In the afternoon of December 23, 2022, East London.

It has been regarded as a slum in history. In Conan Doyle's writing, the most dangerous thing about London in the fog is the East Side.

——The dim light emitted by the gas lamps, and the thick white mist enveloped the White Church.

Although the autumn is strong, the night is still chilly. On the road, women with short skirts cannot be shorter, pulling the passing guests with their arms around. Only here can they see this kind of prostitute recruiting guests. The gangsters are nestling together in piles, talking about a woman's body or thighs, and occasionally glance at whether there are rich people passing by, intending to blackmail.

The smell of lust slowly rises like foam in the bathtub in the dirty and narrow alley, and everyone's eyes are filled with a drunken look.

Fishy smell, fragrant powder smell, sewage smell, perfume smell, whiskey and gin, dry firewood and fire... The wind faintly sends a few unnatural moans from afar. Then thick fog floats in the distance, which is the most terrifying legend in the fog.

When it comes to London, what you can think of is not the first industrial revolution, what you can think of is not the Age of Discovery, what you can think of is Queen Elizabeth, what you can think of is Jack the Ripper in the fog city. Then you can think of night, kerosene lamp, thick fog, alley, and a woman's body.

This is already an inertial thinking. Just like the first thing I think of when I go to Paris is the Eiffel Tower, but when I arrive in London, the only ones who are deeply affected are the horror detective novels with the fog as the background.

"It smells so bad!" Andrea sneezes and quickly takes out a handkerchief from his pocket and covers his nose.

The forensic doctor stared at Andrea outside the glass and continued the autopsy.

The director took a stack of information and threw it on Giuseppe. "The deceased is named Sofia Verdi, 23 years old. He is a Greek travel blogger who came to the UK for a trip for two weeks. According to the last call of her friend, it has been more than 5 days since today. Her friend reported the case four days ago. We found her near St. Paul's Cathedral last night."

"My God, this sounds like I think of White Church." Giuseppe frowned as he frowned as he frowned after looking through the photos of the crime scene.

"Maybe it is a reappearing homicide case spanning 140 years," said the director.

"It's probably already on the news, it's still global news." Giuseppe shook his head.

If the body is thrown in some alleys, it can still block the news, but the location of the body is thrown in St. Paul's Cathedral, which seems to be intentionally trying to make people know.

"Who is he? This is the police station..." The chief turned his gaze to Andrea.

"My secretary is equivalent to John H. Watson. The key is that he doesn't charge me a penny." Giuseppe said in the director's ear in a low voice.

Of course the director knew that Giuseppe was a miser, but he was very sure of Giuseppe's ability to do things, "The royal family issued a document secretly."

"It's not a time-limited mission, right?"

"There is a limited time for one week, because this has attracted the attention of nearly 12 million people. The cabinet, including the royal family, does not want to make this matter worse. If you need police support, call at any time. I will deal with her mother who fainted from crying." After saying that, the director turned around and left.

Giuseppe had no choice but to throw the information in his hand to Andrea.

The sealed room was filled with a disgusting odor, and the body began to rot. It was not like this before it was sent... The female corpse was lying on the dissection table, and the forensic doctor in charge of the dissection carefully examined her wounds. Sophia's abdomen was cruelly cut open, and all the organs inside disappeared, and even the trachea connected to the mouth disappeared neatly.

The forensic doctors have been tempered for a long time and have super psychological qualities, but in the face of this rare scene, the feeling of disgusting dizziness first appeared on the only female forensic doctor.

In fact, they had dissected several times. The fatal wound was cut open with a sharp knife in the left neck artery. It was like a pig killing, and the blood in the body was dried.

If the anatomy results are not problematic - no, they are professional. They have been certified by the Royal College of Surgery in Edinburgh, England and have rich forensic experience. Their conclusions will never be deviated. All blood in the victim's body was lost, and the body was grayed out due to the loss of blood - but there were not so many blood on the scene of the crime.

Where did the disappearing blood go?

The forensics sweated and looked at each other in a straightforward manner. The murderer definitely had rich medical experience, and had careful actions and careful planning.

The lunch Giuseppe had just eaten was sour and was about to turn up from his esophagus. He was a witness at the crime scene, he was not a forensic doctor, and he did not have such strong psychological qualities.

"How is it?" Giuseppe turned his back and looked at Andrea, who was still covering his nose. This was his revelation. He could smell and divide different smells in the air.

"Vampire." Andrea answered very simply.

"Don't vampires only suck blood?" Giuseppe asked.

"That's your personal wish. During World War II, you didn't betray the Czech Republic and thought everything would be fine?" Andrea patted Giuseppe on the shoulder and walked out, "Cafe, old place."

In the small compartment of a few square meters, Andrea fiddled with the computer, elegantly matched with the prepared desserts, and he happily lived the day of the little lady. Giuseppe sat opposite Andrea and took Andrea's macaron first and swallowed it in one bite.

"Why did it come so late?" Andrea typified the keyboard with his fingers.

"The female forensic doctor fainted. I rushed in and carried her out and sent her to the hospital. I was almost fainted, too." Giuseppe grabbed the coffee in front of Andrea. "The body became more and more disgusting. Although it violated the principle of awe, you don't know that after you left, the speed of rot began to accelerate, just like something, keep it fresh and then take it out to rot."

"Have you found out the time of death?" Andrea asked.

"If I can find out, I won't come back to find you." Giuseppe smiled, "Tell me, the vampire matter."

Andrea turned the computer screen toward the recording screen.

Giuseppe suddenly stopped laughing, "Where did it happen?"

In the video, the man lying on a stretcher was spitting blood constantly. His arms were cruelly torn, and one leg was full of muscles torn. His face was particularly well protected, but the only wound was that his nose was being cut off. It was clearly a video, but Giuseppe seemed to smell the strong smell of rust, which filled the wet and rotten air on rainy days.

"Downshire Street Metro Station, but the actual implementation plan was to enter from St. Mary's train station, and we found him at the Downshire Street Metro Station." Andrea closed the computer.

"This is impossible, there are gaps between them..."

"It's far away, but you can't deny it." Andrea looked into his eyes. "The vampires not only suck blood, they also eat meat. According to the scenes that the executive team had not yet died before they were killed, they were still hungry and there were bones everywhere. They were a group of hungry ghosts, do you understand!"
Chapter completed!