"This is probably the same well that was contaminated before. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Colin stood by the fenced well, carefully observing some of the details left at the scene.

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From Colin into the city, the time had come to the next day, and almost a week had passed since the captain of the guard was killed. However, the murderer was still not found, but because of the blockade of the city gate, the leaders of the caravan who were so anxious that they lost control of their emotions were petitioning in front of the city lord's mansion almost every day.

It was also at this time that there were many dangerous incidents in the city, caravans were stolen, wells were poisoned, and many hooligans picked quarrels and provoked trouble.

It is not difficult for Colin to conclude the pattern from the various visions: although the whole city is in chaos, the distribution of events is more in the east and less in the west. In addition, compared to the tavern brawls and mercenary fights in the west of the city, there were much more murders and poisoning in the east city.

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The well is one of several previously contaminated wells in a slum near the East City Gate.

According to nearby residents, the water that came up early yesterday morning was suspected to have been poisoned. Many of those who drank the water developed fevers, vomited and even killed four residents.

Showing the Travelogue Scholar registration disc to the captain of the security team in charge of the scene, Colin was allowed to enter the makeshift morgue where the victim's body was kept. A coroner is working here.

"Come here, throw away these digestive tract contents, and be nimble with your hands and feet, or you won't even be able to do chores later!" the coroner didn't reply.

It seems that the coroner mistook Colin for a handyman. However, Colin was not unhappy, and walked quickly to the corpse to clean up the contents of his digestive tract.

"Huh?" Colin was cleaning up the body, and the coroner who was working with his head down seemed to notice something unusual, "Why don't you throw it away!

"Don't worry, Mr. Coroner, there's something strange in this chyme. Colin frowned as he looked at the brown-black contents of the corpse's digestive tract.

"What's so strange that the victim is poisoned by drinking water, and even if there is residue in the contents, it is contaminated with complex ingredients, what use can it be?" The coroner saw clearly at this time the person in front of him, he was not the handyman he knew, "Who are you, who allowed you to come in!"

"I am Colin, a traveling scholar, and it is my pleasure to assist you, Mr. Coroner. Colin smiled and nodded, but the smile was a chill to the back in the makeshift tent littered with corpses.

"Alas, itinerant scholars, what a loaf. However, he stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling man, and Colin's kind greeting also made the coroner, who had always disliked traveling scholars, unable to pull his face. "You can call me Northam, and you will participate in the autopsy, but first declare, you can't take anything from the corpse, especially the belongings!"

"Oh, of course. However, it is better to take a look at the contents first. Colin smiled and replied, the coroner seemed to be being harassed by some homeless man who claimed to be a traveling scholar.

"What could be out of the ordinary!" Northon walked impatiently.

"Huh, what does this smell like?" Northrend frowned, "This is not the smell of digestive tract contents!"

Colin opened the victim's small intestine, and the food had just been digested by the stomach and entered the small intestine, at which point the chyme should not taste very good, and it had a residual gastric juice taste. But the contents of the corpse's small intestine were foul-smelling, blackened, and highly lumpy with feces in the large intestine.

"Lord Norson, I wonder if you have some maggots?" Colin, after a moment's thought, began to ask Norson.

Coroners in Tyrea keep a maggot called the Ayalka fly, which eats almost any putrefactive substance and coincidentally has a tolerance for toxic substances that happens to be very similar to that of humans, and is often used by coroners to detect the toxicity of tissues.

"What do you mean...... Okay, let's give it a try. Norson understood what Colin meant, and took out a small urn, a porcelain bowl, from the workbox on the table.

The experienced coroner took a little of the victim's intestines with an iron spoon on a side plate, placed them in a porcelain bowl, and gently picked a maggot from the small urn with tweezers and placed it on the black chyme.

The two stared intently at the little white maggot. Maggots soon began to eat chyme and did not reject it, which at least indicates that chyme is not completely inorganic. At this moment, the appearance of the maggot changes drastically, and the body surface turns red, which is a reaction to maggot poisoning.

Northon's eyes widened, and the poisoning reaction began very quickly, indicating that the black chyme was very rich in poison.

"No wonder I couldn't detect poison in my bladder and kidneys, it turned out to be food poisoning. It dawned on Northson.

