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How you do? This is Thai from... November 2nd, 1917, Regent Square blooms Ray London. A street scavenger known to his friends as Jack the Sweeper. No relation to Jack the Ripper is going about his usual business of sweeping up the leaves and debris of London Square when he comes across a parcel wrapped in tacking just inside the railings of the gardens.

And I watched this. Somebody left them all close here, sorry, I... Let's have a look. What's this? What is this? Shit. Of course you are right. Not just a body. Part of a body. Headless, legless, and handless.

The body, or it remains, was covered with delicate under-flirting of lace and blue ribbon and was wrapped in a sheet. There was also a torn piece of brown paper which has been scrolled B-L-O-D-I-E-B-E-L-G-I-U-M. Bloody Belgium.

Have you found it or the L-7? Yes. The search was made in the vicinity and immediately asked the discovery. And they didn't listen to the way in the helicopter of the garden. We found the language of the victim, yes, and paper.

Dr. Spoon will take a look at those now. Good. This is one man in London who may help us with Dr. Burneth's bill to it. Even in those days the name of young Dr. Bernard Spillzbury had earned the respect and admiration of Scotland Yard.

Spillzbury are hard-working pathologists, and devoted his career and life towards the study of the medical aspect of crime. The problem put to him in this case was one of the most difficult in his professional career.

The famous no-hope of positive identification of the victim until a missing head could be found. It took a course of women, but I think it can give me a little more time. I may be able to help you with some more information.