The Master of the Strange Realm

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then nodded blankly. He seemed to want to laugh but knew that such an expression was inappropriate: "You should go back as soon as possible, something happened nearby."

Captain Binsi's entire team was here, watching the surroundings vigilantly while the two were talking.

"What's matter?"

"It's the same thing as last time. It's the Mr. Stan who gave you the red rose. Although he is dead, the body outside the head and the lady who was invited are missing. We investigated for a week and found out the night before yesterday The remains of... Mr. Stan's body. Damn, that's disgusting... he was eaten."

"Being?"

Discussing this topic on a cold winter night makes my back feel chilly.

Chapter 756 Chapter 741 Another kind of elopement

The topic of cannibalism made Jenkins feel a strong sense of discomfort. Even though he was strong, he was still sweating white hair in the cold wind. Of course, this may also be related to cats whose chests are too warm.

"Yes, he was eaten."

Judging from his expression, Captain Bincy should be feeling more uncomfortable than Jenkins. After all, he has seen the remains of corpses.

"I don't want to discuss this issue. Well, to make a long story short: it was the lady who was invited by the victim, Mr. Stan, who ate Mr. Stan. At first we thought it was a troll disguised as a human, but later we found out that the woman showed The behavior is more like that of a 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 really the case, then this is indeed a tragedy. But what caused this to happen? Where is the young lady now?"

"I don't know. We won't know until she is caught. There are three teams around here now, and we are only responsible for the station area. Divination shows that the woman is in the neighborhood near the station."

As he spoke, Captain Binsi looked back, but didn't find anything unusual.

"I understand, oh, you don't have to pay attention to me, please keep working, I will leave soon. Get out of here, go home and rest."

Jenkins nodded in promise, then looked again in the direction of Miss Rick and Garcia. Captain Binxi also felt that his explanation was almost complete, so he led the members of the team to search everywhere.

"What is the reason for the female mantis and the human being? The experiments of the evil gifter? The awakening of ancient bloodlines? A magical unknown alien species? Some kind of strange thing?"

Jenkins lowered his eyelids and thought, then walked towards his companions with his cane, intending to talk about the train being delayed. Suddenly he thought of something, and turned around and walked towards Captain Binsi who had not gone far:

"Then roses..."

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

"instinct?"

Jenkins repeated the word.

"Yes, we were able to find traces of it, thanks to her crazy attack. Look, this is evidence of the attack in the evening recently, and I didn't have time to deliver it to the church."

What the captain took out was a completely dry and withered flower. He put this thing hastily in his pocket, which aggravated the damage to the flower.

Seeing this, Jenkins immediately thought of the fiery red rose he saw just now. Suddenly hearing a scream from behind, Miss Rick fell to the ground, and a tightly wrapped humanoid creature clamped Garcia holding a red rose to one side of his body, and quickly moved toward Jenkins and Bin. Captain West fled to the right.

There were very few people on the platform, and the only lighting facilities were a few old-fashioned gas lamps on pillars and walls. The dim lights illuminated the drowsy passengers, but there was no one on the escape route chosen by the man who kidnapped Garcia. Even the nearest person would have a hard time stopping her before she climbs over the high wall on the other side.

"That's your friend who wants to elope..."

Captain Binxi leaned forward and asked in a low voice, knowing that he had to protect other people's privacy.

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

Jenkins frowned and said depressedly, but both of them stood there without moving. Jenkins took the flower with almost only the stem left in Captain Binsi's hand, and gently crushed it in his hand.

"Hey~ look here~"

He shouted loudly, slowly turning the stalk with the thumb and index finger of his left hand. As the green smoke appears and penetrates, the flower's branches reenact the entire process from the emergence of the buds to the final bloom in a matter of seconds.

"Ho~"

The woman looked here, her footsteps suddenly stopped, and then she rushed over with Garcia. Jenkins raised his cane and drew it towards her. The woman's right arm was raised and collided with the cane, making a clear "clang~" sound.

Captain Binsi grabbed her left arm, but the moment his palm touched the sleeve, a huge crack appeared in his palm, and he was knocked to the ground by the woman. Even so, the rope that slipped out of the cuff still tied her arm tightly.

"Ha~"

Jenkins pulled the cane down again, and the woman's sleeves were completely torn, exposing her metallic black arms. In the few seconds she was stopped by Jenkins, other scribes from the church also gathered.

