The Master of the Strange Realm

Chapter 733 Chapter 719 Flowers and Death

The first letter Jenkins read was from the Silver Jasmine Opera Company. Because Hathaway had already handed over the music for the opera to Mr. Nellie before the trip, after half a month of running-in and modification, the five-act opera "The Steam Train Murder Case" was finally able to be put on stage.

Mr. Nellie sent the letter to invite Jenkins and Hathaway to watch their preview at the opera house on Sunday morning and give corresponding guidance. This is a very grand event because reporters and critics will also be there. This is a normal thing, but the problem is that Hathaway is very likely to invite Britney to go with her, and Jenkins has been avoiding seeing this blonde girl again.

"This matter will be resolved sooner or later."

He said to himself, stopped at the five-way intersection, let the speeding carriage pass, and turned to the street to the east. Passing by a little girl selling flowers, he put the letter in his pocket, then turned back to stop the girl and bought a rose at a high price.

Now he is no longer afraid of such little girls, but from his current performance, he seems to have the disease of "helping flower girls when he meets them".

Although this is also an unhealthy psychological condition, it is better than being afraid. And his slightly morbid behavior can be classified as doing good deeds, which will not hurt anyone except his wallet.

Holding the withered red rose, he continued to walk forward. It was noon, so the flowers in the morning would of course become like this. His hand kept sending the spirit of life to the flower. Of course, people who passed by could not see the changes in the flower, but if they could continue to observe the distance of a street, they would definitely be able to discover its amazing recovery.

The street was crowded with pedestrians, and all kinds of people passed by Jenkins, and they would subconsciously take a look at the delicate and beautiful rose in his hand. In this season, it is difficult to see such bright flowers.

He glanced at his pocket watch. There was still a long time before the end of the lunch break, so he didn't need to walk fast, so he took out another letter from his pocket to read.

This was a very pleasant letter, and the sender was Mr. Bro, a bookseller. He announced to Jenkins the sales of Frozen in the first two days of its release, and the small number written on the paper in dark blue ink was so amazing that even though Jenkins had prepared himself mentally, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The "new knowledge" he brought to the world could bring him a small amount of spirit through the kiss of the sage on his forehead. And since Monday, the feeling of the spirit in the void flowing into his body has never stopped, and he knew from then on that the new book would not fail.

"That means I can get... oh, what a lot of money in the first month."

No one would dislike the gold pounds in their hands, and Jenkins was the same. He planned to donate part of the money as usual after getting it, because he always believed that the income from the "plagiarism" part should not belong to him.

And the vast majority of the rest would still go into his pocket, after all, those stories were brought to the world by him, and it took a lot of effort to polish, adapt and modify them.

"Sir, sorry to bother you."

While thinking, he didn't notice that a carriage stopped across the street. A middle-aged gentleman got off the car, leaning on a cane and walking quickly across the street, catching up with Jenkins who was still moving forward.

"Sorry to bother you, sir, where did you buy this flower in your hand?"

He panted for a few breaths before he could speak completely. But his expression was awkward, and he was not good at chatting up strangers. It was cold in winter, and white mist sprayed out of his mouth when he spoke. He smiled apologetically at Jenkins again.

"This? This is..."

He really couldn't explain:

"I bought it from a little girl selling flowers over there. If you need it, then take it."

After that, he stuffed it into the middle-aged man's hand. It was useless for him to hold the flower, after all, Chocolate didn't like to eat this kind of thing.

"How can I be so embarrassed? How much money did you spend just now? I can..."

"Oh, sir, you don't need to give me money, please take it with peace of mind. Since you can get off the carriage and cross half a street to catch up with me, then this flower must be very important to you. Please take it, I wish you success!"

After saying that, he also winked at the man. The middle-aged man smiled embarrassedly, took the flower from Jenkins' hand, took off his gloves and shook hands with Jenkins to say goodbye.

Watching the man return to his carriage, Jenkins turned around and continued on his way.

"Giving roses to others, the hand will have a lingering fragrance."

He whispered this sentence in the ancient words in his memory, and then sniffed the hand that just held the flower, but he didn't smell anything.

"I knew it was just a metaphor."

This was just a trivial matter in daily life, just like passing by a certain alley at noon, or encountering an illegal assembly while walking the cat at night, and it would be completely forgotten half an hour later. But it was such a trivial matter that caused an accident in the evening five hours later.

It was already five o'clock. After seeing off the previous customer, Dad was lying on the counter keeping accounts, while Jenkins put the box he had just turned out back to its original position.

After finishing this, he could go home from get off work. He planned to go directly to the church for dinner and then start tonight's class.

Ding Dong~

"Welcome...oh, Captain Binsi? Welcome."

As he spoke, he went to get the coat on the wall: "I'll leave right away. If you have something confidential to discuss with dad, you can wait a moment."

"No, Jenkins, I'm here for you."

