Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 The middle-aged man was taken aback, and then nodded blankly. He seemed to want to laugh but knew that such an expression was inappropriate: "Go back as soon as possible. Something has happened around here."

　　 The whole team of Captain Bincy is here, and they watched the surroundings vigilantly when they were talking.

"What's matter?"

"It's the last time you gave the red rose to Mr. Stein. Although he died, the body outside his head and the lady who was invited are gone. We investigated for a week and found out the night before. It's... the remains of Mr. Stan's body. Damn it, that's disgusting. The conclusion is... he was eaten."

"Being?"

　　 Discussing this topic on a cold winter night, my back feels a little cold.

Chapter 756 Another Elopement

　　 The topic of cannibalism made Jenkins feel a strong sense of discomfort. He was clearly strong but still sweating in the cold wind. Of course, this may also be related to a cat whose chest is too warm.

　　 "Yes, I was eaten by someone."

　　 Judging from his facial expression, Captain Bincy’s discomfort in his heart should be stronger than that of Jenkins, after all, he has seen the remains of a corpse.

"I don't want to discuss this issue anymore, well, to make a long story short: it was the lady invited by the victim Mr. Stan who ate Mr. Stan. At first we thought it was a troll masquerade pretending to be a human, but then we discovered that the woman acted like that. Habits are more like praying mantis. Did you know that after mating, the female praying mantis will..."

"I see."

　　 Jenkins covered his face and nodded. He had heard of this kind of thing: "If this is true, then this is indeed a tragedy. But what caused this to happen? Where is the lady now?"

　　 "I don't know, I didn't know this until she was caught. Now there are three teams around here, and we are only in charge of the station area. Divination shows that the woman is in the block near the station."

　　 As he said, Captain Bincy looked back, but found nothing unusual.

　　 "I see, oh, you don't have to care about me, please continue to work, I will leave soon. Leave here and go home to rest."

　　 Jenkins nodded and promised, and then looked again at the direction of Miss Rick and Garcia. Captain Bincy also felt that he had almost explained it, so he led the members of the team to scatter and search everywhere.

　　 "What is the cause of the mother mantis and the human? The experiment of the evil gifter? The ancient blood awakening? The mysterious unknown alien? Some kind of trick?"

　　 Jenkins lowered his eyelids and thought, and walked to his companions with his cane, intending to talk about the delayed train. Suddenly one thing came to mind, and he turned and walked towards Captain Pennsi who had not gone far:

　　 "So roses..."

"Oh, this seems to be an unknown phenomenon. The cannibal woman is very sensitive to red roses and shows a tendency to attack men holding red roses. This is like an animal's instinctive reaction. Can you understand it? "

　　 "Instinct?"

　　 Jenkins repeated the word again.

　　 "Yes, we were able to find it, thanks to her crazy attack. Look, this is evidence of the attack in the evening recently, I haven't had time to send it to the church."

The captain 　　 took out a flower that had completely withered away. This thing was put in his pocket hastily, which aggravated the damage of the flower.

　　 Seeing this, Jenkins immediately thought of the fiery red rose that he saw just now. Suddenly heard an exclamation sound from behind, Miss Rick fell to the ground, and a tightly wrapped humanoid creature clamped Garcia holding a red rose to one side of her body, and quickly turned towards Jenkins and Bin. Captain West fled in the direction to the right.

　　 There are few people on the platform, and the only lighting facilities are pillars and a few old-fashioned gas lamps on the walls. The dim light shone on the sleepy passengers, and there was no one on the escape route chosen by the man who had taken Garcia. Even the closest person could hardly stop her before she climbed over the high wall over there.

　　 "That's your friend, who will elope..."

　　 Captain Bincy leaned over and asked in a low voice, knowing that he wanted to protect the privacy of others.

　　 "Yes, I hope it's not my bad luck that brought disaster to them."

　　 Jenkins frowned and said depressedly, but both of them stood still. Jenkins took the flower with almost the stalk left in Captain Bincy's hand, and it shook it gently in his hand.

