When Jenkins came home, Chocolate was quietly resting on his bed. Jenkins smiled gratifiedly, and on a whim, he wanted to try what would happen if he dreamed about a cat. After all, after obtaining that ability, he only used it to get out of his body and ignored its original function.
"Meow~"
Chocolate flapped her ears a few times, and then slowly opened her eyes. Seeing Jenkins, he jumped into his arms affectionately, and carefully rubbed his head against Jenkins' arm.
"Forget it, go to sleep."
Sighing, he fell asleep with the cat in his arms.
This time, I slept until ten o'clock in the morning.
Nothing to do today, Jenkins in pajamas and slippers slowly took the newspaper at the door, made breakfast for the cat and himself, and then sat down.
Because of the 5,000 pounds compensated by the church, he can barely be called a rich man now. Today he plans to go shopping in the black market. After all, gold pounds are worthless unless they are spent.
Maybe you can go to the church to donate some money anonymously. I heard that the death toll of the train accident in Shire has been counted. The train company has suffered heavy losses. In this age of no insurance, it is even more tragic for families who lost their breadwinners.
The air outside was still so bad that when I went to the mailbox at the door to pick up letters, the carriages on St. George's Avenue seemed to be wrapped in smoke.
Strikes and riots brought some changes to the city, but eventually it returned to the way it was.
But the sacrifice is not without any rewards. The newspaper announced that the "Air Quality Monitoring and Protection Act" has passed the final review process of the parliament and is expected to be officially implemented in the Kingdom by the end of the year.
In that sense, those horrible cultists had done a good thing—at least, until Jenkins learned their true intentions.
The professor and dad probably won't be able to finish dealing with the shield until this evening, and Jenkins plans to go to the antique shop to have a look at it later.
"Silver Jasmine Opera Troupe has postponed its departure due to the sightings of pirates on the coast of Nolan City. It is expected to continue to stay in this city..."
Jenkins read the news in a low voice, guessing in his heart that it was the appearance of the pirate king-sabotage Fermisio that made the city department issue a warning to the sailing cruise ships. The original plan of the Silver Jasmine Opera Troupe was to take a boat to Eldron, the City of Thousand Trees, but it might take a while.
"Go to the church in the afternoon to take a look, first to visit the bishop, and then Captain Bincy to inquire about the mechanical germs."
He thought slowly and continued to read the newspaper.
Chocolate was lying in front of its own bowl, the milk had already been drunk, and it looked thoughtfully at the glass in front of Jenkins.
"Chocolate, eating too much is bad for your health."
Jenkins was keenly aware of Chocolate's attempt, bent down and hugged it onto the table, the small one didn't take up much space.
"Grow up quickly, so that you can eat more things."
He stroked the cat's fur gently, with a sincere smile on his face.
Chocolate is his closest living creature, even closer than Dad, after all, cats don't reveal their secrets.
"Change the color and see!"
He ordered in a low voice, and when the cat turned to look at his milk, he pushed the cup over.
"Meow~"
With the sound of milk, Chocolate's black and white fur quickly turned into all white, and then immediately cupped Jenkins' hand with the tip of his nose, asking him to pour out the milk.
Since Chocolate drank the potion prepared by Old Jack, his intelligence has been improving by leaps and bounds every day, and the special ability he has shown is to freely change his coat color. This is very useful. When you ask chocolate to help with some things in the future, you won't be afraid of being exposed.
"The state of the black cat can no longer be used. Too many people saw the black cat traveling with the saint that day. For the white cat, it should be called vanilla. Compared with the first impression of 'black' and 'hard' chocolate, Soft and fragrant vanilla is a suitable name for a female cat."
Speaking maliciously, Jenkins wiped his mouth with a napkin on the corner of the table, went to the bathroom to tidy up, and then returned to read the newspaper.
"The steam pipeline reconstruction plan in Sabine District is proceeding in an orderly manner. It is reported that during the construction period, workers excavated some severely corroded human skeletons underground. Currently, the Nolan Police Department is investigating this time together with enthusiastic consultants. Follow-up..."
The so-called consultants are people like detectives who assist the police in solving cases. For example, the Sherlock Holmes known before crossing, in this world, can be called a police consultant.
Dad also has the name of a consultant in the police station. As an expert in antique appreciation, he is sometimes invited to judge the value of intercepted stolen goods, or to judge the origin of certain cult members based on seized ritual objects.
But Jenkins felt that those severely corroded bones probably wouldn't reveal anything. Due to the octopus incident in the past few months, the police and the church are very sensitive to missing persons, but apart from the average and people who died due to strange things in the past, there have been no large-scale vicious disappearances in this city in the past six months, so the matter of human bones Probably going back a long time.
In this era when there is no fingerprint identification, it is more difficult to find these things than chocolate can speak.
Turning her head to look out of the window, Mrs. Margaret, who lived alone next door, called the carriage at the crossing of the street, gave instructions to the driver, and the carriage slowly drove to the east.
The clothes she was wearing today were a little too thick. Even though it was October, the temperature should not have dropped to the point where a fox shawl was needed.
"What does it have to do with me?"
Shaking his head, Jenkins smiled self-deprecatingly.
"Westminster River is undergoing annual dredging work. Citizens please avoid bridges in the following blocks..."
"Fortunately, I moved out, otherwise I would have to detour to the antique store."
Nolan City is a city near the sea, with well-developed water and land transportation. There are not a few rivers passing through the city. The most famous and important of them is [Westminster River]. This river is not only the most important source of water supply in the city , but also an important starting point for inland water navigation in the Kingdom.
Every summer, travelers from major cities in the Kingdom are happy to enjoy the city's scenery on both sides of the Westminster River while enjoying the sea view of Norland City.
On summer nights, the smog covering the city will reach the lowest value of the year. It is a very enjoyable thing to watch the noisy city gradually become quiet on the river bank.
The above is the statement published in the newspaper by the Nolan City Hall in order to promote the city and attract summer tourists. But the citizens of Nolan City do not have the habit of going out at night. Especially dangerous river banks.
PS: Over chapters, I just discovered that the story development is too compact, and there are still some geographical backgrounds that have not been completed.