MTL - Mermaid Effect-Chapter 82

Two days later -

United States

Kansas

09:25am

"...oh...hey, Vincent...I don't know if you can get this call, but I still played... I don't know how you are doing now... I used to call Caroline. And then I realized... maybe I should..."

Rand took his cell phone, and he stuttered a paragraph and finally couldn't stand it anymore. After a frustrated "damn", he canceled the recording. Then he fell heavily on the bed, and after a long time, he sighed and sighed.

The screen of the phone returned to the darkness, and it exudes a wonderful taste, coming to the weird mucus that surrounded it two days ago.

For the first time, Rand had the courage to play the number that could be directly contacted to Vincent, but after a long period of psychological preparation, he was greeted with a message box.

I have to say that this makes Rand feel unspeakable anxiety and panic. Caroline’s previous attitude towards him made him have various bad guesses about Vincent’s situation. The guesses are like hiding in cloth. The needle makes him feel restless.

If it is in normal conditions, Rand will go to Washington to confirm Vincen's safety anyway, but for him, this is extremely difficult...

"砰砰砰-"

The door was knocked.

"I will come right away."

Rand shouted at the gate, trying to get up from the bed, but a pair of cold, white hands stretched out from the quilt and circled Rand's waist.

Munster’s Zhang Yi’s look will make people think that the face of a Japanese horror film protagonist is sticking to Rand’s waist, like a weaned pet dog who smashes Rand’s shirt.

It sniffed the smell of perfume that the humans could not detect in the air, and then slammed the mouth and said to Rand: "It's Rogers."

"Hey, thank you for your message... Ok, let me go, Munster, I have to go to open the door for him, or both of us have to go hungry."

"I don't like him, I don't need his food, I can hunt for you..."

Rand sighed again, ignoring Munster’s sincere proposal. He reached out and touched Munster's unkempt silver long hair, trying to push it away but failed. Instead, Munster leaned over when Rand reached over and used his lips to slap Rand's fingers one by one.

"Rand..." It kept yelling at the name and was happy that it was finally a complete sound system, at least it now shouted that Rand’s name was so low and magnetic – it’s the voice that humans like. .

"Your smell is like honey and roses..."

It rubbed his tongue with the lips that had just touched Rand's fingers, and then intoxicated (he learned these poor praises from the early morning TV series), and suddenly the human facial expressions around him became distorted.

Obviously, a little monster is not aware of the impact that his current appearance has on an ordinary human being.

Rand is trying to adapt to its current appearance, but this is even harder than he thought.

First of all, Munster's body ... more rigorously said that part of its body has been completely different from a strong man. Even if its lower body still maintains the state of fish (even if it needs to be questioned now), its unusually strong muscles and generous chest indicate that it is completely different from the previous one. It only needs one hand to bring Rand to his arms, and even a stable coffee cup can be placed on the developed chest muscles.

As a normal human male who is an adult and has no strangeness, Rand is full of physiological resistance to Munster's current appearance, but what is distressing is the image of Munster after the appearance changes. It’s the same as a small animal, and the personality of love and spoiled has become more and more serious.

Or, it has already noticed Rand's resistance to the present, and the strong insecurity has forced it to become more viscous than before, and more eager to learn from Rand that he once had the favor.

- It is a vicious circle.

For Rand, Munster's traits, which were previously cute, became his biggest distress.

As it is now, when Munster attempted to include Rand's fingers in the entrance, Rand almost cocked his body like a frightened cat and screamed.

Fortunately, considering that if he really did, Munster would be hit, and Rand eventually resisted.

He braved the goose bumps and broke free from Munster's loving embrace. He quickly came to the door and opened the door to Rogers, who had been waiting at the door for a long time.

"Do you know? Rand, I really have an illusion when I have it. I just disturbed some things about you and your little pet. - Ok, don't show that expression, just a joke. And..." Rogers snorted and walked in, holding two plates in his hand, one plate is the bright red "venison", and the other plate is the appetizing boiled beans, spinach puree with meatballs. .

When he saw the mucus remaining in the living room, his face showed an expression that could not be concealed.

"Oh, God, I don't think I can ever adapt to this," he said.

The mucus left by Munster's transformation is one of the serious life challenges that Rand is currently facing.

They became dry after a few hours, hard and tough, and getting them out of the carpet, walls and ceilings of the room was like a subway tunnel to Hell.

Rand shrugged his shoulders and smiled at Rogers.

