Chapter 174 171. Get the meat for them

The criminal investigation ability of the 19th century was completely incomparable to modern times. Wittkow had the momentum but had no idea how to start with Edward's disappearance.

Claire handed Alansha and Renee to Edward in the store. The man got in the car and left, but the small hotel where the finish line was not seen.

If we change somewhere else, Witt will first question whether the other party has any possibility of hiding her. But for so long, Witt knows her character very well. This woman will not be unable to make money for some illusory things.

The other party is the French ambassador, spending money like money. As long as you hold your thighs, you can make money while lying down. There is no need to mess up the matter. This sentence also applies to the two girls, because they need more money than Claire.

Now after asking, I didn't find any inconsistency. Witt realized that the nature of the problem had changed, and Edward seemed to have lost contact before he started prostitution.

The places where people were searching for people were transferred from dark alleys and hotels to roads and transportation, and the person they were looking for was also replaced by the boss Claire to an unknown coachman holding a horse whip.

"The coachman."

Witt stood on the streets of Hoinz, looking at the muddy carriage in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

Except for the different drivers driving, there is almost no big difference in the carriage walking on the street. How can I find the carriage that brought Edward and the clerk here last night?

He lit a cigarette for himself, looked up at the slowly floating smoke, and sorted out his mind.

He knew a few carriage drivers, but some were used by the police station, while the other was wandering around the police station and doing fixed business.

The charging model of private carriages determines that short-distance is definitely more profitable than long-distance, so most coachmen will park in areas where short-distance business is popular and do their own short-distance routes. For example, there are people around the hospital who specialize in doctors and patients' business, the police station is around the police station, and diners and chefs are around the restaurant.

But Hoinz Street is not like other places, it is too messy here. God knows what kind of guy he will get on the bus.

etc.

When Witt thought of this, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

Since there is no fixed coachman on Hoinz Street, the carriage that sends Edward here should usually be wandering around the embassy.

It seems to be wrong.

If you keep wandering around the embassy, ​​you won’t be able to recognize Edward. Even if Edward always rides in the official car, the clerk around you will have to take a private rental carriage.

If it were me, I wouldn't have gotten on the bus around the embassy.

Witt began to change his identities and regarded himself as a big man like Edward who wanted to sneak into it.

Take the personal representatives of the three emperors, regardless of whether they are good or bad, at least they should not be too stupid. What I can think of him must have thought that there should not be a nobleman with high officials and generous salaries around the embassy. It is unrealistic to go too far, and the scope should be within two or three blocks around.

Thinking of this, Witt threw away half of the cigarette butt in his mouth and stepped on it to kill it.

Although he had a general range, his mind was still a little confused. After all, this was just a guess, and the two or three blocks around him were already very large, so he would definitely not be able to check it alone.

After thinking about it, Witt finally called a carriage and walked the road last night and determined the location of the incident.

“Go to 14 Cecil Street.”

"Okay, you're settled down."

Pass Hoinz Street, turn left and enter Stephen Square, and then enter the prosperous Graben Shopping Street. After seeing the lined small commodity markets, you can enter the Handel Bin Lake Road along the river.

Follow the Danube River all the way north, Cecil Street is right next to the bridge.

"Sir, your destination is here, 70 Heller, thank you."

The coachman stopped the carriage and was about to bend down to collect the money. Unexpectedly, Wright had no intention of giving money: "I won't get out of the car, turn around first."

"Um?"

Witt stared at the window and slowly raised his voice: "I said I would turn around and go back to Hoinz Street where I got on the bus just now. Don't be anxious to walk slowly this time."

This is the first time the coachman has encountered such a person, and he doesn't pick up people or get off the car to do business. Even if he really wants to relax, there is no need to take this road. It's just a river, so there is so much to see. While he was puzzled, he also became more vigilant: "Sir, if you sit like this, you will be charged for the time."

"Yeah, I know."

Witt took out a 5-crown note from his pocket and handed it out: "Is it enough?"

"Enough, you're so generous!" Seeing the money, the coachman immediately felt energetic, "This is enough for you to visit half of Vienna."

"I'll get off the bus after running two laps at most, so I won't have to go for that long." Witt sent the money and asked, "But the money is not for nothing. You have to answer a few questions from me."

"Would you like."

"Where were you last night at 9 o'clock?" Witt asked.

“At home.”

"Home?"

"Yes. I'll take guests during the day, so I naturally have to rest at home at night." said the coachman.

"So that's it." Witt thought, "Let's turn around first."

"Yes, sir."

Since the expansion of Vienna, many coachmen have appeared on the street. It is obviously impossible to meet the coachman last night when he wants to get on. After asking, he also found that there is actually not much contact between the coachman and the coachman. The carriage belongs to a rental company, and they have a competitive relationship.

The case is related to the embassy, ​​which is very difficult for Werte, and even more so for the police chief.

