Struggle in the Steam Age

"The vampire baroness?" Sergeant Hans thought for a while and said, "Are you referring to the horror story that spread in the west of the old continent?"

"No, it's not that. Of course, there is a connection between them." Lawrence paused, and then slowly said what he remembered from the pile of books his adoptive father had collected.

Whether it's from the point of view of heart or profit, he hopes that the police can quickly get rid of this evil thing. So he shared all the information he knew about the scene in front of him with Sergeant Hans. "This is actually a simple way of praying born out of shamanism at first, and it is used to pray for one's own health."

"At the beginning, the participants only need to surround themselves with some red rose petals. Then pray silently. It is very unlikely that these people will be favored by some spirit of nature to make their bodies healthier. Be healthy."

"However, some people later distorted this method. They chose to use blood and life as sacrifices. Communicate with those filthy existences in the lower space to increase life for themselves."

"And this kind of evil sacrificial ceremony was named the vampire baroness because it was related to blood and life. When the White Eagle Federation was not established two or three hundred years ago, this kind of evil was very popular in the New World for a while. Magic. Especially those slave owners who run plantations in the south. However, with the establishment of the White Eagle Federation and the establishment of order in this land, this evil magic is under the attack of the major churches and demon hunters. The land is slowly disappearing."

"On the other hand, those evil beings in the lower space are not benevolent guys. After the blood sacrifice, with their power, life can indeed be restored, even if the person is dying. But as long as the person touches this kind of sacrifice, he will definitely pay a painful price."

"People who use this kind of magic will continue to need more flesh and blood to maintain their half-cursed life in the future, until the soul falls into the lower space. In addition, his body also Will be gradually demonized, and finally filled with an evil spirit."

"According to the records I saw before, because this kind of magic is too evil, it is too easy to be discovered. At the same time, it also has very serious sequelae, so it was quickly lost after the White Eagle Federation made up its mind to fight."

"Are you sure it's lost?" Sergeant Hans frowned.

"At least that's what the records of the Church of Knowledge say. The blood sacrifice that was discovered most recently was recorded more than 70 years ago." Lawrence said after recalling the materials he had read. When he took over this body before, he found that he could recall all the materials he had read in his two lifetimes. Among them are the files about this kind of sacrifice.

"The records of the Church of Knowledge? That's more reliable." Sergeant Hans nodded. He knew from his youngest son that Lawrence grew up in the Church of Knowledge, so he trusted the information Lawrence presented.

After writing some words in the notebook to complete the previous record, Sergeant Hans put away the notebook and stood up, and then he said to Lawrence: "By the way, if you are free tomorrow, come to my house for dinner. Actually before When Edward became a police officer, he invited his friends to a party, but obviously you didn't get an invitation, and he seemed a little frustrated because of it."

"That's because I had some matters to deal with in the Church of Knowledge a while ago. That matter was a bit dangerous, so in order to avoid implicating my friends, I chose to secretly move out of my original residence."

"What's the matter?" Frank showed a concerned expression. "Do you still need my help? You know that I have worked in the police station here for so many years and I have known some very powerful people."

"This matter is related to the attack on me and Edward last time. It involves a conspiracy. Fortunately, the problem has been completely resolved with the cooperation of the Church of Dawn, the Church of Holy Light and the witcher."

"That's good." Frank let out a sigh of relief. "At that time, I sent someone to investigate, but nothing was found out. The investigators also encountered some strange things.

"Later, I told this incident to the demon hunter who cooperated with our police station the most. As a result, the brother and sister of the demon hunter were injured because of this incident. Fortunately, they specially found someone to send us a message to tell us what happened and solved."

After a few words of greeting, the two waved goodbye, and Lawrence also promised to visit him at dinner tomorrow.

After leaving the crime scene, Lawrence visited Dr. Lister as planned. Because Liszt did not participate in the previous conspiracy, he left the construction site as usual the next day and returned to his clinic to continue working.

When he walked into Liszt's room under the guidance of the nurse, he found that Liszt's hair was messy, with thick dark circles on his face, but he was in a very excited state.

"Quick, look at my records." As soon as Lawrence entered the door of the laboratory, Liszt stuffed him with a thick notebook, and when he started to read the records in the notebook, Liszt chattered beside him He began to tell about his experiences in the past few days.

"It's a miracle. I used carbolic acid to disinfect the room according to the method you said before, used an autoclave to disinfect surgical equipment and bedding, and disinfected myself with alcohol. As a result, none of the patients I have operated on these days have appeared as before. serious infection."

"This is simply great!" Lawrence showed a happy expression. He is very happy to use his knowledge to save innocent lives, not to mention that this thesis will bring him a lot of tangible and intangible benefits.

"Yeah, it's great." Liszt also smiled, but soon the corners of his mouth pulled down again. "The problem is that I found a very big hole in our paper."

"Loophole, what is it?" Lawrence asked puzzled. "Doesn't our practice explain our theory?"

"Practice can explain the importance of disinfection, but there is no evidence for our so-called pathogenic microorganism conjecture." Liszt spread his hands and showed a helpless expression. "Because I really couldn't find the pathogenic microorganism."

"It shouldn't be." Hearing what he said, Lawrence also frowned. "I see that you have a microscope here. As a doctor, you should be able to find those infected wounds and take samples."

"Of course I took a sample." Liszt brought Lawrence to the microscope, and then took out a petri dish. "I can confirm that there are human-infecting microorganisms in this petri dish, and I have experimented with a few rabbits, but I still can't see them."

"Let me take a look." Lawrence moved his eyes closer to the microscope eyepiece and looked at the newly made glass slide. At this time, the microscope was almost the same as the microscope Lawrence had seen in his previous life, especially this one from Liszt. With the participation of extraordinary people in the production, it can be magnified 1500 times, and theoretically, the microorganisms that cause infection can be seen.

"This is—" After placing the petri dish under the objective lens, Lawrence finally found something wrong: the deviation of these microorganisms from the surrounding environment was so small that they could not be seen with the naked eye even through a microscope.

"I think we should find a way to dye it." Recalling the photos of bacteria he saw in his previous life, Lawrence made his own suggestion.