Everyone didn't dare to touch her limbs directly, and they all used long-range attacks to take action. In the end, they actually used the [Freezing Spell] to freeze the woman to the ground, and then took out the church's special torture instrument to control her.

"Mr. William, this..."

Garcia was not unconscious, he was thrown out when Captain Binsi's rope worked. Now the man is completely confused, because the scene just now seems to appear in a knight novel.

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

Jenkins squatted down and healed the wound on Captain Binsi's hand. He smiled apologetically but didn't look at their expressions. At this time, the only female team member in 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 red rose that bloomed again in his hand to Miss Rick. The latter's hands were cold. She wanted to say something, but the scribe who had been prepared had already controlled her.

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

"Oh, sage, what is going on~"

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

Jenkins could not walk out of the train station until the late train arrived five minutes later. Hathaway and Britney had indeed fallen asleep. After Jenkins told them that Miss Rick and Garcia had left, no one really doubted it.

This lie should not be easily exposed, because Miss Rick and Garcia are not Finnie, and the confidentiality agreement they have to sign is more stringent and complicated. Jenkins even believed that no one would see them again in half a year, which in a way, was also their dream come true...

Chapter 757 Chapter 742 Steam and Nature

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

He couldn't hide his fatigue at all, and when he arrived at Dad's antique shop, Dad had magically learned everything that happened last night.

Probably because Jenkins went out to attend social activities, not to wander around the city out of boredom, so his father did not blame him for the incident last night. He just let him rest on the second floor of the antique shop all morning, and then he stretched his waist and walked downstairs when it was time for lunch.

"Meow~"

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

"Have you slept enough?"

"I have slept enough, actually just a little rest will do."

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 to continue to investigate the cause of the abnormality in the woman. From yesterday's observation, the woman's body has been transformed into a monster. Although she still maintains a human form, she is not a human at all.

Jenkins's true eye did not observe the black aura, but saw a blue light. This represents the alien species. The mantis-like woman has a clear relationship with the alien species, but I don't know what kind of hidden secrets there are.

"Ancient blood awakening, probably like this."

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

When eating lunch, I saw the newspaper on the counter. I turned a few pages back and saw the news of the opera preview, only a short paragraph of text without photos. Jenkins didn't care about the praise in it, but after knowing that the mainstream view was all praise, he was completely relieved.

Mr. Nellie has not yet negotiated the time of the first performance with the opera house, but it is expected to be no later than before the arrival of spring. At the end of the frozen winter, the opera of the great writer William will be presented to the audience of Nolan City.

Monday was still a day with no business as usual. Except for Jenkins going to three streets to collect bills in the afternoon, nothing worth noting happened.

In the evening, I continued to study with Miss Bevanna, and met Captain Binsey to discuss the problem of urban security. As usual, I ran into Finnie. She and several other choir children were holding a pile of books and following an old priest to the library.

Jenkins did not disturb her, but stood in the corridor far away, holding Chocolate, grabbing its right front paw and waving it, and several children laughed.

"Meow~"

Chocolate sounded very unhappy.

When he was about to leave the church, he met Professor Burns at the church door again. It was already ten o'clock in the middle of the night, and he 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's just right to find you for something."

The professor said and walked out. Jenkins immediately understood that there was something to say that the church couldn't know.

The two walked to the street, first stood under the street light for a few seconds to observe if there was anyone nearby, and then turned into the dark alley. After walking out of the exit on the other side of the alley, seeing that there was no street light on this street, they stood at the intersection where it was easy to observe the surroundings and talked.

"After the last party of 'that' gentleman, I have been wanting to find you, but I've been busy recently and have no time."

Last time, the time of Mr. Corpse's party and Mr. Hood's party overlapped. Jenkins decisively abandoned the former when he had to choose between the two, and the professor promised to help pass on the message.

Professor Burns wore a long khaki coat that he often wore, with a black hat. He looked in good spirits, but a little nervous.

"Nothing noteworthy happened at the party. Finally, the gentleman 'that' reminded us to be careful of the fog around the city recently."

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

"Around? Just the fog around?"

Jenkins keenly grasped the key point.

"Yes, 'that' gentleman said, don't come into contact with the fog around the city at night. The fog there now contains too many indescribable terrible elements. This is the result of the sins of mortals themselves, the punishment of nature, the conspiracy of the gifter, and the influence of extraordinary things. It is at least more troublesome than the blood-sucking aliens."