Just as Vette was "strolling around" by the Danube, the Vienna Police Station was in a blast. All work on weekdays was suspended, and everyone, including the patrol officer, the sheriff, the deputy director, and even Muzir, who was drinking tea leisurely in the anatomy room, had to go out to find someone.

The relationship between Fa and Ao was originally subtle, and the emperor sent the highest-level ambassador [1].

Now the ambassador is lost

This is not only the face of the French but also the face of the Austrians. The oldest, most civilized, super empire in Europe, which can rank among the top five in the world, can't even protect an ambassador.

"It's simply outrageous!!!" the director slammed the table in anger, "Why did this Frenchman stay in the embassy obediently??"

The people below dare not speak.

"Where is Derio?"

"It should be still investigating the Marshal's case."

The director sighed and looked at everyone again: "What about Witt? Why is he not in the bureau at the critical moment??"

"I was called away by the people in the embassy in the morning. I should still be looking for someone on the street of Hoinz." The patrolman who had just returned to the police station said, "We asked the people in the embassy and temporarily targeted a secret brothel."

"All locked up, don't you guys take anyone?"

"We have searched all the way up and down before, but no one was found."

The director held his breath and looked at the wall clock: "I went there in the morning, it's ten o'clock now!!! I haven't found it yet? Can't he come back and say it if he didn't find anyone? Why didn't there even be a message??"

Everyone: "."

"Don't stand there either, hurry up and go out and look for it!"

When the director thought about the questioning from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the Prime Minister and even the Emperor, the Director felt uncomfortable all over. He was very upset. He had indeed had too many messy things recently, and he was getting angry with his subordinates more and more frequently, but fortunately, his mind was still clear.

"Everyone is temporarily divided into three groups, one group of five people. I went to the embassy and searched them all for me, and at the same time I saw if there were any other clues in the embassy. The second group was also five people. I went to the places where Derio often went to and found him back. Even if the marshal's son was really dead, he was not as good as the French ambassador.

The remaining people were all three groups, and I went to Hoinz Street to look for them from door to door. If I saw Vette, I would just call him. Forget it, don't call him back, just stay there to find someone."

"yes!"

"I'll give you an afternoon. If you can't find Ambassador Edward, you'll bring all the people involved back. We have to give the French Embassy an explanation. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

The tense atmosphere spread in the police station since the morning report. As the news gradually spread to Hofburg Palace, everyone related to diplomacy began to get nervous.

The relationship between Fa'ao never only affects each other, but also affects Prussia next door and other surrounding countries. Recalling the experience of the marshal's son Albert, many people think that Prussia is making trouble behind the scenes.

But before the case is solved, this will only be regarded as some excuse to evade responsibility.

"The proposal to send some security forces around the embassy was rejected by Edward himself, and now it is his own fault." Prime Minister Richard has never liked the French and naturally had no good impression of Edward. "But if it was really Prussia did it, it would be beneficial to us."

"The French wouldn't think so." Franz speculated on Edward's possible ending, thinking about countermeasures one by one in his mind, "And the worst is more than that. I'm afraid that the idea was made by the Prussians, but the executor was the Austrians."

"I heard from the patrolman that he was just playing with a woman."

"The reason is actually not important, the key is to see people!" Franz said, "As long as people live, everything will turn around. But if people die, all the previous diplomatic fruits will be in vain."

“What should I do now?”

"It seems like you have to do something big." Franz looked at the documents in his hand and thought of someone, "Look for your person to go to the library of heaven and call Major General Carrick." [2]

The tense atmosphere in the police station and the Hofburg Palace was well protected by politicians and did not continue to spread out. Ordinary people still live their daily lives. For teachers and students at the University of Vienna, their daily lives are teaching, learning and research.

Kawi is also a petty citizen and has no concept of diplomaticism at the level of major powers. He is shocked by the disappearance of the French ambassador, but he is just shocked.

The major matters related to the relationship between France and Austria were left to professionals to do. He didn't have time to worry about this leisure. When he was shocked, he had to do what he should do. After all, what he thought was his own job.

It was disappointing not to see Fernan. Kawei left Niujiao Street with a whole bag of his waist helplessly, turned around and came to the university in a carriage.

From the gate to the underground laboratory, Kawei hurriedly walked all the way, and the bag covered in mottled blood dripped all the way. If it weren't for the medical school district, it would have attracted a large number of onlookers.

Since he has not taken several major courses, Kawei's main purpose in coming to the Medical School is to experiment.

The laboratory was empty, only Savalin was still working by the table.

The previous microbial experiment has come to an end, and the data and conclusions have been written into a thick report by him. He is about to take time to hand it over to Kavey. Seeing that he is here by himself, Savalin can save himself from going this trip.

He held a field mouse in his hand, looked at the bag, and looked stunned: "What is in your hand?"

“I just bought fresh waist.”

"Why are you bringing so many waists over?" Savalin had a bad premonition, "Where are you going to make trouble again?"
To be continued...