed that there was another person in the dean's office.The case itself didn't appeal much to Carvey. On the contrary, this person reminded him of the appendix tumor removal he had done with Ignatz before: "Aren't you the son of Father Yannick?"

"A foster son, Dr. Carvey."

"Yes, adopted son." Carvey smiled and asked, "How is the priest recovering now?"

"Dr. Carvey's medical skills are excellent, and my father is in very good health now. Since the operation, there has been no abdominal pain." Schmidt is in his early twenties and has worked in a jewelry store for three years. "Mr. Albert came to the store The boss happened to go out to discuss business that day, and I received him."

"He took the boots and left?"

"Less than ten minutes before and after, Mr. Sheriff."

"He came alone?"

"He was alone when he first came, but before he left, a girl came to him." Schmidt recalled the situation at that time, "It was the girl who made him leave as soon as possible, and of course it was also out of trust in our store. , Mr. Albert just checked a little and left."

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Werther and Carvey looked at each other, and they all 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 into the carriage as soon as they left the store, and headed south."

The jewelry store is located in the city center, and to the south is a large factory area and residential area. The direction of the carriage is difficult to be a clue to continue tracking.Besides, there are too many rented carriages in Vienna, and the coachman is different from the jewelry store, and he has to receive many passengers every day. Whether he can remember Albert depends entirely on luck.

However, the cloudy case has finally made progress, at least the identity of the victim has been further confirmed.

"Although there is also the possibility of changing the boots or losing them." Werther glanced at the boots and said, "If nothing else happens, these should be Albert's own legs."

"It's the same method as before." Carvey looked at the leather boots that still had some small water droplets, "And the murderer doesn't seem to have any interest in money."

"The brightest ruby, the biggest one probably costs thirty to forty thousand crowns. I was taken aback when I first bought it." The owner of the jewelry store said, "In fact, these boots are also very valuable, according to what Mr. Albert said , the original price in Italy was around [-] crowns."

It is indeed strange that the gems were not picked out. Could it be that the murderer was not short of money at all?
Or do you not know the value of gems at all?Thought it was just a very common thing?

"Thank you for your cooperation. If I have other questions in the future, I have to go to the store to find you."

"Can we go?"

"Ah."

Werther sent away the bosses Hailalai and Schmidt first, and then took Carvey 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 several hours by the bushes, the lower legs left in the low temperature were easy to rot.In order to determine the cutting equipment, time and technique as soon as possible, Witte found the anatomy teaching and research section of the medical school as soon as he entered the campus.

"Did Sergeant Witt find what he wanted in the pharmaceutical factory?"

"The list is already in hand, but the person in charge of this case is Del Rio. I'm just helping out. Now Sergeant Del Rio is still taking notes one by one, so I'll come back first." Witt 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, and the quantity was not small."

"After all, all the medicines produced are necessary for surgery, and the prices are very cheap."

Carvey did not make too many comments on the pharmaceutical company.

In his eyes, the pharmaceutical factory is just a tool to make money and popularize medicines.When money and life are mixed together and become a business, the profits are huge, but it is also accompanied by various risks. Only by keeping a low profile can the factory continue to operate safely.

"I didn't expect you to start your own factory in just two months."

"It's all money from Mr. Laszlo and his friends. I didn't pay a penny myself."

"I know you can get a large profit without paying any money. Let's not talk about this, let's talk about the case first." Werther didn't intend to break the casserole and ask the bottom line. Anyway, he wouldn't say, "From medicine Judging from the origins and working hours of the personnel inside the factory, they seem to have no motive for committing the crime."

"Yes, because it is some distance from the urban area, the employees of the pharmaceutical factory live in the newly built dormitory."

"In the previous week, no employee had chosen to leave the drug."

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"Judging from the drug purchase list, the purchasers are basically related to the hospital, and they can only be the doctors and hospitals who purchased the drugs." Witte is not willing to believe this, because the word "medicine" represents kindness and nobility , "But you said before that the murderer is unlikely to be a doctor."

"It's just an inference, not absolute." Carvey said, "After all, doing these things while wailing, it's very abnormal to think about it."

"We can only wait for Professor Lange's anatomical conclusion."

Carvey also knew that if he went to the anatomy teaching and research room, he would definitely meet that Professor Langer.

Since the last classroom turmoil, the other party didn't like me very much, and he was reluctant to grant an anatomy exemption.It is inevitable to say a few words when we meet again now, it's not that Kawei is afraid of him, it's just that he finds it troublesome.

