MTL - Mermaid Effect-Chapter 92

Vol1

United States Washington

Deep white biotechnology -

02:52 am

Caroline made a dream.

In the dream there are flowers and laughter, she is wearing a beautiful wedding dress (her grandmother is wearing this wedding dress) and Vinson is by her side.

The man is much younger than her memory. He almost never smiles. His only emotions are his dark red eyes. When he is angry, his pupil is dark red. When he is happy, the color will be slightly Shallow.

Only when Rand appeared, Vincent's thin lips would show a little bit of curvature. Many people would think it was a sarcasm, but Caroline knew it would be a smile.

He will watch Rand smile...

No, no, no, now is not the time to think about these troublesome things.

Caroline slammed Vincent's hand hard in her dreams, like a otter catching its prey. Holding a bouquet in her hand, a slender road with white rose petals spread out in front of her and Vincent.

At the end of the road, the drooping white and purple wisteria flowers create a beautiful floral dome above the huge silver cross.

The priest is waiting for them.

Caroline stepped forward and walked there, and her heart was more urgent than her footsteps.

However, she vowed that she has been away for a long time, indicating that the cross of the dream and happiness and the dome are still out of reach.

She began to feel tired, painful and suffocated.

When she returned to God, she discovered that the martyrdom at her feet did not know when it had been soaked in thick and stinky blood.

"no no……"

She was stunned and turned around in shock and tried to get Vincent's comfort, but found that on her side was a riddled body.

Its skin is full of black marks left by the current, the blood is almost completely cleaned, and numerous white wounds are cracked on its body, revealing the rancid internal organs.

"Carolyn, you are a bad boy."

He spoke up.

It was the voice of her long-lost father who overflowed from Vincent's body.

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Caroline screamed and woke up, his body full of wine smell.

At her hand is a bottle of vodka that is empty, not far from the stench of vomit, and her wheelchair is about one meter behind her.

Caroline’s headache almost broke, so that she took a long time to realize that she is now in the office of Vincent.

Andre probably didn't think that Vincent's office like a metal coffin fits his appetite, so he kept it here.

From Vincent's illness to the present, no one has really stepped on here.

The central ventilation system has been doing its due diligence work, the ground and furniture are spotless, but this does not hide the darkness of the office.

Caroline didn't know how she came here. Her last memory was because of the extreme pain. She ignored the doctor's advice and opened a bottle of wine for herself, and then another bottle.

Apparently she was soon drunk, and she habitually came to the office - even if Vincent could not return here.

Realizing that he had done something stupid, Caroline kept laughing in a wolverine stumbling on the floor until tears and nose licked her face.

Her skin was soaked in tears and protested in a stinging manner.

Look, she is even so painful even crying now.

Caroline tried to get up and she wanted to go back to the wheelchair, but it was a lot harder than she thought. The last time she almost succeeded, but she fell down because of the unstable heart and fell on herself. On the vomit.

The disgusting feeling made Caroline go crazy. Of course, what made her even more crazy was her status.

She sat on the floor dumbly, thinking about why she fell into such a situation for a while. You see, she woke up from a nightmare, but found that reality is even more terrible than a nightmare.

Frustration and despair are like snakes entangled in her soul, she can't breathe.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

She screamed fiercely, and as a vent, she grabbed the empty bottle at hand and slammed it against the wall.

"bump--"

The bottle fell straight on a cheap and vulgar mural hanging on the wall (this is a gift from Rand), and the debris fell and will be carved into a mahogany under the mural. Like knocking down on the decorative partition.

"Dog, dog, dog, dog..."

Caroline is still using screams to vent his angry anger and hatred.

However, a "squeaky" sound with a metallic sensation sounded very loudly behind her. Caroline stunned her face with tears and screamed abruptly.

She was very surprised to see that behind her body, the metal wall cracked into two pieces, sliding gently to both sides.

Oh, no, rightly, the wall is not a whole from beginning to end. The brushed surface is a good cover for the gap between the secret doors, so that Caroline has never seen it for so many years.

A hidden door inside the Vincent office.

