Nineteenth Century Medical Guide

Chapter 21 21. Bargaining
Since treating Carvey as a suspect that day, Werther has been a little elusive about this young man.

A garden pruner who originally wanted to be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts, who was just 17 years old and never attended middle school, how did he learn human anatomy?And how did he sneak into the Municipal General Hospital with his knowledge of anatomy, and became Ignatz's assistant without a background of medical education?

Did he have anything to do with Rosa's death?
Where's Andre?

The successive deaths of the landlord and tenant at No. 73 Basinger Street must have been a major case in the past, or at least they had to be investigated together.But this time the director gave an order to make it an accident.There must be considerations from the director and the higher-ups. As the detective, Werther must implement it, but this does not affect his private pursuit of the truth.

It's not that he wants to stare at Kavi, but that he only has Kavi as a suspect.

"How long have you lived in Basinger Street?"

"It's almost half a year." Carvey reminded with a smile, "Inspector, you asked me once the day before yesterday, in the carriage to the police station."

"Oh, yeah."

Werther pressed his forehead hard to wake up his head after a busy night: "Then when was the last time you saw Andre?"

This is a very straightforward question, and the answer determines the direction of subsequent questions. Carvey has to make a choice, whether to lie to him or tell the truth.Andre knew the existence of the man in black, and the most straightforward thing was to disassociate himself from the relationship, but there must be risks in deceiving people, and once he was discovered, he would immediately become the main object of suspicion.

Since he dared to rub against the opponent's car, Carvey was ready: "Just last night."

"Last night?" Werther suddenly came alive, "Did you see him last night?"

"Yes, after seven o'clock in the evening, in my room." Carvey said [-]% of the truth and hid [-]% of the false, "I just want to pay the rent owed this month, and then discuss the matter of renting out The rental house is too far away from the hospital, and I have to take a carriage to go back and forth. To save trouble, I will move to the hospital tonight."

He dared to say that he had met Andre, mainly because the accident happened in the northern outskirts of the city, a long distance from Basinger Street.Even if you take the fastest carriage in the city, it will take an hour to get there.

And this kind of carriage is often the personal belongings of the upper class.

It was impossible for Carvey to take the body and ride in someone else's carriage for two hours to the scene of the incident.It is also impossible to dump the corpse on the spot, because the Danube River that enters Vienna flows from northwest to southeast, and the corpse will only go downstream further east.

In fact, Carvey did not leave the rental house, it was true, so there was no need to hide it.

As for the quarrel between the two and the new lease of 5 crowns, they were hidden because they were directly related to the man in black.Even now that both cases have been ruled accidental, Carvey wants nothing to do with Rosa's death.

"What time did he leave?" Werther continued to ask.

"My chief detective, isn't the case already finalized? Why are you asking questions again?"

Witte made an excuse: "Because I couldn't find any witnesses, I just wanted to ask casually to understand the situation."

"It's around 8 o'clock, I don't really check the time."

"Did you tell me where you were going?"

"No." Carvey said, "I'm about to quit the rent. It's too late for him to get angry. How could he tell me this?"

Witt nodded: "What time did you get home last night?"

"Get off work before 07:30, and get home before [-]:[-]."

"What clothes is he wearing?"

"It's the same as the photo in the newspaper, with a black coat and a checkered vest." Carvey said with a smile, "It seems that the inspector is starting to doubt me again."

Of course, Werther has doubts about him. He has seen all the residents of No. 73, and Carvey is the most abnormal.But Werther did not expect that this young man dared to sit in the police carriage and chatted with himself about the events before Andre's death like a bystander.

With Ignatz as a guarantee, even if he wants to doubt, he has to produce some evidence, otherwise he can only keep it in his heart.

"Forget it, when I didn't say it."

Werther glanced at him, stretched again, and let his body lean against the back of the chair.Thinking of the scene of Kavey trying his best to help the maternal patient just now, he slowly let go of his guard and removed Kavey from the list of suspects for the first time.

A doctor's assistant who is willing to stand up for vulnerable female patients against male rape is even underage, so what bad intentions can he have?

I haven't slept all night, my body is important, I'd better sleep for a while and rest.
Werther's eyelids were slowly glued together, and not long after, there were snoring sounds in the carriage.

The two date chestnut horses were advancing quickly under the whip of the coachman's love, and Carvey sat quietly opposite Werther, with a smile on his face.This carriage was not in vain, not only proved his innocence, but also gained a new understanding of the inspector.

Of course, Carvey has no bad intentions, but there is an essential difference between "no" and "won't have". Carvey's "no" is just the result of rational screening.

Two afternoons ago, when he was standing at the door of his house facing the other party's suspicion, he even had the idea of ​​piercing Werther's carotid artery with the tip of a quill pen.But like last night, it was just a passing thought.Regardless of the difference in the number of the two sides or the force value, he has no reason to take action.

