v2 Chapter 265： notes (1/2)

Zhang Heng did not know where Sherlock Holmes had gone. Instead, he found some tricks that had a good relationship with the three victims before, and restored the trajectories of the three victims' lives from their lives.

Zhang Heng finally locked his eyes on a man named Mark Cohen.

He is a Jewish doctor active in the Whitechapel generation, but he is not a qualified doctor registered by the Central Medical Board. Of course, the true qualified doctors rarely serve witches.

Those pampered physicians will not say anything. The three major levels of Chinese physicians have always been the first level, claiming to be gentlemen. However, with the rise of surgeons and pharmacists, physicians are constantly losing leadership, especially when After pharmacists gradually transformed into general practitioners, they are working with surgeons to actively promote the reform of the British medical system and strive for more rights ... but even for general practitioners, the number of eastern districts is not large, let alone to the most The bottom witch serves.

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

In a sense, he has a role similar to that of a general practitioner. He basically looks at everything, and is also responsible for midwifery and some gynecological diseases. This is why Zhang Heng will focus on him.

The witches' evaluation of him is more complicated. On the one hand, his fees are very low. Although there is nothing magical about it, he can still play some role, but many witches say that when he is with him, It will be very uncomfortable, especially his eyes, when his eyes fall on you like he is stared at by a snake.

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

The smell here is not very good, there is a pigsty not far away, there are chicken dung everywhere on the road, women are washing clothes by the sewage, a few smoked black men should be boilers in a nearby factory Workers are coming from a distance.

It didn't take long for Zhang Heng to find the doctor's apartment, but when he knocked on the door, there was no response.

Zhang Heng glanced at the lock on the door, and found that it was only the simplest one, basically he could only guard against gentlemen, so Zhang Heng glanced around again, seeing that no one noticed this, quietly picked with the knife on his body The door was unlocked.

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

As a result, there was a pool of blood on the ground just two steps away. 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 walked along the bloodstain. In front of a curtain, a pair of boots can be seen through the gap under the curtain.

Zhang Heng didn't open the curtain, but stabbed directly with a small knife in his right hand. The blade easily tore the fabric, but fell behind behind the curtain.

A false alarm? The boot was still on the ground, so it seemed that it was only placed by its owner.

Zhang Heng quickly opened the curtain with the other hand and saw a place similar to a simple consultation room. There were two stools and a small workbench. The most noticeable one was undoubtedly one of the workbenches. Bloody organ.

The blood and stink on the ground came from here, and at this moment a flock of flies was enjoying it.

Zhang Heng's first reaction was to find the part of Bernice's uterus and abdomen that was lost in the third murder. In this way, he would have locked the killer, but the next moment when he walked to the table When I look closely, I find that the shape and size of the above things are not like human uterus, but more like some kind of animal.

Zhang Heng thought of the pigpen he saw on the roadside before.