　　 "Hi~ look here~"

　　 he shouted loudly, the thumb and index finger of his left hand slowly turning the stalk. With the appearance and penetration of the green smoke, the branch of this flower replayed the whole process from the appearance of the bud to the final bloom within a few seconds.

　　 "Roar~"

　　 The woman looked here, her feet stopped, and then rushed over with Garcia. Jenkins raised his cane and drew it towards her. The woman's right arm lifted up and slammed into the cane, making a clear "clang~" sound.

　　 Captain Bincy grabbed her left arm, but the moment his palm touched the sleeve, a huge crack appeared in his palm, and his whole body was knocked to the ground by the woman. Even so, the rope slid from the cuff was still firmly tied to her arm.

　　 "Heh~"

　　 Jenkins slammed down the cane again, and the sleeves of the woman were completely torn, revealing her metallic black arms. In just a few seconds after she was blocked by Jenkins, other scribes from the church also gathered.

　　 Everyone didn't dare to touch her body directly, and they used long-range attacks to take action. In the end, she used the [Frozen Talisman] to freeze the woman to the ground, and only then took out a special torture instrument made by the church to control her.

　　 "Mr. William, this..."

　　 Garcia was not in a coma, he was flung out when Captain Pennsey's rope worked. The man was completely confused now, because the scene just now seemed to appear only in a knight novel.

　　 "Sorry, I think you and Miss Rick may not be able to leave."

　　 Jenkins knelt down to heal the wound on Captain Bincy’s hand, smiled apologetically but did not look at their expressions. At this time, the only female member of the team brought Miss Rick over.

　　 "I'm really sorry, but your idea of ​​disappearing for a while can still be realized."

　　 He lowered his head and stuffed the re-blooming red rose in his hands to Miss Rick. The latter's hands were cold. She wanted to say something, but the scribe who had prepared had already controlled her.

　　 Jenkins nodded at Captain Bincy, then watched him take all the witnesses and the weird woman away from the train station.

　　 "Oh, sage, what's all this~"

　　 After everyone disappeared, he covered his face and said. But I had to cheer up, because there were still two ladies waiting for him outside.

　　 Jenkins could not get out of the train station until the late train arrived in five minutes. Hathaway and Britney were indeed asleep. After Jenkins told them that Miss Rick and Garcia had left, no one actually doubted.

　　 This lie should not be easily exposed, because Miss Rick and Garcia are not Fini, and the confidentiality regulations they have to sign are more stringent and complicated. Jenkins even believes that no one will see them again in half a year. From a certain point of view, it can be regarded as fulfilling their dream...

Chapter 757 Chapter 742: Steam and Nature

　　 didn't fall asleep in front of his fireplace until three o'clock, but still got up on time to go to work early in the morning. When eating breakfast, I even felt that everything that happened last night was a dream, but Jenkins obviously couldn't deceive himself.

　　 His exhaustion couldn't be concealed, and when he arrived at the old antique shop, he had already miraculously understood all the things that happened last night.

　　 It is probably because Jenkins went out because it was really to participate in social activities, instead of wandering around the city boringly, so Dad did not blame him for being connected with the events of last night. Just let him rest on the second floor of the antique shop all morning, and then stretched out when he had lunch.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Chocolate also stretched his legs, his eyes narrowed into a line, and his beard trembled.

　　 "Have you got enough sleep?"

　　 "Enough sleep, in fact, just a little rest is enough."

　　 Jenkins yawned again, and straightened the vase on the cabinet next to him.

　　 There is no doubt about what happened last night. All the church can do is continue to investigate the causes of the abnormal changes in women. From yesterday's observation, the woman's body has been alienated into the appearance of a monster. Although she still maintains a human form, she is not a human being at all.

　　 Jenkins's real eye did not observe the black aura, but saw the blue light. This represents a different species. The mantised woman has a very obvious relationship with the alien species, but I don't know what kind of secrets there is in it.