"Oh, this is really..."

Jenkins was so surprised that he couldn't speak. At the end of the blood-sucking incident, he almost brought the disaster beast from many eras ago out of the moon.

"The church...Oh, teacher, I will definitely hand in the paper to you before next week, please give me some more time. Beautiful girls are always too enthusiastic, I shouldn't focus all my energy on..."

The drunkard who came from a distance stumbled forward with the wall, and seemed not to notice Jenkins' performance, and turned straight around. Half a minute later, Jenkins heard the sound of vomiting from 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 they know. The fog outside the city is extremely abnormal. The church noticed it at the beginning of the year."

All kinds of things happen every day in Nolan City, and Jenkins only knows the tip of the iceberg. Generally speaking, he knows things that are related to himself or have endangered the entire city.

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

"After I got a reminder from Mr. 'that', I paid special attention to it in the church. Now it is certain that the composition of the circle of fog outside the city is not simply polluted gas, but contains more subtle and even unobservable things. We don't know whether this thing is man-made or naturally formed, but it is definitely not a good thing."

The professor's tone was very serious. He and Jenkins looked at the thin fog around them. There was also this kind of thing in the city at night. This was the normal "landscape" of this city with extremely developed steam industry.

"Can the church eliminate them?"

"From the root, the air management bill can do it, but you can guess what the nobles and parliamentarians of the kingdom think. In the short term, it is difficult to eliminate them temporarily, at least the church has not found a suitable method. We need to interfere with the overall policy of the kingdom to eliminate the hidden dangers, but the difficulty of doing so is almost equivalent to letting another person sit on the throne."

Although the parliament exists, the power of the emperor is still overwhelming. To change this country, the person sitting on the throne needs to make a decision. The professor is right, but it is impossible.

Chapter 758 Chapter 743 Family Conversation

The development of the steam industry is inevitably accompanied by various problems, and the relationship between man and nature is also an eternal topic. In this world, there are both thriving steam cities and lush natural forests. It is not too late to change now, but few people can see this.

Looking up at the sky, the two-color moonlight is faintly visible behind the clouds. This disaster, which has revealed tiny details, is inseparable from the development of the steam industry, but the steam industry will never stagnate completely because of this. The relationship between human civilization and nature is very complicated, and the dilemma facing the city of Nolan is just the tip of the iceberg.

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

On Tuesday morning, the sight was temporarily turned to the distant city of Loon. The two Antwerp pigeons saved by Jenkins stayed on the top of the statue in front of the palace, curiously watching Julia disappear at the door of the building as she hurried by.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!"

Julia rarely spoke in such a voice. She pushed open the door of the bedroom, checked the bathroom, searched the study, and finally opened the wardrobe. The place where Dolores was finally seen was the small garden on the east side of the palace complex. Every child of the Stuart family had their own place here, but the only one who really used this small space was the third princess.

At this time, she was holding a small shovel, squatting on the snow to loosen the soil. She was naturally taking care of Mr. William's precious flower.

I had imagined that the flower was taken care of by Alexia, and when she was out a few weeks ago, she entrusted it to Miss Stuart. Although Alexia has returned now, she has no intention of taking back the flower for the time being, and Dolores is happy to continue to take care of it.

"The interrogation has yielded results."

Julia leaned over and whispered in the princess' ear.

The latter nodded, reached out and touched the leaves of the flower, and then stood up with relief.

"Finally opened your mouth? But let's talk about this later, the conversation is about to begin."

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

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

Now Salciss II has not shown a preference for a particular prince or princess, so when the family talks, all family members will participate unless they are not in Rune.

Dolores has many brothers and sisters. She is not the oldest or the youngest, and she seems to have a low sense of presence. And every time there is a family talk, Salciss II will not pay special attention to this daughter. Except for a pair of eyes that are very similar to her grandmother, she did not leave a deep impression.

Today, as usual, the king took time out from government affairs and "received" his children in the pavilion in the small garden. People in luxurious clothes were either holding tea cups or looking through documents. Only Salciss II could sit at the table in the pavilion.

Compared with the beautiful mink scarves, woolen windbreakers, or dresses embroidered with lace decorations of her brothers and sisters, Dolores, who was just turning the land, was dressed in a mediocre way. But fortunately, apart from a few "interested people", not many people would care about her. After all, not everyone is smart enough to notice something abnormal.