Chapter 133: The Garden (10)
The house, which had been purchased six months ago, was very clean, with two curtains hanging on the windows, one in dark blue satin and one in gray yarn, and the windows of the dining room were facing the garden, full of green, the previous owner did not like flowers, and he planted castor beans in the courtyard. /top/
The green "colored" leaves in the shape of the palm of the castor bean have covered almost the entire world, except for the South and North Poles. People everywhere grow castor beans, extract castor oil from the seeds of castor beans, after castor oil is extracted, the remaining paste-like residue is further refined, you can get white "colored" powder or granular ricin protein, no taste, two milligrams can cause the death of an adult, and one of the most widely related legends is that a journalist who offended the country's magnates was stabbed by an umbrella at a bus stop after many years of exile, and died three days later, and the doctor found a hollow ball in the place where he was stabbed. It was about 0.28 cubic milliliters, and the doctor determined that he had been killed by ricin, because ricin is the only one in the world that can kill a person in such a tiny dose.
There are many ways to use ricin, it is very stable, the injection effect is the best, the second is swallowing, and the worst effect is suction, which requires a large amount of toxic powder, and it can cause redness and pain in the skin, so as to alert the victim.
"You say it doesn't smell," Beelzebub said awe-inspiringly, looking at the lush Euphorbiaceae plant, which is also found on Poseidon Island, "what should I do to guard against?" ”
"Just remember how it makes you feel." Sasha said, "But you don't have to think too much about it now, let's start simple." ”
He pointed to the table, and Beelzebub walked over and sat down. Sasha followed and sat down across from him.
"You make me nervous."
"Don't worry, you'll soon feel nothing," Hopkins said, "I promise." ”
Beelzebub's face was a little pale.
Amp looked at the two men with interest, and he raised his finger and tapped the wainscoting, "What you want." Mr. Hopkins. He placed the small dark purple berries on the table in a small flat glass plate, and Beelzebub 'touched' them, with misty droplets of water on them.
"Belladonna," Sasha said, "is a good medicine when the dose is well controlled." It can treat gastric and duodenal ulcers, mild gastrointestinal and smooth muscle spasms, biliary colic, abdominal pain caused by urethral stones, vomiting and diarrhea caused by gastritis and gastric cramps, and excessive sweating, salivation, slow heart rate, and dizziness caused by vagus nerve excitation. ”
"I haven't heard of that." Beelzebub admits calmly: "I have only heard that in the past women used to drip belladonna juice into their eyes, so that their holes could be enlarged and become more 'fascinating', and they called it belladonna, which is derived from bella-donna, which means beautiful woman." ”
"Twenty of these little fruits might kill an adult, and even fewer children." "The fruit is very sweet and looks like a blueberry, so there are often children who are poisoned by mistake," Sasha said. ”
Beelzebub "licked" "licked" his lips, "You're going to let me eat it?" ”
"It's not just that," Sasha took from Amp's hand, "and this." He uncorked the bottle. Poured a little onto the table, which was a fine grain of salt. Sparkling in the sun, "the thing that succeeded in soaking in ice water last time and still sleeping soundly — L-hycyamine, which is naturally found in belladonna, is very unstable; During the extraction process, chemical treatment yields a stable racemic hyoscyamine – atropine, which is extremely soluble in water or ethanol – it is bitter. He thought for a moment: "Many extracts from poisonous plants are white and bitter. ”
"Does that mean I only have to remember this one?"
"It's all bitter, but there's still a difference." "If you accidentally eat it, then you must at least know what you are eating," Sasha said. ”
"What's the use of knowing?"
Sasha didn't answer him, he looked at Amp, who was standing quietly behind them, "Amp, go and get those things here, I'll look here." ”
"No problem," Ample nodded, "Do you need anything else?" I mean, chocolate. Snacks and tea? ”
"Chocolate and tea," Sasha said, "just one for now." ”
"What else?" Beelzebub asked, "Can't I have a chocolate too?" After it's all over? ”
"Then let's talk about it, if your appetite is really so good—those things have nothing to do with your homework today, only belladonna today," Sasha said, "and that's a little bit of information that my father forwarded to me...... You'll know, but not now, I'll answer your question now," he tilted his head to hear the sound outside—a much sharper than normal ear could hear the ping-pong in the kitchen about ten feet away—and Amp was busy at work," he said...... Beelzebub. If you can figure out exactly what you're ingesting in a timely and accurate way, you can manage to get your body out of it as quickly as possible, or limit its effects to a relatively small range, or even ...... Hormones that can be made to oppose it. ”
Beelzebub's eyes widened in surprise.
