…they pretty much looked like regular guys.
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The Doclopedia #1,977
Unusual Murder Weapons: Frozen Cheese Sandwich
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“Ya know, Bill, if you wrote this one up for some episode of a tv cop show, they’d laugh in your face. One scientist gets pissed off at another, freezes a goddamn cheese sandwich in liquid nitrogen and then stabs the other in the neck with it, killing him either from blood loss or hypothermia to the brain, I haven’t gotten that far yet.”
“I hear ya, Lou. The nut that did it, Doctor David Shenesky, told us from the moment he decided to kill Doctor Hillman to the moment he did it was probably less than 3 minutes. What kind of person cooks up and pulls off a crime of passion like that so fast?”
“A crazy genius in a lab full of liquid nitrogen and his cheese sandwich lunch. I’m tellin’ ya, retirement in 6 months is going to be sweet. I’ve been a medical examiner for about 30 years too long.”
“Lucky you. I got another 4 years. Thanks, Lou. When you get off work, join me and Peters down at Lefty O’Doule’s for a couple of beers.”
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The Doclopedia #1,978
Unusual Murder Weapons: Cat
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“What do you make of these wounds, Watson?”
“Why, cat scratches, obviously. Large cat, I’d say. Perhaps one of those big alley cats one sees. In a fit of rage, too, judging by the depth and number of scratches.”
“Indeed, old friend. But were they alone the cause of death?”
“No, most definitely not. This man died of some sort of poisoning, most likely delivered through the scratches. What a fiendish way to kill a person.”
“Fiendish and genius, Watson. If you will notice the bag behind that chair, you’ll see that it is custom made so that the end can be opened with a flick of the clasp. Be careful picking it up!”
“Good God, Holmes, the bottom of the bag is soaked in some liquid. It smells of the sea.”
“I suspect it comes from a species of stonefish found on the Indian Ocean. Another piece of this puzzle falls into place. You’ll remember that Lord Brathwaite mentioned his ship returning from that area last month.”
“By Jove, that’s right, Holmes. Didn’t he say his nephew was on that ship?”
“He did indeed, Watson. Now look here. See how things were knocked over in a line straight from the bathroom door to this open window? That was the cat’s escape route. The murderer crept into the room with the cat in the case. When he heard Mr. Wenders get out of the bath, he waited just a bit, opened the door and released the cat into the bathroom, whereupon the angry and no doubt terrified beast attacked Wenders. After a minute or so, the murderer, who had taken time to open the window, opened the door and released the cat. Once the cat was out the window and gone into the night, the murderer left. Diabolically clever!”