　　 "Ancient blood awakening, probably like this."

　　 This is the old man's opinion, he doesn't seem to be surprised by this.

　　 I saw the newspaper that was placed on the counter during lunch. I turned a few pages back and saw the news about the opera rehearsal. There was only a short paragraph of text without photos. Jenkins didn't care about the words of praise, but after knowing that the mainstream sayings were praise, he completely let go of his heart.

　　 Mr. Nellie has not negotiated the time of the first performance with the Opera House, but it is expected that it will not be later than the arrival of spring. At the end of the freezing winter, the opera by the great writer William will be presented to the audience in Nolan City.

　　 Monday is still a day when there is usually no business. Except for Jenkins to go to Three Streets in the afternoon to collect accounts, nothing notable happened.

　　 In the evening, I continued to study with Miss Bevanna, and met Captain Bincy and talked about the issue of city security. I ran into Fini as usual. She and several other choir children hugged a stack of books and walked towards the library behind an old priest.

　　 Jenkins didn't bother her, but stood in the distant corridor, holding the chocolate, grabbed its right front paw and waved it, and several children laughed.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Chocolate sounds very unhappy.

　　 When I was about to leave the church, I met Professor Burns at the door of the church. It was already ten o'clock in the middle of the night, and I didn't expect to meet the professor at this time. Jenkins knew that he had a course on "Appreciation of Ancient Literature" every Tuesday morning.

　　 "It just happened to have something to do with you."

　　 As the professor said, he walked out, and Jenkins immediately understood that this is something that the church should not know.

　　 The two walked to the street, first stood under the street lamp for a few seconds to observe whether there were people nearby, and then entered a dark alley. After walking out of the exit on the other side of the alley, seeing that there were no street lights in this street, I stood at the corner of the street where I could easily observe the surroundings and started talking.

　　 "Since the last meeting of Mr.'that', I have been trying to find you. I have been busy recently and have no time."

　　 The last time Mr. Corpse's party coincided with Mr. Hood's party. Jenkins chose the second one and decisively abandoned the former, and the professor promised to help pass the message.

　　 Professor Burns is wearing a long khaki coat that he often wears and a black hat. He seems to be in good spirits, but a little nervous.

　　 "There was no noteworthy thing in the party. Finally, Mr.'that' reminded us that we should be careful of the fog around the city recently."

　　 The night wind at the entrance of the street was a bit cold, and both Jenkins and the professor shrank their necks, which made their voices tremble.

　　 "The surrounding area? Is it just the surrounding fog?"

　　 Jenkins keenly grasped the key point.

"Yes, Mr.'That' said, don't touch the fog around the city at night. Now the fog there contains too many indescribable and terrifying elements. This is the sin of the mortal, the natural punishment, the benefactor The combined effect of the conspiracy and the influence of the extraordinary is at least more troublesome than the blood-sucking alien."

　　 "Oh, this is really..."

　　 Jenkins was speechless in surprise. At the end of the Vampire event, he almost gotten out of the moon from the moon.

"The church...Oh, teacher, I will definitely hand over the paper to you before next week, please give me a little more time. Beautiful girls are always too enthusiastic, I shouldn’t put my energy on ......"

　　 The drunk man who came in the distance stumbled forward while holding on to the wall. It seemed that he hadn't noticed Jenkins' performance and turned straight. Half a minute later, Jenkins heard the sound of vomiting half a street away, and he and the professor frowned at the same time.

　　 "Does the church know about this? I mean the fog."

　　 "Of course I know that the fog outside the city is extremely abnormal. The church noticed it at the beginning of the year."

　　 There are various things happening in Nolan City every day, and what Jenkins knows is just the tip of the iceberg. Generally speaking, all he knows are related to himself, or things that have endangered the entire city.

　　Of course, the former and the latter overlap in general.

"After I was reminded by Mr.'that', I paid special attention to it in the church. It is now certain that the composition of the fog outside the city is not pure polluting gas, but even more subtle or even unobservable things are contained in it. We don’t know if this kind of thing is artificial or natural, but it’s definitely not a good thing."

