Black Museum-41-A Silencer

This is Orson Wells speaking from London. Here in the Grimstone structure on the Thames, which houses scuff in the yard is a warehouse of homicide. For everyday objects, a woman's purse, a man's glove, a child's shoe by murder.

This silence made to fit an army rifle, made for a killer, for striking unseen and unheard. In the dark perhaps. Interesting little instrument, a scientific gadget to absorb sound, to change a shock, cracking report into.

I suppose I'm being rather subjective about this sergeant, but I find myself hating that silencer. Yes, I understand how you feel, Inspector. A science, sir, well, it's, it's filthy, says me. It's something like a rattlesnake.

No, sergeant, your symbol is wrong. A rattlesnake gives warning before he strikes, he plays fair. Today, that silencer can be seen here in the Black Museum. From the annals of the Criminal Investigation Department of the London Police, we bring you the dramatic stories of the crimes recorded by the objects in Scotland Yard's Gallery of Death,

the Black Museum. In just a moment you will hear the Black Museum starring Awesome Well. The Black Museum starring Awesome Well. New York Museum, Scotland Yards Museum of Murder, Ice Death, Violent Death, and many

guises, the long history of a great number of very murderous deeds on the shelves, on the tables, and the very air itself. And this elephant going here. This was once used for hunting by a sportsman bred in the very best tradition made I use to shoot a friend on the back.

Here we are, a silencer. Metal tubes within tubes, small and stubby. Designed to swallow sound. There's a weapon too, of course, but no one thought of a weapon or the silencer. The night Herbert and Josie Martin returned from a party to their new home in the equally new residential development in the suburbs of London.