Chapter 133 Garden 10

    The house that was purchased six months ago was very clean, with two curtains hanging on the window, one dark blue satin, one heavy gray Drawn, the restaurant's window is facing the garden, full of green, the former owner does not like flowers, he is filled with castor in the courtyard.

    The green leaves of the palm-shaped palm shape almost cover the entire world, except for the South Pole and the North Pole. People from all over the world plant ramie, extracting castor oil from the seeds of ramie. After the castor oil is extracted, the remaining mushy residue can be further refined to obtain white powder or granular ricin, which has no taste. Two milligrams can lead to the death of an adult. The most widely known legend is that a journalist who offended his country’s dignitaries was stabbed by an umbrella at the bus stop many years later. He died three days later and the doctor was stabbed in him. The wounded place found a hollow ball with a capacity of about 0.228 cubic millimeters. The doctor determined that he was killed by ricin, because in this world only ricin can be so tiny. The dose is put to death.

    There are many ways to use ricin, it is very stable, the injection effect is the best, the second is swallowed, the worst effect is the absorption, which requires a lot of poison Powder, and it can cause redness and pain in the skin, alerting the victim.

    "You said it has no taste," Besib looked at the lush Euphorbiaceae plant in awe, and the same plant on Poseidon Island," What should I do?"

    "Remember the feeling it gives you." Sasha said: "But you don't have to think too much now, we Start with a simple one."

    He pointed to the table, Besib walked over and sat down. Sasha followed and walked across from him.

    "You make me nervous."

    "Don't worry, you will soon be anything I don't think so," Hopkins said. "I promise."

    Besib's face is a bit whitish.

    Amp looked at the two people with interest. He lifted his finger and knocked on the wainscot. "What you want, Mr. Hopkins." He put the dark purple berries in a small flat glass plate on the table, and Bessie touched it. There are also misty drops of water on it.

    "A belladonna," Sasha said: "At the time of dose control, it is a good medicine. It can treat stomach and duodenal ulcers and abdominal pain caused by mild gastrointestinal, smooth muscle spasm, biliary colic, ureteral stones, etc. Vomiting and diarrhea caused by gastritis and stomach cramps. Excessive sweating, drooling, slow heart rate, and dizziness caused by vagus nerve excitement."

     "I have never heard of this," Besib admitted frankly: "I have only heard that in the past women often dripped belladonna juice into their eyes, which allowed their pupils to enlarge. It became more fascinating. They called it a from bella - donna The meaning comes from a beautiful woman."

    "Twenty such small fruits may kill an adult, and fewer children." Sha said: "The fruit is very sweet and looks like a blueberry, so there are often children who eat poisoning."

    Beside the lips, "You are going to let me Eat it?"

    "It's not just it," Sasha took over from Amp. The thing that came: "There is this." He pulled the cork and poured it a little on the table. It's a salt-like fine granule that shines in the sun. "The last thing that successfully immersed you in ice water and still can sleep peacefully - the left-handed cockroach naturally found in belladonna The base is very unstable; it is chemically treated during the extraction process to obtain a stable racemic base, atropine. It is extremely soluble in water or ethanol - it is bitter." He thought: "Many toxic plants. The extracts are all white and bitter."

     "Does that mean I only need to remember this one?"

    "It's all bitter, but there is still a difference." Sasha said: "If you accidentally eat it, then you must at least know what you have eaten."

    "What is the use of knowing?"

    Sasha did not answer him, he looked to Jing Amp standing still behind them: "Amp, go get those things here. I look here."

    "No question "Amp nodded. "Do you need something else? I mean. Chocolate, snacks and tea?"

    "Chocolate and tea "Sasha said: "For the time being, just one copy."

    "What else?" Besib asked: "Can't I also have a chocolate? After everything is over?"

    "Let's talk about it then If your appetite is really so good - those things have nothing to do with your homework today, today only belladonna," Sasha said: "Those who are the ones that my father transferred to me... you will know, but not Now, I will answer your question right now," he leaned over his head and listened to the sound outside. He was listening to the ping-pong ping in the kitchen, which was a little more than a ten-footer in the ear. Amp was busy. Work: "...Bishb, if you can figure out what you are eating and eating in time, you can try to regulate your body to eliminate it as quickly as possible, and limit its effect to one. In a relatively small range, even... can produce hormones that are relatively resistant to it."

    Bishb surprised his eyes.

    His friend smiled lazily. "Dear Besib, you still have no habits, I mean, you always forget that you are not ordinary people." - That kind of thing, I can do it - most of it, my father, Hopkins can, and your father can almost immunize any kind of biological or artificial toxin known to the world, he can Eat them - you should, too, in the unlikely future, but now you have to try to learn to exclude, kill or concentrate them in an insignificant place - such as nails and hair. "

    The footsteps came from the door, and Sasha closed his mouth. According to the meaning of Chekal Bissand, Besib inherited the message of his ability. not yet be spread, in fact, know that he is a protoss very few people. Today's "Tang" has unlimited authority on Poseidon Island, but he also knows that human souls always have such indispensable depths, and the deep-rooted fear and hatred of "interracial" - he does not want to take the test subjects were loyalty - Jesus used to do that, and he was crucified on the cross.

    Amp came in, he was carrying a shiny silver plate, a large piece of chocolate (about a quarter of a pound), next to the tea a compact portable tablet computer.

    "Thank you," Sasha said.

     "You can go back to the room to rest." Besib said: "It is enough to have Hopkins... too many people, I will be shy. "he Banxia piece of chocolate, threw AMP, soiled with debris finger he instinctively wanted to lick with his tongue, a look of sand in time to stop him.

    Besib wiped his finger on the clothes. "How much should I eat?" He counted it. There are not many more plates, just two dozens.

    ***

    Sasha turns on the computer.

    The "1886 Vintage Coke Event" that occurred in Grande Boarding School four years ago was a scandal, and several daring students actually went from their school doctors There was a very high purity. After they made 250 milligrams of so-called ancient cola per bottle, they not only drank themselves, but also held private gatherings, shared with friends and girls, and the last time something happened. A student who drank too much of a special drink had symptoms of poisoning. He smashed a bottle and stabbed two companions in a coma and ate their faces.

    This incident has shaken nearly half of the Western continent.

    If ordinary public schools may still be excusable, after all, the students there are equipped according to their place of residence rather than family and personal qualities. It doesn't make people feel strange when anything happens.

    The Grande boarding school is different. It is a "noble" private school that has never been imitated, but is truly exaggerated. Rand's students have been carefully selected, healthy, well-dressed, carrying excellent academic performances and innocent files, and almost no people of color. Basically, they are beautiful children with good families. Tens of thousands of tuition fees are not affordable for every parent in the Western continent, and their referees must have a certain status in society.

    Grande’s annual school celebrations will welcome a large number of old students with successful careers, not rich or politicians, who will do for the teachers and students of the school. Exciting speeches encourage them to look at themselves. I will also sign my name and blessings to my alma mater on an old leather cover page. This booklet has grown thicker in the last hundred years. It is placed in the principal’s room, and everyone who has the privilege of entering the principal’s room I can see it at first sight.

     After the horrible and disgusting thing happened, the actions of the principal, the teacher, and the school board were unpleasant, and they managed to get in touch with this matter. Everyone involved used a variety of techniques to keep them quiet - they only succeeded, and it seemed to be overshadowed by the sex scandals of celebrities and officials. A "just" student sent a set of dozens of bloody live photos to the Internet, at the time of the weekend, when the principal was woken up by the phone ring, the hit rate of the post has reached hundreds of thousands.