After dinner, Jenkins met the girl Fenny Feisifu again in the corridor. She was not alone. Mrs. Strath, whom Jenkins had seen on the previous visit, and a strange girl were also with her.
The girl looked to be in her twenties, with a face closer to that of Mr. Stress. Jenkins guessed, therefore, that it was the eldest daughter of the mill girl whom he had not seen on his last visit.
Mrs. Strath looked very reserved. She seemed uncomfortable with this solemn environment, but she still greeted Jenkins warmly.
After the two parties bid farewell, Jenkins' face became serious, because he saw an evil spirit behind Miss Strese.
"What's going on? Yes, I remember that in the arithmetic class a few weeks ago, a girl who came to the lecture also found an evil spirit behind her, and she seemed to be a female worker in a textile factory."
While thinking about it, he walked to Miss Bevanna's office. Today is Monday, so there will be a fighting class.
"It's not a coincidence, is it?"
He knocked on the door with his fingers, turned the handle and walked in after getting permission. Originally thought that Miss Bevanna would be sitting at the desk to process documents, but after opening the door, she found that she was sitting on the sofa reading a book with a long-sleeved coat on.
It was a collection of poems, and because of his limited appreciation ability, he never liked books of this kind.
"Good evening, Miss Bevanna."
"Good evening, Jenkins."
She closed the book gently: "Then let's start, last week..."
"Sorry, please wait."
Jenkins interrupted her and smiled apologetically: "I'm really sorry, but there is one thing I have to mention. In the corridor just now, I met..."
He briefly talked about his discovery of the evil spirit, as well as some far-fetched guesses. Miss Bevanna said that the church will follow up on this matter.
Jenkins' guess is that the reason for the emergence of the evil spirits is that there are problems inside the textile factory, such as factory owners or other managers forcing female workers to do some disgusting deeds, which lead to death cases. This kind of thing is very common, and the original owner has heard a lot of news on the street in his memory.
But the problem is far more serious than he imagined.
As soon as I arrived at the antique shop on Tuesday morning, while I was still chatting with my father about the news in the newspaper, a carriage hurriedly came from the distance of Fifth Queen's Avenue and stopped at the door of the antique shop. The person in the car was Mr. Schleich, and he anxiously informed Jenkins to get in the car quickly, as Miss Bevanna needed him urgently.
He said hello to his father, and ran out the door with the chocolate in his arms. On the way, Mr. Schleich couldn't tell what happened, but at least he didn't ask Jenkins to treat some injuries that couldn't be healed by normal means.
When he opened the door and entered a conference room that he had never entered, besides Captain Bincy, there were two other captains Jenkins knew.
All three of them had serious expressions, either sitting or standing, while Miss Bevanna was standing in front of the table in the center of the room. On the table was a huge sand table of Nolan City, the first time Jenkins had seen such a thing in this era.
"Now I need to confirm whether the girl surnamed Stress you saw last night is this one."
As he spoke, he handed Jenkins a black-and-white photo. The photo still had a strong smell, and it had just been printed.
The face in the photo was of a decomposed body so illegible that it took Jenkins a long time to identify who it was.
"Yes, this is indeed the person I saw in church last night. This..."
He realized that the corpse's extraordinary level of decay meant that, without the intervention of supernatural forces, the woman's death would not have been recent at least.
"The girl surnamed Stress you saw last night is not a living person, this is a rare phenomenon A-12-02-3320, reanimated corpse."
"Scary thing?"
Jenkins was taken aback, but he hadn't seen any black auras at all last night.
"This kind of strange thing in the form of an event is very troublesome, especially as time goes by, its danger level will increase sharply. If no one stops it in time, it can silently destroy a human settlement."
As she spoke, she pointed to the photo Jenkins was holding:
"This is our negligence. The staff who dealt with the grudge-carrying textile factory worker a few weeks ago thought it was just an ordinary evil spirit. We raided the textile factory where the girl surnamed Stress worked this morning. , Numerous corpses were dug up in the garbage disposal area, and the investigation showed that the human beings represented by those corpses all survived and carried out normal activities in the city.”
"So which one is fake? The living or the corpse?"
"It's hard to define that."
Miss Bevanna frowned slightly:
"Oh, I think you still don't know the characteristics of A-12-02-3320. This is an event that is more common in small human settlements such as villages. At least in this era, there are no records showing that it appeared in cities. When this When the phenomenon occurs, there will be no more than 32 human beings aged 20 to 30 in the settlement, and there will be natural deaths. But after death, 'they' will spontaneously hide their corpses and carry out normal lives. As for what 'they' are, you can think of them as unstable beings with a mix of soul, matter, and warp.
With these people as the center, the phenomenon of reanimated corpses will continue to emerge, until the population of the entire settlement is replaced by this kind of creature hovering between life and death. The difference between reanimated corpses and normal humans cannot be found with the naked eye, but they are more likely to attract other evil spirits, so if there are frequent evil spirits in a human settlement, it is necessary to check whether A-12-02- 3320. "
"If you don't deal with it, what will happen next?"
Jenkins guessed that the black strange aura should be able to be seen on the corpse, after all, it is not clear whether the girl he saw last night existed or not.
"Have you heard of the legend of the dead town in Rosebell County of the Cheslan Kingdom?"
asked Miss Bevanna.
"Yes, Father mentioned it."
For ordinary people, it is just a legend, but for the bestower, it is a forbidden place that really exists. According to the old man, any life near that small town will pass away silently, while the soul will spontaneously stay in the small town. When the souls in the town gather to a certain extent, they will flow outward like a tide of undead, flocking to the nearest human settlement. As a result, the surrounding area of Rosebell County was completely sealed off by the Church.
The bestowers of the church can't solve it fundamentally, which is already close to a natural phenomenon entrenched somewhere in the world. What they can do is to eliminate as many undead as possible when the tide of undead emerges.