He said and walked towards the counter, Jenkins following behind. The man took off his hat, shook the snow off the brim, and then took out a black and white photo from his pocket. The photo was brand new and had obviously just been developed.

"Do you know this person?"

The background of the photo is a red carpet, but it is stained black because it is soaked in blood. The middle-aged man who presented the flowers at noon looked at the camera with his eyes wide open, as if he was looking at his father and Jenkins outside the photo. He was obviously dead, because there was nothing below his neck. It was a horrifying way to die.

"Yes...I met him at noon."

Jenkins nodded, but hesitantly. Since it was Captain Bincy who came to him to verify the situation and not the police at Carfax Field, it meant that this was not a simple murder case.

"Is there a problem with this?"

Whatever Jenkins can think of, Dad can naturally think of it too.

Chapter 734 Chapter 720 The tragedy of the Stan family

The store was warm and cozy, but Jenkins felt uncomfortable. He hoped that his act of sending flowers had nothing to do with the man's death, otherwise it would be too bad.

Captain Binsi sighed and shook his head:

"The problem is huge. This man's name is Sinvik Stan, a big businessman living in the east of the city. Today he invited a beautiful lady to his home as a guest, and the two stayed in the study for a long time.

The servants heard nothing during this time, but they remained in the room far too long. About two hours ago, the family pet dog kept roaring towards the study, so the servants boldly went in to check, and only found Mr. Stan's head...Poor maid, I just came back from there, She was really scared. "

"Where were the woman and the rest of the body? Were they taken away?"

Jenkins asked hastily.

"The way things are going...it's hard to explain."

He didn't know what to say, so he put on his hat again and asked Jenkins to leave with him:

"Sorry Jenkins, now I need you to go to the crime scene with me to confirm some things. It won't take long. The church's carriage will take you directly back to the church in a while. I know you have evening classes."

"Is this thing related to a strange thing or a special item?"

Jenkins nodded in agreement, but still asked uneasily.

"There are currently no signs of this."

With that, he said to his father: "I left with Jenkins and swore to the sage that I would ensure his safety."

"I think you should pay more attention to your own safety."

Dad muttered in his heart, and then drove the two people and the cat out.

Captain Binsey did not take away the photo of the severed head; it still lay slanted on the counter. Dad frowned and looked at the dead man in the photo, but he didn't guess what happened.

"Audrey, please divine this matter. I don't want the cause, result and process. I just want to know the name of the disappeared woman."

Miss Audrey took the initiative to come to the antique store to have a conversation with her father at half past five. She heard such a request as soon as she opened the door, and immediately started making preparations without asking the reason.

"If that's the case, then it's a really unfortunate thing."

Dad sighed softly.

(Chocolate tail flicking...)

The incident took place some distance away from Dad's Antique Shop, which is adjacent to the dock area. It took Jenkins and Captain Binsey half an hour to cross half of the city to get to Mr. Stan's home.

He should be a very successful businessman, because the house is like a manor, with a large garden. The building is divided into three floors, covering an area more than three times that of the Jenkins home, and the number of servants in the family exceeds double digits.

At this time, the servants were standing tremblingly by the wall of the foyer, waiting. The active people in the building were uniformed police detectives and police officers. There are also some impostors, such as Jenkins and Captain Binsey.

"The suit was a little too small and it felt like someone was pinching my wrist."

While adjusting the buttons on his cuffs, he followed Captain Binsey to the second floor. During this process, he had to avoid a group of police officers hurriedly coming down from the third floor. But those police officers were obviously not real police officers. Many of them were seen by Jenkins as gravekeepers of the Church of the End of Death.

The study is located on the second floor of the building. After walking up the stairs, walk along the corridor to the third door on the left, which is where the crime occurred. At this time, the door was open, and a young police officer stood at the door supervising people coming in and out.

He obviously knew Captain Binsey, or the star on Captain Binsey's shoulder, and nodded and let them in.

"The soundproofing of this study is very good. It's difficult to hear sounds from outside when the door is closed... Look here."

By this time poor Mr. Stein's head had been removed, and the carpet was rolled up and moved aside so that the policemen could draw the lines that fixed the traces of the body. The position of the head is close to the piano nearby, the lid of the piano is open, and the chair is pulled slightly further away.

There were no signs of struggle in the room, and everything should have happened quickly.

"Actually, I'm curious, how did you find me? After all, I have little to do with this matter."

Jenkins looked around casually and asked softly.

"Because in addition to the missing body, there is another thing missing here - a gorgeous red rose. The servants were very impressed by this flower. It is difficult to see such a bright flower in winter, and the deceased did not wilt at all after taking it home."

"So, you found me based on the flower?"

"Yes, the servant who drove the coach at that time knew you. He saw your photo in the newspaper. Moreover, according to the description, it can only be you. Who else in Nolan Parish has such a skill?"

Captain Binsey actually had one more thing to say, that is, it is not surprising that such a terrible thing is related to Jenkins.