His friend smiled lazily, "Dear Beelzebub." You're still not used to it, I mean. You always forget that you're not a normal person — that kind of thing, I can do — mostly, my father, so can Hopkins, and your father is immune to almost every living or artificial toxin known in the world, and he can eat them—you should be able to, in the not-so-distant future, but now you have to try to learn to eliminate them, kill them, or store them in an inconsequential place, like nails and hair. ”
There was a sound of footsteps at the door, and Sasha closed his mouth. The news of Beelzebub's inheritance of his abilities could not be spread for the time being, and in fact, very few people knew that he was a supernatural being. Today's "Don" has unlimited authority on Poseidon Island, but he also knows that there is always that indispensable in the human soul, the deep-seated fear and hatred of "aliens" - he does not want to test the loyalty of his subjects - Jesus did this, and he was crucified.
Amp walked in, carrying a shiny silver platter, large chunks of chocolate (about a quarter of a pound), and a small tablet laptop next to the tea.
"Thank you." Sasha said.
"You can go back to your room and rest." Beelzebub said, "Hopkins is enough...... There are too many people, and I'll be shy. He pulled off a piece of chocolate and tossed it to Amp, his crumb-stained fingers instinctively trying to 'lick' it clean with his tongue, but a look from Sasha stopped him in time.
Beelzebub wiped his fingers from his clothes, "How much should I eat?" He counted, this plate, no more, no less, exactly two dozen.
***
Sasha turns on the computer.
The "1886 Old Coke Incident" at the Grande Boarding School four years ago was a scandal in which a few daring students actually obtained a very pure cocaine from their school doctor, and after they made a so-called old coke with 250 mg of cocaine each, they not only drank it themselves, but also held private gatherings to share it with their friends and girls, and the last time something happened, a student who had drunk too much of a special drink became poisoned, and he smashed a bottle, Stabbed two companions in a comatose state and ate their faces.
This incident shook nearly half of the Western Continent.
It might be excusable if it were a regular public school, where students are assigned according to where they live, not according to family and personal qualities, and it is not surprising that nothing happens.
It is no exaggeration to say that every student who enters the Grande has been carefully selected, healthy, good-looking, carries excellent academic performance and white and flawless files, and almost does not accept "colored" people, basically, they are all beautiful children from well-off families - tens of thousands of yuan in tuition fees every year are not affordable for every pair of parents in the Western Continent, Their referees must have a certain status in society.
Every year, Grande welcomes a large number of successful students, who are either rich or politicians, who give exciting speeches to the whole school and encourage them to look up to themselves. He would also sign his name and wish his alma mater on a loose-leaf booklet with an old cowhide cover, which has grown thicker and thicker in the past 100 years, and it is placed in the principal's office, and everyone who is lucky enough to enter the principal's office can see it at first sight.
After this horrific and disgusting incident, the principal, teachers, and school committee acted not unpleasantly, and they managed to contact everyone involved in the incident, using various tactics to keep them quiet - they only almost succeeded, and the matter seemed to be about to be overshadowed by the "sex" scandal of celebrities and officials. A "righteous" student posted a set of dozens of bloody photos of the scene on the Internet, and it was the middle of the night on the weekend, and by the time the principal was woken up by the ringing of the phone, the post had already received hundreds of thousands of hits.
Starting with the students who caused the accident, the school doctor, grade level advisors, superintendents, principals, school committees, and directors were all dragged into the water without exception.
The school doctor has been expelled, and then he has been disqualified from teaching and doctor's license for life, and has been held criminally responsible along with the students who created the "original disaster" - ancient cola, and the grade instructor cannot escape the same fate, seeing that the situation is not good, the principal who voluntarily resigned left Grande empty-handed, and three members of the school committee were forced to give up their seats in disgrace.
In his place, one had the surname Douglas, while the other two also had good relations with the Douglas family.
Dr. Douglas, who had just completed his internship, became the new school doctor.
Is it a coincidence?
Sasha. Hopkins doesn't think so.
(To be continued)
n (one second to remember the world)