Chapter 57: Poverty and Disease

The group soon came to Bridges Street, which, not surprisingly, was a slum.

Or rather, the whole of Tudor, most of which is a slum.

The houses built without permission have crowded the streets to the point where there is no room for insertions, and the streets are filthy and stinky.

I'm afraid the-pickers don't want to come here.

Li Shenzhi squeezed in expressionlessly.

At this time, at the narrow passage in front of the house where the incident occurred, there were many idle spectators, and they were talking about it one by one.

Looking up, on the second-floor shack, there were also heads poked down, full of curiosity.

"Mr. Langdon."

Harold and the others who were guarding here finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Li Shenzhi's arrival, obviously under a lot of mental pressure.

"My lord, our family is not heretical...... Deborah was just sick......"

An old woman saw the extraordinary Li Shenzhi approaching, and explained with a wink.

"Is it sick, the Inspector will know when he sees it, don't talk nonsense, get out of the way!"

Chaplin, who had always been quite cold, looked fierce when he arrived here, and spoke unceremoniously, which frightened the old woman and quickly closed her mouth.

Li Shenzhi glanced back, and a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

Entering the shack, a disgusting rancid smell came to my face.

In a dimly lit room, simple and dirty.

A thinly dressed girl, wrapped in a shiny tattered bedding, watched in horror as Li Shenzhi arrived.

Li Shenzhi looked around, and the situation was indeed as Loxani said, this family could be described as a family with four walls.

Not to mention buying medicine, whether you can maintain a minimum level of survival is a problem.

Li Shenzhi's ghost sent a messenger, walked to the hard couch, and reached out to lift the girl's quilt.

"Gross-"

Loxani, who was following Li Shenzhi, changed her expression suddenly, and she suddenly turned around and rushed out of the house, vomiting.

Don't talk about her, several new team members are pale.

Only Chaplin appeared calm.

I saw that under the lifted bedding, the girl's two legs suddenly appeared with different degrees of gangrene, and maggots could be seen in the rotting flesh and blood.

"Ever seen this?" Li Shenzhi looked at Chaplin.

"I've seen it, the reasons are very complicated, some are taking drugs, some are sick, and the most terrible thing is the sacrifice of the Suffering Sect." Chaplin whispered.

This is a sect that worships suffering, and they believe that the more painful it is, the closer it is to the true meaning of life, and the more happiness can be embraced.

Li Shenzhi nodded, and he walked away and asked, "How long has this situation occurred?" ”

The girl did not squeak, buried her head in her knees, and occasionally showed her peripheral vision, observing the group of well-dressed people.

"Blindfold her and hold her in place." Li Shenzhi turned his head and said.

"Hey!"

Chaplin bowed his head, walked sideways, and held the girl down with a brutal movement, blindfolding her with her clothes.

Li Shen's heart moved, half of his arm suddenly fell off, and he fell to the ground and burst into a large cloud of maggots, surging onto the hard couch, crawling onto the girl, gathering in the gangrene, and gnawing on the rotting flesh.

It didn't take long for the maggots to eat up the rotting flesh.

He immediately returned to Li Shenzhi's body.

"Sprinkle some medicine and bandage it!"

Li Shenzhi.

"I'm coming!"

Loxani didn't know when she returned to the house, her face was still pale, and she looked at Li Shenzhi's eyes, even with a little fear.

But at this time, I still mustered up the courage to take responsibility.

"My lord, can you find out the reason?" Chaplin was not polite and walked over and asked.

"It's a diseased oat infection, and it has nothing to do with evil."

Li Shenyi said as he walked to the rice jar, stretched out his hand and fished out a handful, and sure enough, half a handful of black moldy oats were in a handful of oats.

"Diseased oats?" Chaplin looked surprised, obviously hadn't heard of it.

"Well, it's these black oats, eating too much is easy to hallucinate, and even make the body have gangrene and cramps."

Li Shenzhi, this diseased black wheat, to be precise, is infected with ergot fungus.

This is a highly toxic fungus.

It is said that the witch hunt that broke out in the Middle Ages had the shadow of ergot.

Many girls eat black bread containing ergothorns, causing hallucinations, shouting, and eventually being judged by ignorant society to be related to demons and labeled as witches.

Of course, the reason why Li Shenzhi was able to judge the girl's situation was mainly the result of the two phases after the maggot test was tested.

"This thing can hallucinate?" Chaplin grew more and more surprised.

"That's right."

"I've never heard of it, how do you know?"

"I once heard a farmer say that if you eat moldy wheat, your child will go crazy easily, and as far as I can see, this is true."

Li Shenzhi said casually, secretly glad in his heart, fortunately he didn't say ergot fungus directly, otherwise he couldn't explain it clearly.

