Nineteenth Century Medical Guide

Chapter 84 81. Did you see it wrong?
10:33 p.m.

The police station was extremely deserted at night, only an oil lamp was still on in the interrogation room.Sitting in front of Werther was a thin young girl in ragged clothes, a crumpled overcoat, and blood all over her body.

her husband's blood.

Facing such a murderer, Werther did not take coercive measures against her, because when he arrived at the scene, he saw the girl guarding the gate alone, obedient the whole time, neither fleeing nor resisting.She didn't say anything on the way back to the police station, and her mood was much calmer than Werther thought.

It's just that those slightly trembling little hands kept telling others that it was her first time to kill someone.

"What's your name?"

"Nora, Nora Cedmonas Erigo."

"What is your relation to the dead Mr. Frannie Baines?"

"They were husband and wife two hours ago."

"You have been living at 155 East Neilington Street, where the crime took place?"

"Correct."

"Tell me about the situation."

The girl had already prepared her speech: "There is nothing much to say about the situation. I killed the man, and it has nothing to do with Dr. Carvey who came to check my wound."

Generally speaking, there is no need to continue the questioning at this point.

Put the person in prison, and then send the recorded case file, along with the autopsy records, to the director's office, and Witt will be able to close the case.As for the subsequent judgment, it has nothing to do with him, it is just a murder case.
But he knew that there must be a deeper reason for this case, and the conscience in his heart prevented him from ending it hastily: "I know it has nothing to do with Carvey, and he has been pleading for you, but it's useless, I have to know cause and process."

Nora touched her belly, which was still tightly wrapped in bandages, and recalled what happened before. Although her emotions calmed down a lot, the adrenaline produced still remained in her body.

She tensed her muscles and suppressed the trembling [1]: "The reason is that he had a big fight with me and beat me with a stick, and then he bumped into the knife in my hand."

"Ok?"

"...repeatedly bumped 24 times."

Nora looked very calm, she didn't feel ashamed or angry about Flenny's death, because she had vented it all.Now she only has the refreshing feeling after venting her anger, nothing else.

Facing such a woman who doesn't care about life and death, Werther has no good solution. He can only help her reduce her sentence and plead to make her speak: "If you explain the process and the reason for the murder, I may be able to help you. You, at least I can help you get the chance to see your child for the last time."

Nora thought of the newborn child, hesitated for a while before saying, "What's the point of saying this now."

"Yes, of course! You are only 19, you are a minor! You will not be sentenced to public hanging."

Witte reminded: "In fact, even if you are an adult, as long as you have sufficient reasons, the hanging may be changed to life or 30 years in prison. Believe me, this is not a picture I imagined, but an example. It is becoming more and more conservative.”【2】

Nora wanted to die, but she didn't expect that what she was facing was not the death penalty: "Really?"

"From my experience, as long as you provide solid evidence, you will most likely be sentenced to 5-10 years. Of course, if you don't say anything, they will think you are the pure perpetrator. I'm afraid this time will More than 20 years."

Both are fixed-term imprisonment, but the difference in years will be particularly obvious.

Nora will be a little touched when she speaks earnestly about this, no one wants to wait to die in prison: "He is a beast! Every day after drinking, he comes home and asks me for money. If he doesn't give it, he will beat me. After taking the money Immediately go to gamble. I escaped, but he escaped twice and was found by his friends. Later, I had a child, and I really couldn’t escape.”

After just saying a few words, Nora's eyes became moist.

Werther wrote down all these, and continued to ask following her words: "Even so, you didn't think about killing him, did you?"

Nora nodded: "A few days ago, he said that he would sell me. After the sale, the child would be thrown into the orphanage. I really broke down. I don't want to do this, I just want to live a good life, be poorer and more tired It doesn't matter, I can find a job, so can he."

"and then?"

"He brought up this matter again at noon today, hoping that I will be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible and follow the buyer to live a good life."

After hearing this, Werther almost couldn't write anymore with the pen in his hand.He knew there was no use in cursing a dead man, but he couldn't resist the obscenity.