"Or I'd better not go." He thought of retreating, "There are some small conflicts between me and Professor Lange, 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, isn't it just a pair of legs, just look for him." Carvey still has to give the other party the most basic respect, "I went there to add to the superfluity, which doesn't make much sense."

Werther is not willing to give up.

Years of investigation experience told him that the more consultants in the investigation process, the better.Especially in professional disciplines like medicine, where it is difficult for outsiders to intervene, it is always good to have more people, and there is no need to pay money anyway.

In this way, Carvey was "dragged" into the anatomy teaching and research room in a daze.

This is actually Professor Lange's office. The entire teaching and research section occupies half of the floor, demonstrating the absolute leadership of anatomy in medical education.Only 1/3 of it is the office area, and the remaining 2/3 is occupied by his private dissection room.

But considering that the teaching and research building is not big, the area of ​​the dissection room is larger than Ignatz's dissection room in the Municipal General Hospital.

"Professor Lange, how is the anatomy of the legs?" Werther asked as soon as he entered the door, "Can you confirm that it is Mr. Albert himself?"

"Not yet." Lange said with his back to the door, "But judging from the size of the muscles, at least he is a muscular man with a height of about 1 meters. There is skin abrasion on the ankle. It should be that he often wears similar boots."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but look back, and happened to meet Kawei's eyes: "Kawei?"

"Professor Lange, good afternoon."

"Where is it still in the afternoon? It's already six o'clock." Lange put down the scalpel in his hand, with no interest, "Didn't you already exempt from anatomy, why are you still free to come to me?"

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"I brought him here." Werther 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. My legs have been cryopreserved. It's hard to tell when." Lange replied silently, and then said, "If I'm forced to give an answer, it's probably three or four days ago."

Carvey hurried to the dissecting table, with those calves in front of him.

You don't need any muscle judgment, you can basically make a male conclusion just by looking at the size of your bipeds.

"It turned out that the tibial plateau was resected with one knife, and no muscle skin flap was made. The incision seemed smooth, but there were still a lot of marks." Carvey briefly described what he saw, and then gave a possible answer , "Probably not a surgeon."

Lange added: "It's not an autopsy either."

What Werther needs is evidence: "Do you have any reason?"

"There's nothing on the incision that would indicate surgical skill, I just think the whole cutting process is crude and unprofessional."

"I think so too." Lange stood with Carvey this time. "At the same time, I also feel that it is too wasteful to cut off the calf with such good anatomical materials in front of me. If it were me, I would definitely Dissect it first, and then find a place to bury it."

Sending body parts is an incredible thing.

Sending it to the marshal's mansion is reasonable, it can be interpreted as disgusting marshal.But what is the purpose of sending it to the University of Vienna now?Could it be that Albert and the University of Vienna have an intersection?
Carvey thought of what to say, and asked directly: "Mr. Albert studied here?"

"No, no." Witte 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 gently cut the skin on both sides of the ankle again: "I only know that the owner of the legs doesn't like to wear socks on weekdays. There are many skin lesions on both ankles. It should be slowly rubbed on the leather on both sides. Forming."

"This is nothing special, we still have no way to make a judgment on the identity of the corpse."

"After all, it's a leg, not a face, and I can't help it." Lang shook his head and continued, "But the blood color of these legs is too pale, so maybe they rushed to drain the blood from the beginning?" Yes."

Kavi didn't hide it either, and just told all the clues he heard in the Marshal's mansion.

Lange didn't know this at the beginning, but as the director of the anatomy teaching and research section of the medical school, he obeyed the command of the police chief 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 the fifth day."

"I met with the marshal several times many years ago. I was a military doctor, and I asked me if there was any good way to treat low back pain." Lange was a little bit embarrassed, but he didn't expect that the legs in his hand would be Ludwig's. Son, "Oh, the troubles of the world."

The autopsy was over quickly, and there was really nothing to examine about a pair of calves.

Originally, Lange was going to write a few sentences casually as his own professional opinion, but now that he knew it was related to Ludwig, he didn't dare to be sloppy, and directly asked to go to the hospital to see Musil, and described it according to the standard procedure of autopsy.

Just when 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 all the way over.Carvey felt strange, because the antibacterial experiment had just started, and Savarin had to stay in the laboratory: "Why are you here?"

Savarin was dressed roughly, and said intermittently: "The experiment, the experiment has yielded results."

"How can it be so fast, at least it will take several days."

"No, that's not what I meant." Savarin swallowed, and continued, "I mean the herbs are poisonous."

(End of this chapter)