"I see." Chaplin's expression was a little complicated: "My lord, you may have uncovered the mystery of the Sheriff's Department that has not been solved for a hundred years. ”

"A century-old mystery?" Li Shenzhi raised his eyebrows.

Roxani, who was bandaging the girl, also turned her head in surprise.

"This kind of madness is very common, but because of the complexity of its causes, and most of it occurs in poor homes, it is not considered an unclean disease, and it now seems that it was poverty that caused the need to eat cheap diseased wheat, which caused the hallucination." Chaplin said, a hint of embarrassment flashing in his eyes.

"There is only one disease in this world, the disease of poverty!" Li Shenzhi couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I will report this matter as soon as possible, hoping to help citizens." ”

However, Li Shenzhi himself didn't believe this.

As long as poverty still exists, no matter how popular ergot mushrooms are, there will still be poor people who can't eat enough to choose to eat them.

They will selectively ignore the advice of the authorities.

As I complained in my previous life, I have been reduced to eating instant noodles, and I still care if it is healthy or not?

Ergot is also not a fungus that dies as soon as it is eaten.

So even if the Sheriff's Department issues a warning, it will help people with better economic conditions at most.

However, even so, when leaving the house, Li Shenzhi still said to the old woman: "You are right, Deborah is just sick, and the root is in the diseased wheat over there, if you must eat it, pick out the moldy black wheat inside." ”

The old woman said, "Moldy wheat? No way, I've been eating it all the time! How can it be a wheat problem? ”

Chaplin scolded: "If the adults tell you not to eat, you don't want to eat, what nonsense?" ”

The old woman was so frightened that she stepped back and looked submissive.

Li Shenzhi did not stop Chaplin's reprimand, and took out a silver coin of 1 pound and handed it over: "Buy some fresh food, don't eat those moldy oats." ”

"Great, adult, this ......"

The old lady looked sincerely frightened, and her eyes couldn't help but stare at the silver coin, but she didn't dare to reach out to take it.

"Take it!"

Li Shenzhi stuffed the silver coin into the woman's hand, and then turned to leave.

Back in the office, Li Shenzhi went straight to Sheriff Gold's office and reported the ergot fungus.

"Diseased wheat can hallucinate?" The head of the gold bailiff was surprised: "Are you sure this is true?" ”

"Based on the observations, it should be true, but it is better to ask a professional to test the specific situation." Li Shenzhi.

Gold nodded: "If this matter is confirmed, the value is immeasurable, you can come with me to meet General Manager Van Lunding!" ”

"Okay." Li Shenzhi's jaw.

The two then knocked on the door of Van Lunding's office.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Please come in!"

Pushing open the office door, Li Shenzhi's eyebrows raised slightly, and coincidentally, there were two inlays in Fan Lunding's office.

They are Sheriff Copperfield and Inspector Hobbes.

"Something?" Van Lundin looked at Gold.

"Lord Van Lunding, this is not a matter of urgency, the main thing is that Mr. Langdon is suspected of discovering the cause of the 'St. Anthony's Fire Disease' and common hallucinations."

Sheriff Gold was concise and to the point to prevent delays in his colleagues' cases.

"Oh? What is the cause? ”

Fan Lunding looked at Li Shenzhi with a surprised expression.

Gold nodded at Li Shenzhi and motioned for him to report.

"I just took on a case where the client was an underage girl who often hallucinated and yelled, which attracted a report from a neighbor. Her health is also not optimistic, and some of her limbs have symptoms of malignant gangrene, when I treated her with maggots. The toxins in her rotting flesh were found to be very similar to the diseased wheat in the rice jars at home. ”

"Mr. Chaplin told me that girl-like symptoms often occur in poor groups, so I have reason to think that most of these symptoms are caused by these diseased wheat. Of course, the specific situation needs to be further verified. ”

Li Shenyi reported while taking out a small handful of diseased oats and put them on the desk: "This is the diseased oats." ”

Van Lunding got up, pinched one, looked at it, and said:

"Now that you've been checked by maggots, it seems highly likely! If this matter is confirmed to be true, the hallucination mystery that has plagued the Sheriff's Department for a hundred years will reveal the truth! Mr. Langdon, you will be great! ”

"Everything is guided by the god of navigation!"

Li Shenyi's face was humble, and he didn't care about this credit.

Van Lunding suddenly looked at Sheriff Copperfield and said:

"Mr. Copperfield, the robbery of the body at Highgate Cemetery may allow Mr. Langdon to take a look, when the supernatural power fails, a pair of keen eyes become the key, although Mr. Langdon has not been a mosaicist for a long time, but his insight is believed to be obvious to everyone."

Li Shenzhi's words were full of strangeness...... Cemetery robbery?

It can't have anything to do with last night's grave robbers, right?