Nora took a deep breath: "I made a decision after he left. I've had enough. I have my freedom. Why should I become a commodity in the hands of others? I left the hospital early in the afternoon and dropped off my child on the way. I bought a good sister. Then I used the money others gave me to buy something to eat, and I was going to go home and cook him a last meal, and then I said goodbye."

There was indeed no sound of a child crying in the room. Witt thought he was asleep at first, but only now did he realize that he was being sent away.

"Staying in this house will kill him sooner or later, and keeping him will harm him." Nora said very indifferently.

Werther was not too surprised by Nora's choice. The shelter was already overcrowded. It is a kind of "kindness" for the child to send it away as soon as possible. This is the case in Austria, a Catholic country where abortion is particularly taboo. Extra serious. 【3】

"When I got home, I started preparing something to eat, and he sat on a chair cursing. He kept saying that the child was not his, and his face didn't look like his, so I was in a hurry to give it away, and then said that I had other men outside! "

Nora couldn't help but retorted from the air: "I never, never."

Werther gave her a glass of light wine, "I know, these have been written down, please speak slowly, there is no rush."

"Flenny owes a lot of money, and his legs are crippled." Nora drank all the wine, and her mood calmed down a little. Sell ​​it and pay back."

Werther knew that there were a lot of loopholes in the current public security system. Before there was a fait accompli, their power was infinitely close to zero, and women had no status at all, and men had the final say on everything.

But he still wants to say one more thing: "Actually, you can choose to call the police."

Nora was stunned, and put down the glass of wine: "Do you think I don't have it? If calling the police is really useful, I should hug my son and lie on the hospital bed of the Municipal General Hospital to take good care of him!"

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

A wry smile gradually appeared on the corner of Nora's mouth, and she really couldn't understand why her man could do such a thing without any scruples: "He found a buyer two days ago, and he specially waited for me to come back, and then let the German He paid a good price. He stood guard at the door with the stick he usually beats me with, and I couldn't resist."

Werther also knew it was stupid to repeatedly ask a question that he knew the answer to, but the record was like this, and he had to ask the other person to answer it himself: "Then you took a kitchen knife and killed him?"

"Yes."

Nora looked at her bloody hand, which seemed to have been scabbed with dried blood.

She recalled the whole process, which relieved her years of pressure in just half a minute, and even when she stated the process, she felt much more comfortable: "At that time, he was standing at the door, and in my hand was a Meat-cutting knives, just rushing through. I know I'm crazy, but trust me, it's really cool."

Werther looked at her, unable to believe what the 19-year-old mother had been through: "His stomach rotted."

Nora picked up a wet towel just sent by a policeman on duty, and wiped the blood on her body well: "I killed the man, and I don't regret it. The only person I'm sorry for is probably Dr. Carvey. I didn't expect to give him away." Get involved."

Werther took out a meat cleaver wrapped in a handkerchief from his hand. The tip of the knife was broken, and the blade was also broken. It should have been chopped to the bone: "Is this the knife you used?"

"Correct."

After re-reading the passage, Witte felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and then asked, "Where's the German?"

"That short, lewd guy? That guy is not a thing, but I didn't think about doing anything to him at first, so I moved my hands only when I was forced to do so."

Talking about Li Ben, Nora's eyes were full of disdain: "He has been messing with me. When Dr. Carvey knocked on the door, he thought that there was a competitor and wanted to force it while Flenny was away. I was in a hurry Just grabbed the knife at hand and slashed him a few times."

"How many knives?"

"I can't remember either."

"Where exactly was it cut?"

"Legs, arms and neck, that's about all I can remember."

Witt nodded and wrote everything into the transcript file. 【4】

At this time, someone knocked on the door of the interrogation room, and it was the forensic doctor Musil who came in with his head.He yawned twice, looked at Nora with interest, and asked, "I heard there was a murder?"

"Well, the body has been sent to you."

"Oh." Musil didn't know who the murderer was. He only thought that Nora was still a child, so he asked, "Is she a witness?"

Werther buried himself in writing his own report, and when he heard this stunned, he turned around and said with a smile, "She is a criminal suspect."

".she?"

"what happened?"

"Uh, nothing."