Professor 　　's tone was very serious. He and Jenkins looked at the thin mist around him. There was such a thing at night in the city. This is the normal "landscape" of this city with an extremely developed steam industry.

　　 "Can the church clear them?"

"From the root cause, the air management bill can be done, but you can guess the ideas of the nobles and councillors of the kingdom. In the short term, it is difficult to remove them temporarily, at least the church has not found a suitable method. We need to intervene. The kingdom’s overall policy can eliminate hidden dangers, but the difficulty of doing so is almost equivalent to putting another person on the throne."

　　 Although the parliament exists, the power of imperial power is still overwhelmingly huge. Changing this country requires a decision made by the person sitting on the throne. The professor's statement is correct, but it is impossible.

Chapter 758 Chapter 743 Family Talk

　　 The development of the steam industry is bound to be accompanied by various problems, and the relationship between man and nature is also an eternal topic. There are both steam cities and lush natural forests in this world. There is still time to change, but few people can see this.

　　 looked up at the sky, the two-color moonlight was faintly visible behind the dark clouds. This disaster, which has revealed small details, is inseparable from the development of the steam industry, but the steam industry can never be completely stagnated because of this. The relationship between human civilization and nature is very complicated, and the predicament presented to Nolan City is just the tip of the iceberg.

　　 Jenkins was able to find a more thorough development process of mortal civilization in the corner of memory, but he still couldn't find a way to solve this problem.

　　 On the early morning of Tuesday, he temporarily pulled his eyes to the remote city of Ruen. The two Antwerp pigeons saved by Jenkins stayed on the head of the statue in front of the palace, curiously watching Julia who hurried past disappear in the door of the building.

　　 "Your Highness, Your Highness!"

　　 Julia rarely speaks in such a voice. She opened the door of the bedroom, checked the bathroom, rummaged through the study, and finally opened the closet. And the place where I finally saw Dolores was the small garden on the east side of the palace complex. Every child in the Stuart family had their own place here, but the only ones who really made use of this small space were the three princes. .

　　 At this time, she was holding a small shovel, squatting on the snow to loosen the soil. Naturally, what she took care of was Mr. Williams's baby flower.

　　 I originally imagined that the flowers were taken care of by Alexia, but she entrusted them to Miss Stuart when she was out a few weeks ago. Although Alexia has returned, she has no intention of returning the potted flower for the time being, and Dolores is willing to continue to greet it.

　　 "The interrogation has a result."

　　 Julia leaned over and whispered in the ear of the princess.

　　 The latter nodded, reached out his hand to touch the leaf of the flower, and then stood up in peace.

　　 "Did you finally speak? But I'll talk about it later, the conversation is about to begin."

　　 She handed the shovel to the servant beside her, and then walked to the other side of the garden.

　　Salcy II is usually busy with official duties, but he always makes time to talk with his children. He calls it family talk. He is a qualified king, and of course a qualified king must train qualified successors.

　　 Now Salsi II does not show his preference for a particular prince or princess, so when the family talks, all family members will participate unless they are not in Ruen.

　　 There are many brothers and sisters of Dolores. She is neither the largest nor the smallest. She seems to have a low sense of existence. And every time the family talks, Salsi II will not pay special attention to this daughter, except that she has a pair of eyes that resemble a grandmother, she does not leave a deep impression.

　　 Today, as usual, the king who took time out of government affairs "meeted" his children in the pavilion in the small garden. The people in luxurious clothes were either holding tea cups or looking through documents. Only Salcy II was able to sit at the table in the pavilion.

　　 Compared with the beautiful mink scarves, fleece trench coats, or skirts embroidered with lace embroidered by the brothers and sisters, Dolores, who was still rummaging the ground, had a mediocre outfit. But fortunately, apart from a few "hearted people", not many people care about her. After all, not everyone is smart enough to spot certain abnormalities.