It was raining incessantly in London today, and lightning and thunder were thundering outside the windows of Scotland Yard.

The rumbling thunder and the occasional flash of lightning chains made Superintendent Clemens's face particularly ugly.

But fortunately, most of the superintendents' faces are the same as his, so they don't look unique among the crowd.

The superintendents left the door of the conference hall and looked at each other.

"Things seem to be getting bigger?"

"Didn't you listen to our young commander, Inspector Arthur? The road out of London has been guarded by a military garrison company, and the station is now guarded by military police, if we don't hurry up and dig out all those who do the business of the dead, we will have to suffer in the future. ”

"Let's go back and sort out all the recent deaths, maybe we really have a few dead rats in our hands."

"Fuck these fools! What is bad to sell, sell corpses! Tonight, the group worked overtime, and quickly searched the hotels in the jurisdiction, and it was hard to find out that the gang of dead people really had some corpses in their hands. ”

"Is there something wrong with your brain? Didn't you listen to the young man who commanded us?

Check the hospital in the jurisdiction first, the corpse is not fresh, and they must be sent to the hospital after killing people.

The autopsy records of the hospital were first investigated, and all those who could not explain the origin of the bodies were handcuffed and examined. ”

"The hotel has to be checked too! Didn't you say that you would use that laughing gas to kill people? Oh, and by the way, there are opium tinctures, and everything related to narcotics, if you find a lot of stock in the hotel, there is a good chance that there will be a problem. ”

"The shops and itinerant vendors that sell these things also have to be questioned, and anyone who has a large transaction record has to be questioned carefully!"

"The cemetery also has to be checked, and the team of mourners may not be clean either. These corpse sellers should not only kill people, after all, digging graves and stealing fresh corpses has been going on since the last century. ”

"Fuck! I know of a few unclean gravediggers who have been too lazy to deal with them before, because these rats have also learned to be shrewd, as long as the corpse, do not steal the belongings of the burial.

Therefore, even if they are arrested, they will be convicted of illegal possession of the corpse at most, and they will be released with a little fine.

But now that I've been forced to do this, I'm going to take them for business. ”

"Are you too lazy to catch it? The rats are all very rich. I've heard that a ground rat can get about ten to twelve pounds for selling a corpse, are you sure you or your men aren't taking any benefit from them? ”

The superintendents were having a lively discussion, but Clemens was not participating.

He hurriedly said goodbye to his colleagues, and then hurried to his liaison office in Scotland Yard.

As soon as he opened the door to his office, he found a familiar figure waiting there, it was Arthur's sheriff, Bridon Jones, who had succeeded Arthur's old boss, Sergeant Willocks.

Clemens breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly closed the office door.

He took off his hat and put it on the table, and asked, "You weren't seen when you came, were you?" ”

Jones found that his old chief rarely showed a trace of nervousness, and couldn't help but wonder, "What's going on?" ”

Superintendent Clemens pointed out the door and said, "Your current boss, Arthur Hastings, is in the conference hall." ”

"Sheriff Hastings here?"

Jones was also a little panicked at this time, and he asked, "Why is he here?" ”

Clemens took a deep breath and frowned, "The Ministry of the Interior has ordered a thorough investigation into the disappearance of the parish of St. Giles, and the War Department has also sent military police to support.

As for your boss, I don't know how he obtained the authorization of the Ministry of the Interior, he is now the operational commander of the investigation team, and I and the superintendents of the other jurisdictions involved in the case are now at his disposal. ”

"This ......," Jones was visibly panicked, and he spoke: "The matter of St. Giles can't be investigated!" If he investigates this, then won't our affairs have to be revealed together? ”

Clemens slammed his fist on the desk: "Fuck! This group of corpse sellers almost ruined Lao Tzu's big business. I knew it would be like this, I should have taken care of them in the first place! I managed to block the Duke of Sussex's application for investigation, but I didn't expect to end up here. ”

Jones hurriedly asked, "Sir, what should we do now?" Do you want to block Inspector Hastings' investigation? ”

Clemens stood by the window, looking at the heavy rain in the streets, his mind slowly regained its calm, and his mind gradually became clearer.

He suddenly asked, "No, haven't you heard that proverb?"

When the rooster starts crowing, it won't be quiet unless the morning has passed.

People always worship the rising sun, not the setting sun.

Your boss is in the limelight right now, don't touch his moldy head, and working against him won't end well.

It can be seen that Sir Peel values him very much, and the people who value us are not in their position right now, and we must get through this for a while.

In my opinion, the Tories probably won't last long. When the Whigs come up, we'll have a backer. ”

"You mean?"

"We must actively cooperate with Inspector Hastings' investigation, not only to cooperate, but also to investigate faster than him, and to find out some of the bodies sold before him. Only in this way can we blame the other part of the missing body on the corpse sellers. ”

Jones was stunned: "But you say so, but how?" This case is not easy to investigate. ”

Clemens asked, "Where is Fred now?" ”

When Jones heard this name, he immediately understood what Clemens wanted to do, and he hurriedly replied: "I arranged for him to go to the old ship prison to pick up the goods two days ago, according to your instructions, and he should not have come out yet." ”

Clemens calculated: "You find a chance to release him quickly, that batch of goods will be put in prison first, and it won't be able to escape anyway."

Let's go and ask him to use his connections underground to find out a few of the people who sold the corpses for me.

You go and tell him that you have to do things quickly, you have to make a profit, and I am in a hurry to use these people who sell corpses! ”

When Jones heard this, he suddenly swallowed, and he remembered the last time he saw Fred.

"Yes...... But what if Fred doesn't agree? That man...... The brain doesn't seem to be easy to ......."

"No promise?"

Clemens turned around, he glared and picked up Jones's collar: "Then you can tell him that the crime he committed in the Guards Cavalry Brigade back then is still in my hands."

He's okay with Willocks, but he's okay with me, he doesn't have that skill! I think there's a way to kill him.

Remember to bring a gun when you meet him, and if he doesn't agree, then you will kill him on the spot!

In fact, the result is no different, it is nothing more than that we have less additional income.

Let's hand over Fred's body, and the disappearance case can also be explained. ”

Jones looked at his old boss fixedly, and the cold sweat behind his back couldn't stop flowing.

After a long time, he remembered to raise his hand and salute: "Yes, sir!" ”