This is simply impossible... She is so, so familiar with Vincent, but she never knew the existence of this secret door.

Caroline climbed back into her wheelchair in a strong shock. She resisted the headache brought by drunkenness and slipped in cautiously.

Behind the dark door is a white room.

The air here was colder and drier than the outside. Caroline soon felt short of breath after coming in - the oxygen content here was very low, and she immediately knew what it was for. On each wall, there are bookshelves with direct ceilings, which are covered with yellow folders and thick materials. They look good, but they still have old traces.

In the center of the room is a glass urn. Under the white light, a brown corpse lies quietly here.

When Carolyn saw the first sight of "it", she almost thought that Vincent had brought Iceman Oz to his office for collection, but after a close observation, she immediately forgot her own thoughts. Behind the brain.

You know, Iceman Oz has the same dry skin as the dry corpse in front of her, but he doesn't have a long, dry fishtail.

This is a corpse of a scorpion.

"This is impossible……"

Caroline could hardly believe her eyes.

From the appearance of the corpse, it is obviously not a product of modern times. It seems to be contemporaneous with the Egyptian mummies. The whole body has been carbonized, and its face has always solidified on a shouting expression. The hands are closed on the chest, and the abdomen... the abdomen is cut open.

Caroline later found a row of internal organs soaked in antiseptic liquid on the bookshelf. They were also dark, dry pieces of meat, placed in canned Mexican croutons.

What I saw in this room made Caroline full of confusion. A corpse of a scorpion must have its research value, but was so carefully guarded in the secret room of the Vincent office?

Caroline can't see that there is any need for this.

She frowned and turned around in the closet, then pulled out a folder from the shelf.

In fact, she never expected to find anything meaningful. She saw a picture of a deformed child with a lower limb adhesion (this baby is often referred to as a "mermaid baby" and usually dies shortly after birth), then Some test reports...

Then she saw the name of the baby marked on the report.

Rand Sifus

Her fingers froze.

Vol2

25june

Dear father,

I am very grateful for your letter, but regarding the body of Rand, we have made a decision.

That's right, as you have always avoided, we finally returned to the fate of the Sifus family.

Vincent's body is nearing exhaustion, Dr. Rhodes gave us the last night a week ago, he hopes that we are ready to welcome him, but for God's sake, as a father, how can I tolerate it? My favorite child left this wonderful world in this way? He has been imprisoned on the little bed for so many years, fighting the painful disease. He has never enjoyed a day without pain. His feet have not stepped on a meadow, he has not really bathed. Passing the sun, I haven't touched any furry animal... He's not even as good as a mouse we used in the lab! And all his pain is his resistance to the disease. He has been working hard for so long. In fact, we have worked hard for so long. How can we tolerate our efforts for so many years?

I know that you may feel that I am selfish and cruel, but I still feel that Rand may be the salvation that God has given us in the face of the suffering of our family.

The blood of the scorpion and Sifus flows through his body.

For so many years, whenever I look at the body of His Highness Poseidon, there is doubt – is it really our ancestors? Is it really like the story you told us, loved our ancestors, the unknown sailor and gave birth to our cursed blood? Yes, I think you have already seen it here. I finally failed to keep my promise. After Rand was born, we did some academic research on it.

But Rand gave me the answer. The Sifus family is indeed a mixture of Samuel and human beings. This is evidenced by the ancestral phenomenon that appeared on him.

We tested his physical condition. He is indeed human. The DNA test proves this, but at the same time, he perfectly blends the cells of the sputum and humans, considering the strong erosion of the sputum cells in the research over the years. Sex, the balance of the two cells in his body can be said to be a miracle. The human genes in his body can perfectly coexist peacefully with the fragments of Seymour. We are considering transplanting Vincent with his bone marrow. If Vincent can also obtain the unique immunity of Rand, we can consider treating him with a large dose of mermaid preparations. This is probably so far. The only way to save his medical treatment.

Please don't blame us, dear father, the human test of your own son makes us feel like we are in hell, but we have no choice.

Only pray that God can bless us to test success and retain Vinson's life. We sincerely hope to receive your understanding and blessings.

Always yours

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