7 The Doctor
Doctor
Watson was not used to examining the dead on the alleys or sidewalks, or even
in the abode of the victim, but his association with the detective had widened
his expertise. He was invited by the inspector there at the scene.
“I
know it is unusual for you to attend, but the coroner is unwell, and the...”
The inspector had tried to explain his request. He had avoided the briefing
with the reporters and was to take an early evening off when the constable
caught up with him on the street.
“Inspector,
Sir. We have another one nearby.” The constable was huffing from the short tun
to catch up with the inspector. The latter looked over the constable’s left
shoulder. He saw no constable when he turned in at the corner, and it was a far
corner. That was why the constable was huffing away. More to it, he could not
make out any other coppers there on the street.
“Where
did you see me?” Inspector Lestrade asked. He then looked at his waist watch;
it was still within his working hours. Guess Ellen has the cold pillow to hold
on for the evening.
“On
the other street, and I rushed over.” The constable smiled. “Not my best,
Inspector Sir. I have been out of training of late.”
"Age,
or was it you just got married?” Inspector Lestrade was deploying the sarcasm
tone.
“Young
‘un at home keeping us awake, Inspector Sir.” The constable smiled. They all
smiled when talking about their family—the younger ones, though.
“Ok,
keep at it. I meant the works... I meant let us see the murder, which I assumed
you looked me up.” That was the prelude to the long walk to the alley, and
having to see a familiar face among the onlookers, the inspector approached
Doctor Watson.
“Inspector
Lestrade, I cannot tell much, but she... I assumed we do not know her name...
was or could be murdered two or more hours ago.” Doctor Watson had the
inspector hold the lantern, which was not bright for the work he was to do. He
looked to his watch, which showed ten o’clock then. “Most probably after eight
after the rushing traffic.”
“This
is not a busy area, Doctor. It is rather off the main streets.” Inspector
Lestrade said. He will know as needed a discrete place for their rendezvous.
“Noted
on that. As for the body, the organs were removed; crudely, I will concur based
on the cuts and the trails of entrails. The doctor noticed the inspector was
getting uncomfortable. “Did you have any meals just...”
“No,
Doctor. I had seen my share of dead bodies and opened cavities, but this one is
horrendous.”
“Yes,
they are when we considered our intestines can be three times longer than our
height.” Doctor Watson added on. “If it was shorter, we would be doing the
potty more often than we peed.”
“Anyway,
back to the body; the heart, liver, and kidneys, and even the stomach was
removed, but they seem not to be around.” Doctor Watson saw the coppers
investigating the alleyway. There were several boxes and trash there. “They
may...”
“I
doubt so, Doctor. The last victims; we found nothing.”
Doctor
Watson crouched down to examine the groin and told the inspector the womb and
uterus were removed.
“I
doubt there was any violation sexually, but dissection was done.” The doctor
moved to the head and then reported an unusual finding.
“She
was lobotomized too. I will say by a crude tool by the tears on the nose and
near the left eye.”
“Savage!”
Inspector Lestrade sighed. “How long before... she died?”
“Quick
dead, I believed. I can see the tear at the neck to indicate a bite that was
deep and severed the jugular there.”
“Thereafter,
no screams.” Inspector Lestrade was most descriptive. “Convenient, and the
alley...”
"Dark,
which is probably why the organs were...” Doctor Watson was closely examining
the cuts. “I can concur it was extracted by force.”
“It
could have taken no more than... ten minutes, or if assisted, five minutes.”
Doctor Watson added. “Murder for body parts, also known as medicine murder; not
to be confused with "medical murder," to excise body parts to use as
medicine or for other purposes like witchcraft. Medicine murder is often
termed ritual murder or multi murder, although there is evidence
to suggest that the degree of ritual involved in the making of
medicine is only a small element of the practice overall.”
“Presumably,
so but not conclusive. Till now, even to surgeons, the human anatomy was still
poorly understood, and fresh cadavers for dissection and
anatomical study were sometimes difficult to obtain. Mortuaries remained the
most common source, but in some cases, murderers killed their victims and
sold them for study and research purposes.”
“Medicine
murder is difficult to describe concisely, as it has changed over time,
involving an ever-greater variety of perpetrator, victim, method, and motive.”
The
good doctor had given the next prints a fantastic write, and if it sells, then
it will be published.
“Medicine
murder!” The headlines screamed across the city.
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