Although it seems that the police officers are investigating the case, the people in the room are actually the benefactors. They are from the [Church of Starry Sky and Balance], [Church of Knowledge and Books] and [Church of Death and Doom] respectively. The deceased believes in the righteous god [All-Seeing Starry Sky]. This area is under the jurisdiction of the Sage Church. For death cases involving supernatural powers, believers of the Death and Doom are generally asked to help deal with the corpse to prevent the corpse from being mutated due to the influence of supernatural powers.

The leaders from other churches also knew Jenkins because of various events in the past six months. A simple handshake was considered a greeting. Captain Binxi called Jenkins to confirm the matter of the flower.

"It can be confirmed that supernatural powers are involved in this matter. Someone witnessed a tall black shadow jumping on the roof of this block before and after the incident. It was obviously not a human. The question now is why your flower also disappeared with the woman and the corpse. Maybe the murderer took it away because it was beautiful, but the probability of this is very small."

"I understand."

Jenkins nodded, and then briefly described his handling of the flower. There is nothing strange about this, it just gave the dead rose new life.

Captain Binsey had another rose brought in, and asked Jenkins to revive like he did at noon, and then brought him to the scene for simulation. The psychic of the Church of Death and Doom temporarily called back Mr. Stan's soul, but the soul was confused and refused to cooperate in telling the appearance of the murderer. Only when he saw this bright red rose, the tendency to degenerate into an evil spirit at any time would be slightly alleviated.

Chapter 735 Chapter 721 A brief calm

The investigation after this incident had nothing to do with Jenkins, and it was not related for the time being. Captain Binsey also kept his promise and asked the carriage to send Jenkins back to the church. He and Chocolate were lucky to catch up with dinner time. The caviar salad tonight was very delicious, but Jenkins didn't like the shredded lettuce in it.

Before the evening class started, Bishop Palod found Jenkins and told him something. In fact, it was not a big deal, but the church hoped that he could give another public speech on the "Fabry scam". The location of the speech was in the church, and the audience of the speech was all the sage believers.

He didn't need to tell anything very profound, just repeat the speech at the end of the year.

"People are eager to hear your voice, Jenkins."

The old bishop patted Jenkins on the shoulder as encouragement:

"Now the Fabry scam has made people panic, and the local mining industry can't even find investors, which was unimaginable before. Now go and tell the people, Jenkins, it's all over."

Such a speech is not difficult, at least not more difficult than the arithmetic class at night. The weather is good tonight, so there are many people coming to the night class. The content of the lecture returned to the simplest addition and subtraction within ten, and he was sad to see that many familiar faces appeared in the classroom again.

The subsequent fighting class was still the same, and Jenkins was forced to block all the time. Miss Bevanna heard that he used fighting skills when fighting the high-level undead creature yesterday evening, so she asked Jenkins to do it again.

He jumped high like yesterday, curled up his legs, and kicked forward violently when his body was about to reach the highest point. But this time the move didn't work. Miss Befanna, who was standing in the attacked position, turned around and swung out her right leg, kicking Jenkins' waist directly.

She obviously showed mercy. Jenkins just fell from the air and was not hurt. The woman warned:

"Avoid leaving the ground with your legs in close combat. The power comes from your feet. Although we are not the legendary sons of Titan, the earth is the source of the original power when we exert force..."

"I understand that floating in the air in combat means being hit by the opponent indefinitely."

He complained in his heart and stood up to watch Miss Befanna demonstrate the essence of breaking the move just now.

When I got home, it was already half past ten in the evening. After changing clothes, I took the chocolate to the projection. The moment my senses recovered, the cold wind hit my face directly, and the cat and the man shivered together.

This is not indoors but outdoors. The royal hunt has begun.

"Hey~ Jenkins, you're here earlier than I expected."

There is no hunting lodge in the royal hunting grounds, and the nobles who come to hunt can only stay in tents. Miss Stuart didn't bring many people with her, but she made sure they were all trustworthy servants.

The group built a camp in a sheltered place under the cliff. At this moment, Alexia sat on a dry land guarding the fire. She was wearing a somewhat bloated cotton coat and a mink scarf tied around her neck. When she spoke, the white air from her mouth could extend far in the air.

Above her head was the vast Milky Way and the quiet twin moons. Only in the wild without air pollution and any lights could you see such a shocking night sky.

"How was your day today?"

He also sat on the ground. Seeing that there was no snow on the ground nearby, Chocolate also jumped down. Just at this time, a dark cloud floated in the sky, covering part of the twin moons, and the whole kitten stood in a small shadow.

But don't worry about not finding it, the beautiful amber eyes are even brighter than the campfire.

"I thought you would ask about Dolores first."

The woman hugged her legs and said with a smile.

"Although many people think that my emotional intelligence is not high, it doesn't mean that I am stupid."

Jenkins shook his head, picked up the dry branches prepared on the side, and added some firewood to the campfire.