Werther stretched his waist and said, "I'll give you the transcript and on-site investigation records later, work overtime tonight, and get things done as soon as possible."

Musil walked in, took a sip of Werther's coffee, leaned over and glanced at the content on the paper, and shook his head again and again: "Little girl, you are too cruel. If you kill two of them at once, I don't need to sleep."

"What two, obviously there is only one."

Witte added "one dead and one injured" at the end of the content, and then said: "The other one should be seriously injured, not dead yet."

"Impossible." Musil read the transcript again, and said with a smile: "Don't be kidding, you cut so many knives and hurt your neck. By the time you arrive at the scene, the blood will have dried up. I say you are Didn't you see it wrong?"

"If I really saw it, I would be wrong, but in fact, I don't need to see it at all." Witt shrugged, "Kavi is there, and he should be in the hospital by this time."

"Kavi?"

"Yes, the young man who undercut the price of your corpse, Ignatz's new student."

The name Kavi is like a fly, which makes Musil tired of hearing it, but these days it is full of news about him, and Musil, who often drinks tea and reads the newspaper, can't ignore him: "How did that kid go there? No? No, why did he send the person to his own hospital again?"

"The person hasn't died yet. When we arrived, that guy could still wave and say hello to me. It doesn't necessarily mean sending a living person to the morgue."

Musil couldn't figure it out: "This is so strange"

Werther joked, "Why do you care so much? Hurry up and write down the autopsy results. There is such a big case, the director will definitely ask tomorrow morning."

The scene on No. 155 was far more tragic than the content of the interview.

And Nora was in a state of complete loss of control at the time, and she didn't remember exactly how she chopped it, and she didn't know what she did.Only a real autopsy like Musil, or a real life saver like Kawi, can get a glimpse of the wounds of the dead and wounded.

Fleurney had nothing to say, he looked uglier than pork in a slaughterhouse.

Anyway, the meat cutter will also cut out some patterns according to his own preferences. If he meets someone who is a bit pursuing, the knife skills will also bring some artistic sense, and the breath will be quicker.

However, due to Nora's height, except for two stabs into the thigh and four stabs in the groin, the knife that stabbed Flenny mostly entered the lower abdomen.There is a distance from the liver and spleen, and there is no heart and lung. Only the abdominal aorta and main branches in the deep center can achieve the purpose of rapid blood loss and death.

Flenny's legs and feet are inconvenient, even if he can resist with his hands, he can't stop Nora who is lying on top of him when he is lying on the ground, watching himself being stabbed to death.

He did say some soft words, such as "give you money", "I won't sell it", "it was my fault", "let me go", etc., but they all received a highly similar reply: a knife.

Multiple ruptures of the jejunum and ileum, multiple ruptures of the colon, three ruptured wounds at the lower border of the spleen, rupture of the liver, rupture of the superior and inferior mesenteric arteries, rupture of the inferior vena cava and abdominal aorta, rupture of both kidneys and bladder, and even a rupture of the long and narrow ureter It's not looking like it.

Musil opened the riddled abdominal cavity, and all he could see with the naked eye was a viscous mixture of blood clots and visceral organs that had been doused with feces and urine.It was obvious that he didn't even need to be checked, and just wrote "many internal organs were ruptured, he lost too much blood, and died on the spot".

And Kavey is much more troublesome here.

He first asked the neighbors who were watching to go to the police booth to call for a car, then he put on Nora's coat, picked up the equipment box at his feet, and walked into the house first.

Fleury was too dead, and it was not up to him to decide whether Nora would run or run.However, Li Ben, who managed to escape from Nora's first wave of attacks, was quite energetic and kept shouting for help inside. As a doctor who "takes saving lives and healing the wounded as his duty", Kawei must take care of it.

Li Ben was sitting by the aisle wall from the kitchen to the house, looking seriously injured.

There were stab wounds on his face, nose, neck, legs and arms, and thick blood continuously flowed down his body.He subconsciously clutched the most important thighs and neck in his body, looked at Kavey as if he was watching a hero come, and said with difficulty: "Doctor, save me!"

　I will make up what I owe as soon as possible, and strive to clear it as soon as possible→_→

　　
　
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