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Chapter 608: The Victim (Part 1)

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    Hearing that this oil painting had appeared since the 19th century, several of us couldn't help but gasped. Only Liu Yongyang was still a little angry and said: "I take this as some evidence. The governor just had a stroke. Here  After all, it¡¯s considered a tropical place with a lot of humidity. There wasn¡¯t even air conditioning in those days, so it was normal to have a stroke.¡±

    Hearing this, the father smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Liu, please be patient. As I said just now, the governor was just the first victim, and the horror story related to this oil painting has just begun."

    After the death of the first colonial governor, because he had no heirs, his position was inherited by his nephew, and all his property was acquired by this nephew.  However, compared with the first governor, his nephew is also a rather ambitious figure. However, most ambitious people value power more than money. The same is true for this nephew. Regarding his uncle¡¯s legacy,  He was more concerned about the governorship than the money and jewelry.

    Therefore, the nephew auctioned most of the wealth left by his uncle to local white wealthy people. Among these wealthy people, there happened to be an opium merchant who bought the oil painting left by the first governor.

    Speaking of this, Dad suddenly pulled out a photo from the pile of black and white photos in his hand and said to us: "Look, this is the opium merchant Palmerston."

    Hearing what Dad said, we realized that the pile of photos in his hand were probably photos of the victims of the oil paintings?  I really don¡¯t know where dad got it from.

    Although the photo was taken in the 19th century, in this black and white photo, we can still see that the opium merchant that Dad was talking about is a fat, white and fat man. Judging from the photo, he may have had two  It weighs more than a hundred kilograms.

    However, dad then told us that this opium merchant, who looked like a pig, was found to have lost a lot of weight less than a month after buying the oil painting.

    In the next photo, which is said to be the last public event that the opium merchant participated in, we really see that the opium merchant who originally looked like a pig has now turned into a skinny man even thinner than an African refugee.  .  If it weren't for the very conspicuous black mole on the corner of the opium merchant's mouth, we would have a hard time believing that the people in the two photos given by Dad could be the same person!

    At this time, the father also continued: "You have also seen that Mr. Palmerston lost a lot of weight within a month after buying the oil painting, but the bad luck he encountered was not just that.  Almost two months after this photo was taken, Mr Palmerston died from reasons that could not be disclosed by the police."

    "Although the police did not make it public, their information was retained. Fortunately, I found this information."

    As the father spoke, he pulled out a photocopy of a document from the photo pile.  I couldn't understand the English words written on the document, but Lin Qianyi and Liu Yongqing both understood them.  And after they saw clearly what was written above, they couldn't help but gasp.

    I quickly asked: "Sister Lin, what is written on this?"

    Just as Lin Qianyi was about to speak, her father had already said: "Let me tell you. According to the police report, Mr. Palmerston died of self-abuse. The coroner at the time took off his clothes and  I found that the reason why our Mr. Palmerston seemed to have lost a lot of weight in a short period of time was actually not because he really lost weight, but because this Mr. Palmerston had been eating his own flesh!"

    "Ugh!" I couldn't help but cover my mouth because I felt sick.

    But the father's words continued: "The coroner came to this conclusion at that time, first of all because of the testimony of the first person who discovered the deceased. According to that witness, when Mr. Palmerston was discovered, he paid attention to  It turned out that the other party was naked from the waist up. At the same time, he was holding a dagger in his hand and a piece of thigh meat that had just been cut off in his other hand. Although there was no DNA identification in that era, the forensic examination at that time passed  By direct comparison of the wounds, it was found that the piece of thigh meat was completely consistent with the wound on the deceased's thigh. In addition to this reason, the coroner also found a piece of meat in the deceased's stomach that might also be human flesh."

    "In addition, during the autopsy, in addition to these fatal injuries, the coroner also found many man-made stab wounds on the deceased. The combination of these reasons allowed the coroner to draw a conclusion. Our Bamai  Mr. Zun may have the habit of eating his own meat. He may have been cutting his own thigh meat to eat, but he accidentally cut the artery on his thigh.?Resulting in massive hemorrhage and death.  "

    "Thisthis" Liu Yongyang was speechless for a moment after hearing what his father had said about the second victim, but he still argued with reason, "The person you are talking about may really have a mental problem.  , this situation is not uncommon, I have seen similar cases in mental hospitals."

    "You are right." Dad agreed with Liu Yongyang's words, but he then said: "Mr. Liu, can you explain the situation of the next person?"

    The third victim that Dad was talking about was the son of Mr. Palmerston who ate his own flesh.

    After Mr. Palmerston died, his second son inherited his property, which naturally included the oil painting.  Not surprisingly, three weeks after inheriting the property, Mr. Palmerston's son was found dead in his home.

    The photo Dad took out this time was a photo of a corpse that might have been taken by the police.  Because Mr. Palmerston's son in the photo didn't look too special, Liu Yongyang asked curiously: "What was the cause of death of this man? Why does his body look so normal?"

    "Actually, it's not normal at all." Dad said, "Did you know? This man's cause of death was actually due to swallowing an overdose of opium. However, what surprised the police was that, according to people around him, this gentleman  Although he was the son of a big opium merchant, no one had ever seen him taking opium before. What made the police feel something was wrong was that, according to the autopsy, the amount of opium he had swallowed far exceeded what ordinary people would think.  The limit of tolerance. Generally speaking, swallowing 20 grams of opium is usually enough to cause death, but the police found a full 200 grams of opium in this gentleman's stomach. Even if he wanted to commit suicide,  , this number is too much. So the police suspected that the deceased might have been murdered. However, after some investigation, the police never found out, and in the end they had no choice but to drop the case."

    "Later, Mr. Palmerston's property fell into the hands of other people. A large part of it was finally bought by a local indigenous leader. This indigenous leader was an admirer of Western culture and had always  He wanted to create a completely Western-style residential environment for himself, so after collecting the things left by Mr. Palmerston, he built himself a Western-style villa, and used materials from Mr. Palmerston's son in the villa.  Objects obtained from the estate were decorated.¡±

    "And the villa that this indigenous leader carefully built is the villa we are standing under now."

    Liu Yongqing nodded at this time and said: "Master Lin is right. I have also investigated the past history of our villa. It is indeed the same as what the master said. This was originally the residence of a certain indigenous leader."

    The father nodded slightly and continued: "The next story is what happened after the indigenous leader moved into the villa. But this time, the trouble was not with the indigenous leader, but with their family.  A maid Look"

    What dad took out this time was a photo of a large family wearing local indigenous traditional costumes.  The background of the photo, if we read it correctly, is probably the villa we are in now.

    Dad pointed to the photo, and in the corner of the crowd standing in a row was a dark-skinned, plain-looking native woman, saying: "The one who got into trouble this time was the maid." (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.  com
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