Sagot :
La Fayette's mystery:
La Fayette Street, Paris
Saturday.03.1860
Today was the third murder of the week, the police didn’t moved forward to identify the guilty. So I'm coming out of the stage!
My name is Daphne Connors and I’m a detective from Scotland Yard. I came to France to solve a mystery, but reading these murders yesterday in “Le Petit Journal” attracted my attention so I made a promise to myself that I won't come back to London until I clarify this case!
Right after I got the permission from the French Police Department. I started asking some questions to the witnesses who found the body, Vikram Paul Begrette, Olivia Charmes and Cartez Drandol. They all had some terrifying descriptions of the body that would probably leave you awake. To give you an idea of the horrors that the victim suffered, the criminal first burnt the victim’s tummy, then started mutilating his arms to finally choke him. The killer should have been hate-filled. Hate against a doctor? Definitely, there is a first time for everything!
Analyzing the crime scene was quite hard because there were no evident clues. this person should be a professional. Nonetheless, I could find something that looked like a little tooth or maybe a scale in the middle of blood puddle. I was wishing this very sharp piece would help to make some progress.
Coutelier Du Roi, Paris
Monday.06.1860
To learn more about that tooth/scale I made a visit to “Le Coutelier Du Roi” , a well-known custom knife maker. And he told me:
-I know this is, it's a turtle’s scale! More specifically a corette’s one!
Even more important info...
-If you want a knife with this material I'm your man! I'm the only one in Paris that uses it, but let me tell you a little something can you keep the secret? I hate copy cats!!
-I'm your women then, can I please have your customers list?
-No way I'm giving it to you! I keep my clients privacy like no body does!
-Uhh, if you say so.
After this, I decided to leave the shop with the firm conviction that that list was the start point for solving the crime case, and that I need to get it as soon as possible by any means.
I came back to my room that was located next to “Place Maubert” and having a view on “Mauvais-Garçons Street”. This building is such a noisy place, even more than in London city centre.
I tried to get free from this cacophony of sounds starting elaborating a plan to get the famous list. I decided to break into the knives shop by night when nobody would be in the street. I got in using the back door using a technique only Scotland Yard detective can do. “The ends justifies the means” as the saying goes.
My room, Place Maubert
Tuesday.07.1860
With the list in my hands, I just needed to go through and filter the most questionable clients. In this way, I selected 4 suspects and started interviewing them one after the other.
Café Cartier, Paris
Wednesday.08.1860
André Camaleterre was the first suspect I met at 8:30 in “Café Cartier”. He was looking very serious person. He had just arrived from Bordeaux with his girlfriend. I just asked him for the girl’s name to check some of his statements. He definitely seemed a honest guy.
At 10:00 o'clock, I received Sirnak Sonny Formandije and the reason why he bought a knife is that because he is a butcher and he was quite convincing because he even showed me his shop.
The third suspect had also an alibi but I couldn't trust him much.
Contrariwise, I couldn't find the fourth and last suspect: Henry Houston. His name seemed a bit familiar to me. My memory was failing and I reached out to my fellows in Scotland Yard. And the answer was immediate: Henry Houston was suspected of responsibility for killings in England. He was able to move from London with impunity to settle in Paris. My french peers were able to locate his flat, a 50 square meters studio in the centre of Paris.
My room, Place Maubert
Friday.10.1860
The police captured Henry at 6:00 in the morning. He confessed all the murders in both sides of the Channel (La Manche).
It took me two days more to find the thief of the case I had to do first. The guilty was a real beginner in front of Henry.
After saluting my French hosts, I headed to London thinking already about the next case, but this time in my home country!