"It's hard to say. Colin frowned as he looked at the dead maggot.

"Huh, what's that?" Northon now somewhat recognized the traveling scholar in front of him, who still had a little bit of knowledge.

"Don't forget, Mr. Norson, that only those who drank the well water are symptomatic, and the stomachs of these corpses must not have a toxic reaction. Colin looked up at the bodies inside the tent, expectantly looking at the rest of the people outside the tent. "I guess the rest of the bodies will have the same anomaly. ”

"There's really no poison reaction in the stomach...... "Northon also looked up and followed Colin's gaze.

"Those people outside probably have such a piece of chyme in their small intestines. Colin's brow furrowed.

The mechanism of the poison has been roughly clarified: the poison is actually a mixture, but the lethal part of it is only slowly absorbed in the human digestive tract, and even until the stomach is empty, which also makes the coroner unable to detect the poison in the stomach. However, another ingredient in the mixture causes rapid dehydration and clumping of chyme in the small intestinal environment, and the peristalsis of the small intestine cannot advance these clumped chymes, and the highly enriched poison masses are retained in the small intestine that is most easily absorbed, which leads to the poisoning and death of the victim.

With the mechanism of poison hair in mind, Colin walked out of the tent quickly, and although Norson didn't know what the scholar was going to do, he still chose to follow Colin out.

"Guys, if any of you drank the water from the well the morning before yesterday, please come and answer a few questions from me!" Colin asked in a loud voice to the onlookers.

Obviously, everyone came out, after all, in their eyes, the coroner was very scary, even if Colin was not a coroner.

"Guards, bring two untouchables for your Excellency the Traveling Scholar!" Apparently, Northon knew better how to deal with these timid and fearful low-level people.

A short time later, three shivering unlucky ones were brought to Colin by one of the guards.

"You, come here. Colin pointed to a thin man with slightly pale lips.

"Good day, my lord!" the man bowed, greeting Klin.

A foul stench erupted from the man's mouth as he spoke, and Northon frowned.

Colin whispered in Northon's ear, "This smell is familiar. ”

"Well, it looks like they're going to be like those unlucky ones soon. Northon nodded and whispered.

"Okay, you can go back. Come here!" Colin called another woman who seemed to be relatively healthy.

"My lord!" the woman bowed with a shudder.

"Huh?" Colin felt something strange, "Blow on me!"

The woman was frightened by this strange request and was a little overwhelmed.

"Let you blow! Blow!" the guard on the side spoke first.

"Oh, yes...... Yes!"

The woman blew at Chief Colin and even blew some spit on Colin.

"Presumptuous, you pariah, get off!" the guard was furious and scolded the woman. In his eyes, Colin was the honored guest of Lord Northam, how could he provoke his anger!

"Wait, I have something to ask you. Rejecting the silk handkerchief from another guard, and wiping away the spit with his hand, Colin quickly stopped the guards who were trying to drive the women away.

Seeing that the guards stopped, Colin picked up the woman who was kneeling on the ground and asked, "Did you eat anything yesterday morning before drinking the well water?"

"Big ...... My lord, I ate half a piece of brown bread and some vegetable roots. ”

"What did you eat after that?"

"Back to ...... Adults, or brown bread and vegetable roots. ”

"Well, the roots...... Do you still have this kind of root, show me. Colin pondered for a moment and asked.

"Yes, yes!" the woman quickly pulled out a tuft of brownish-green vegetable roots from the bag she was carrying beside her, which looked like they had been washed and did not stick to the dirt.

"What's the name of this root?" Colin took a root, looked at it, and chewed it again, I have to say, the taste is actually not bad, the texture is also quite good, even if it is placed on the lord's table, it is still a good ingredient.

"It's called duck grass, adults, it's usually used to feed ducks and geese, and we really don't have anything else to eat, so we can only eat this. The woman replied.

Looking at Northon on the side, Colin raised the half of the vegetable root in his hand and gestured.

Despite the differences, Northam ordered the guards to disperse the rest of the inhabitants and came to Colin and the woman to begin to take a closer look at the roots.

"Could this be the cure?" asked Norson at last.

"We can't say for sure, but we can do some experiments. Colin said, turning back and walking towards the tent.

Norson instructed the guards to take the woman to the observation area, and he followed Colin into the tent.