Knowledge is power, and Jenkins had a righteous smile on his face after he finished writing the proposal eloquently:
"In order to convince the liars on Green Avenue that Miss Fabbri really exists, and to learn more about them, I sacrificed a lot, but I did everything for justice!"
This plan is perfect. Although the principle seems complicated, Jenkins' subsequent operations only need to use a fake identity to control the account and send new letters.
Of course, if the plan fails, then Miss Fabrice can use this as an excuse to successfully disappear. Although Jenkins may lose some gold pounds in this way, as long as this matter is over, it will be worth it.
"Meow~"
Chocolate lay on the cashmere rug in front of the fire, feeling the warmth. It turned its fluffy cat's head to look at its owner. The mouth was wide open to reveal the pink flesh inside, and Maotong looked at the words that kept automatically appearing on the blank paper.
The cat's face showed a very humane and interested expression. It stood up, jumped gracefully onto the sofa, stood on the top of the sofa back, and looked down at Jenkins' plan.
This is the era of letter communication, and citizens will never know the identity of the stranger at the other end of the mailbox.
The red and blue moonlight illuminates the disguised figure of Jenkins, who is carrying a sack that used to hold flour and stuffing thousands of letters into the mailbox.
Not even a third-rate novel would have such a comical scene, but Jenkins has justice in his heart and doesn't care about his image at the moment.
Through many correspondences with the suspect on Luyin Avenue, he got a general idea of the situation in that house. If the content of the reply letter is true, Jenkins believes that he will be able to make an effective judgment soon. In fact, at this time, he was even able to describe the decorations in that house, and the respondent's love for Miss "Fabbri" seemed a little too strong.
But no matter what happened to the young romance, Jenkins felt that he should be able to help the church and catch the scammers as soon as possible.
The whole day of Tuesday was also a very boring day. Because of the cold weather, Jenkins huddled in front of the fireplace all day reading, practicing rituals and revising the first draft of Frozen. He originally planned to send out the reply letter to Miss Mary, but accidentally discovered some imperfections in the two books, so he decided to revise them again.
"Since it has been delayed for so long, the next two days are not too bad."
Thinking like this, he had no idea how Miss Stuart was feeling in a foreign country at this moment.
Jenkins also tried to prepare the potion - [Witch's Kiss]. In addition to rigorous techniques and qualified materials, spirits are also required to make potions.
During this process, Jenkins also understood why the old Jack said that only a gifter with the original ability of the green soul can be qualified to configure the potion. While slowly stirring the clarified reagent in the bubbling cauldron as explained in the letter, he felt the subtle green spirit overflowing from the depths of his body and soul.
Because the configuration of the potion requires a confined space, Jenkins deliberately chose his own basement. Beside the pile of burning logs, as the dark yellow flame rose, the ancient language was chanted from Jenkins' mouth.
The meaning of this ancient language is to pray to all things in the forest. The general meaning is similar to today's prayer words, the difference is that the object of prayer is a certain part of the world.
The arms are open in a hug-like posture, which represents the uncontrolled overflow of the vitality and healing spirit, and the emblem representing the original ability of the soul appears at Jenkins' feet. A phantom of a towering giant tree vaguely appeared behind him, but no one noticed this scene except the chocolate that suddenly exploded.
The finished product of Witch's Kiss is a viscous liquid with an ambiguous pink color. It smells a strange aroma. He thinks of the smell of brand new parchment, the smell of chocolate after taking a bath, and Hathaway's body. There is a vague powdery smell.
After the finished product is made, Jenkins shakes it vigorously in the bottle according to the final steps, and then reaches his head towards the mouth of the bottle with the chocolate to remove the cork. As a result, naturally one person and one cat sneezed vigorously until they returned to the ventilated place on the first floor.
"Is this a success?"
He put the finished product, three ampoules on the table, and they did have a green aura, and their physical appearance was exactly as old Jack had said. But extraordinary potions must be cautious. It is not impossible to see the god of death after drinking it in one gulp. It is more likely that something like physical distortion or insanity will occur.
To confirm the quality of potions, apart from the inhumane but trustworthy methods such as in vivo experiments, most of the configurers and buyers judge by color, smell, etc. After all, apart from maliciously configured potions, genuine and fake drugs have The same appearance taste color is less likely.
"Probably succeeded."
Jenkins finally made such a judgment. If his labor costs are not included, the cost of these three potions is about 1 pound, 13 shillings and 6 pence. Therefore, the selling price must be at least 10 pounds, so that the buyer will not think that it is Shoddy product.
Due to the scarcity of the green original ability, the number of granters who can configure potions is actually very small. And according to Old Jack's letter, even if he has the original ability of healing, the degree of compatibility between the spirit itself and the natural force can only be determined after trying to configure the first potion.
"Am I in harmony with nature? So, is my original ability fate, healing or fighting?"
Jenkins thought of this question at once, and then fell into deep thought.
Meanwhile, the Church's trial of the cultist nicknamed the Still Eye, Boglo Stipi, is finally over.
In the evening, while Jenkins was sitting at the table finishing his meal, Mr. Benz knocked on his door. This gentleman must have other important tasks, and he didn't even come in for a cup of tea, but just informed Jenkins that everything was safe and he could return to Papa's Antiques.
"The final conclusion is that the cult members of the Magic Eye Collection Association came to this city to find an eyeball-shaped monster. He has always refused to disclose what it is, what its function is, and whether it has been recorded by the Orthodox Church and numbered."
Dad put down the documents in his hand and watched Jenkins keep looking around.
"What are you doing?"
"It feels like I haven't been back for a long time, so I miss it a bit."
"So, have you finished the three books I asked you to read?"
"..."
Open a reward!
I have also saved some manuscripts. This time, I explained in advance that the upper limit is still 15 chapters and 30,000 words!
This reward starts at 6:00 on December 9, 2018 and ends at 6:00 on December 16, 2018. For seven days, I can check the data within seven days through the background and know the results.
For every 4,000 recommendation tickets, 300 monthly tickets, 10,000 tips (equivalent to 100 blades) plus one update, the upper limit is 15 chapters (30,000) words.
It will be settled on December 17, 2018, and will be issued in one go.
Again, start tomorrow! ! !