Enemies should be resolved rather than knotted. Now that Ignatz is the backer, he will not be dragged into the police station for questioning, so he is more willing to classify this detective as an ordinary friend.

"This No. 73 is quite evil. I will move out tonight. The hospital is still safe."

The speed of the police carriage was much faster than that of ordinary rental carriages, and they arrived at the police station in less than 10 minutes.Before getting off the car, Kavit found the driver and asked about the surrounding situation: "By the way, driver, is there any chemical plant nearby?"

"Chemical plants? The chemical plants are all in the south, this direction is wrong."

"What about the pharmacy?"

"As for the pharmacy, there is one in front of the police station. It's quite famous. You can go and have a look."

There is no distinction between internal and external, and surgery is a destructive process after all, requiring a large amount of internal medicine to support it.

Among the three elements of surgery, anesthesia and disinfection are related to drugs.It's a pity that the production of medicines was limited by the level of the chemical industry at that time. The chemical industry had just begun to develop in the 19th century. Carvey didn't know enough about this era, so he needed to do some field research.

After getting off the car, Werther ran to the dormitory to sleep, while Carvey silently recorded the location of the pharmacy, then turned and entered the police station.

The anatomy room where Musil is located is in the innermost small room of the police station. The environment is worse than that of Ignatz, and the tools are not enough. The only thing that can be compared is the dispensable ventilation. ability.

"The smell is really strong."

Kavi held his nose and knocked on the door and entered the room. The first thing he saw was the forensic doctor who was the same age as Ignatz but had already been blessed: "I am the assistant in the surgical ward of the Municipal General Hospital. The teacher's entrustment, come here to find Teacher Musil."

Musil looked Kawi up and down, and welcomed him in.

When Andre's body was brought here at 2 o'clock in the middle of the night, Musil had already thought of Ignatz's reaction.He knew how much his old friend wanted the corpse, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't plan to come in person at all.

Musil sat back at his desk, ignored the pungent smells around him, and poured a whole cup of steaming coffee into his mouth: "Where are the others?"

"The body has just been delivered, the teacher should be busy."

"Busy."

Musil put down the coffee cup, raised his legs, and took out a pipe from the drawer.Put the loose tobacco in the bag into the bucket, press it flat, slow fire, cold draw, the smoke is exhaled through the breath, the whole process reveals an elegance that only belongs to the old Europeans.

Time was in Carvey's favour, so he just stood aside and watched without saying a word, but he didn't know whether to go up and say: Smoking is harmful to health【1】.

After smoking for three rounds, Musil finally came to his senses, and suddenly asked, "Why did he ask you to come?"

"Oh, I heard that another corpse was delivered last night." Carvey patted his pocket and said with a smile, "The hospital is very short of corpses recently, and the teacher wants to take them away together."

"Okay." Musil had already thought about this matter, and two hours ago, he typed up the application report when the leader just came to work, "The body is lying on the bed in front, 60 kroner Just take it away."

Carvey looked forward along his fingers, and immediately turned around and said, "Can you let me take a look?"

"You want to see?" Musil nodded, "Okay, go and see for yourself."

Andre, like Rosa, was packed in a light yellow linen bag. The cold winter air and the icy water of the Danube made his body not completely hardened. The mortuary sign on the bag reads "And Rosa The content of the same paragraph: [accident].

Opening the cloth bag, Carvey reconfirmed his identity. The bloodless and fat face in front of him was his landlord, Andre Edmund.

He breathed a sigh of relief and began to perform his duties as an assistant.

It's okay for Ignatz to spend a lot of money, but he must show his value as an assistant.Considering the dissection, the price of a corpse should be directly related to its completeness.

In other cases, Musil would not be able to control the selling price. In order to give the correct cause of death, every corpse has to be autopsied, and very few can be sold.It's just that this time Andre was named and dealt with coldly, whether the autopsy or not has nothing to do with the result, so he didn't bother to use the knife.

In Carvey's view, if Andre was killed by a blow to the back of the head with a heavy object, it would indeed be worth 60 crowns.But in fact, his limbs, chest, abdomen, and back all had signs of injury, and blood stasis and wounds were very obvious.

Relying on the bone friction feeling [2], four limbs were broken in seven or eight places, and it was hard to judge how many ribs were broken. The whole chest was like the outer layer of chocolate crispy shell softened by ice cream. a word:

Thoracic laceration 【3】.

This is a situation that only occurs with severe blunt trauma. Combining the situation of the limbs and the head, it is really far from the slip and fall mentioned by Witte.If it is insisted that he fell to his death, I am afraid that he would have to fall from the mountain and have some intimate contact with the gravel along the way to achieve this effect.

"20 crowns."

This is the quotation given by Kawei, and he slashed directly on Musil's waist, causing him to inhale a big puff of cigarettes into his lungs, and couldn't help coughing: "cough, cough, you just now, cough Heck, what did you just say?"

"I said, this corpse is only worth 20 crowns."

(End of this chapter)