"Oh, don't mention this, I am worried that I will indigestion..." Then he licked the food on the plate and paused and said, "Although I look at this, I have some indigestion now."

Rogers gave him a blank eye.

"God, I have done my best, at least you have no food poisoning. This is a huge improvement! If I can, I hope to find a takeaway, sushi, Chinese food even if it is pizza, but the premise is those people. I am willing to break through the 'Maginot Line' outside your door! I heard that the deliverer who sent you the pizza before is almost harassed by the reporters and will collapse."

As he said, he walked to the window and carefully opened the corner of the curtain.

The reporters’ vehicles were parked outside Rand’s apartment, and the journalists who were doing nothing were like the vultures waiting at the side of the body, stalking the Rand’s apartment.

- They constitute the second serious dilemma of Rand's life.

It was just such a small movement that opened the curtains, but Rogers was extremely keenly aware that some reporters had raised their high-powered telescopes with vigilance.

"Damn..."

He quickly lowered the curtains and then cried in horror at Rand.

"How did I not notice that you were such a terrible celebrity?"

There was more bitterness in the smile of Rand's face, and he didn't even dare to get close to the window—even if the curtains had been put down, he was still full of instinctive fear of the place.

"Probably because Vinson was still there..." After his mention of Vincent, his heart tightened for a moment, and Rand’s face changed slightly, but it quickly went on, "And, at that time I haven’t encountered the **** explosion yet, and I’ve not been involved in the more **** corpse after the assassination...”

......

After mentioning the "divided case", both Rand and Rogers were silent.

Of course, Rand was because of the repressed anger, and Rogers... He blinked and his eyes flicked through a joy.

The horrific murder was erupted yesterday - just after Rand thought he would not be more unlucky.

After confirming the link between the victim of the corpse and the newspaper bombing, fbi removed the protective surveillance of the rand this morning. But this did not make Rand feel even a little relaxed.

The dozen or so people who were brutally killed were the main ambassadors of the newspaper bombings, and Rand Severus, who was involved in serial killings more than a decade ago.

Cooperate with various gossips that have recently been entangled in deep white biotechnology.

Money, tragedy, murder... Rand is like a piece of flesh-and-blood exposed to the fly, almost teasing the bloodthirsty nerves of the entire American media to the point of being unable to extricate themselves. The entire United States has been caught in a carnival, and intensive reports have swept all media platforms like squally showers.

Thanks to the building's preservation measures, the reporters were unable to enter the apartment, but at the same time, Rand was completely trapped in his home by the **** journalists, and Rogers sent him food and daily necessities.

He didn't dare to appear in the media's field of vision. He knew that even a bag of garbage he had lost yesterday was smashed by the group of reporters. Ten minutes later, he saw every garbage in various social media. A clear picture of the people and people's guesses about him.

This feeling is simply disgusting, just as someone is using the spirit to dissect him as unbearable...

Perhaps because Rand's face was too scary, Rogers suddenly came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Man, that's not your business. You are just not so lucky. Cheer up, you know, your ‘dog’ is still counting on you.”

"Please, don't mention this."

Rand smacked a force on his face, and he pleaded with Rogers to let him go.

Rogers’s face became serious.

"I think it will be a big problem, especially in this case, you have to find a way to fix it. If you are alone, I may be able to take you out, stay away from here, know that I am in the suburbs. There is a cottage..."

"puff--"

A water column almost sprayed directly onto Rogers.

Of course, he avoided it with an awkward agility.

"Munster?!"

Rand stood up and was shocked to see that the "dog" in Rogers' mouth was angering the back of the sofa and making a burst of threat. Its long hair is like a peacock's tail feathers, which open behind it.

Rogers jumped up and stepped back.

"Wow, God, calm down, oh, man..."

"Rand is mine! It can only be mine! He can't go anywhere!"

It showed unusual anger at the intimate contact between Rogers and Rand (although the so-called "intimate contact" was just a slap in the face).

The hormones that filled the body of the young fish in the early days of the sensation made it full of red-naked monopoly for his partner, and its self-control was extremely degraded, and the mood was very exciting - of course, it would not Know this.

And Rand will not.

So in Munster, Rogers showed his muscles with blue veins, hairy tentacles of tiny venom glands and sharp teeth inside the mouth, and tried to attack him - he couldn’t bear to grab the newspaper on the coffee table. Going down to its forehead. 2k novel reading network