A few hours ago, the difference engine mentioned that the current curse of corpse mechanization is only probabilistically effective on the corpses of ordinary people, so the three corpses covered with white cloths did not fly towards the nearest machine, but quietly lie there.
But Jenkins was already a little nervous, and after confirming with his eyes that the corpse was really just a corpse, he walked towards a group of little girls with flower baskets standing in the corner of the yard with confidence.
At this age, a girl who has to get up early to buy goods here is definitely not from a wealthy family. Most of their clothes are mainly gray and black cloth, most of them have at least three or more patches on their clothes, and almost all of them have dirty faces.
It's not that they don't like washing their faces, but that they haven't had such a habit since they were young.
There were all sorts of ill-fitting shoes, but since it was summer, at least no one was wearing out-of-season clothes. The most valuable thing in the whole body should be their baskets, after all, they are tools for survival, and if they carry baskets with holes, even people who buy flowers will subconsciously lower the price of flowers, so they are very concerned about themselves. The small basket is especially cherished.
Only a few girls had hair accessories on their heads, but only cheap hairpins from nowhere. After noticing that the man who just walked in was looking straight at the corpse, he walked towards them. A dozen girls gathered together and looked at him with hostility. Even the flower girl and talent brought by the priesthood, Not enough to offset their panic.
Looking at them, Jenkins thought of the scene when he met Feeney on the street last year. Fenny was the same at that time, looking at Jenkins who was avoiding her pitifully. Different people have the same appearance. Fini is now "saved" by Jenkins. Jenkins can also save a dozen girls in front of him, but the world is so big that he doesn't have the power to save everyone now.
"Who is Phinemy Fishford's friend?"
He expressed disapproval of the girls' attitude, remembered what he was going to do, and walked a few steps forward to ask the flower girls, but no one answered him.
So he could only take off the yawning cat that was doing nothing on his shoulders. Chocolate squirmed a few times symbolically to express his dissatisfaction, and then he was obediently hugged by Jenkins with both hands pinching his waist:
"I'm Jenkins Williams. Fenny should have mentioned me to you. If she told you about me, she must have mentioned this cat."
Jenkins believes that the most important characteristic of himself is not hair color, height or body shape, but the cat he carries with him:
"Look, it's chocolate."
Talking and shaking the cat's right paw, Chocolate was forced to make a movement, looking unhappy.
I don't know if it's because Fenny really mentioned Jenkins and Chocolate, or if Chocolate's cute appearance won the girls' trust. Anyway, after the chocolates were shown, a bolder girl whispered to Jenkins that all of them knew Finney.
This is of course a lie. Feeney was arranged by the church to sell flowers on the street, not to let the children in the choir run around at will. It is impossible for Feeney to have the opportunity to meet so many friends. But since they are all flower girls, they are all under the protection of Jenkins' priesthood, so of course he wants to protect them all.
"I will pay for the loss of your business today, but you can't leave until the end of the matter here. You stay together at ease. If the matter is still unresolved by the evening, someone will resolve it in the evening. Regarding your food problem, I will apply to let you leave immediately after the matter is over."
He arranged this way, and a dozen little girls exchanged opinions in a low voice, thanked Jenkins together, and expressed their willingness to accept such an arrangement.
Temporarily appeasing the flower girls, the next thing to do here is to solve the matter. Before Jenkins arrived, the benefactors of the Church of Death had conducted a simple autopsy on the corpses, and believed that the three deceased, that is, the employees of the flower shop, the driver of the car dealership, and the police, all died of poisoning.
The tomb guards used their own unique methods to directly extract the toxin from the corpse. Because the amount was quite large, Captain Rogers showed Jenkins the power of the toxin. He took a flower, then carefully dropped the diluted poison on the petals, and then threw the flower into the air.
Before the whole flower fell to the ground, even the petals and branches turned into black ash.
"Is this toxin? What kind of toxin has this toxicity?"
Jenkins asked in surprise.
"It is a toxin for the human body. In order to prevent mistakes, we have experimented with mice, and provided the toxin extracted from the corpse to those mice through oral and injection methods, and they would die quickly. But for plants, this * *will directly 'burn' plants into black ash."
Under the misty sunlight, the toxin extracted by the tomb guards showed a strange gray-green color, which was somewhat like the color of mold. The toxin is extremely toxic to animals, almost causing death if touched, but the effect on plants is not like a toxin, at least Jenkins has never heard that touching a plant will cause the plant to directly turn into ashes .
It is precisely because of the special effect of the toxin on plants that the tomb guards believe that this is indeed an event involving extraordinary power. But because the matter is not particularly serious, as long as the source of the poison is found out, the incident can be solved, so only this team was dispatched to deal with it.
This is because Nolan has a lot of people recently. In normal years, this kind of thing probably only requires two or three people from the team to come forward and pretend to be the police to participate in solving the incident.
"Since the toxin is so harmful to plants, how did it hide in these flowers?"
Knowing the outline of the matter, Jenkins asked the gravekeeper and opened his eyes of truth to look at the flowers that were piled up together. When the first death occurred, the unloading was only halfway through, and about a third of the flowers were on the truck, with the branches soaked in a specially configured aqueous solution.
But after all, it is already afternoon, and the flowers are no longer as bright as in the morning. Even if this matter is resolved, except for a small amount of potted plants and tulip bulbs, most of the others will not be sold.
"We are still investigating this point. This kind of toxin cannot be distinguished by abilities and rituals, and the spells made by the church to detect toxins do not work. We urgently dispatched some mice to plan to use them one by one. Try it out."
The method is a bit cumbersome, but it's a good idea when there is no other way.