MTL - Mermaid Effect-Chapter 141

Vol1

Ten days later -

United States

Washington

Deep White Biotechnology Headquarters Building

“The Emerald City Government has announced that the search and rescue work for the collapse of the Central Station in Emerald City has officially ended. In the past ten days, the emergency command center and members of the fire brigade conducted a careful search on the scene, but unfortunately it is up to now. No survivors were found, which means that nearly 1,300 people died in this tragedy..."

In the car radio, the tragic drama ten days ago was still being broadcast.

Outside the window, at 10:43 in the evening, Washington was overcast, and thunder rang in the upper layers of the clouds. But this is not a concern for people in the car. The vehicle stayed at the booth at the entrance of the Shenbai Biotechnology Headquarters for a while. The security guard saw the face of a woman who was like a horror movie in the moment when the window was shaken.

"Oh... card, Ms. Caroline, good afternoon."

He verified Caroline's badge, and some stuttered her routine greetings - no matter how self-psychological construction, he still feels sick and nausea when he sees Caroline.

"..."

Caroline didn't give the security guard a look. Her whitish pupil was like a scorpion looking at a certain place, and the window shook up and her face was covered.

"Now this time... What is she doing?"

The security guard walked over with the coffee. He glanced at the surveillance video and looked at the black car that was heading towards the inside of the building.

"Who knows? Anyway, the atmosphere here is not quite right," the security guard said dryly. He looked out the window. "It’s a stormy weather. I only hope that the power supply system can hold it, ten days ago. That time is a bit awkward..."

He remembered the sudden power outage of the entire building ten days ago, the air conditioning and ventilation system were all smashed, and the magnetic electronic doors all failed automatically...

"Oh, power outages have nothing to do with the storm." The colleague grinned. "I heard that they caught something, and almost lost control caused a power outage. The power was extracted to activate what pulse... …pulse……"

After a while he found that the security guard did not care about his gossip, so he gave up and recalled the complicated words.

The first drop of rain fell from the sky to the ground...

The rainstorm has come.

......

Caroline did not think that she would meet Rand in ten days. She used to think that she would run the first time after the other party was arrested, yelling at him and venting her anger.

But in fact, when she got the news ten days ago, she found that she had no embarrassment in her heart. Vinson’s departure from her palm brought her more blows than she had imagined... In some ways, she felt that her heart was dead.

Without Vinson, then Rand did not actually have much meaning - despite this, Caroline still decided that he should go to see Rand. Anderson and others, those in the lab, had a subtle attitude, and it was clear that they had a strange precaution against Caroline itself, and it seemed like they were worried that Caroline would hurt Rand. Considering the value of Rand now, this kind of defense is understandable...

"Oh--"

Caroline's nails crossed the dermis on the back seat of the car.

The driver who has gradually become accustomed to this sound in the past has quickly glanced at the rearview mirror and saw Carolyn's slanted face.

His heart trembled and quickly removed his gaze.

Apparently, Caroline didn’t realize that what she called “the heart is dead” was the opposite of what she actually showed...

Her grievances and hatred are the reasons why those people guard against her hurting Rand.

From the perspective of outsiders, no one in this world hates Rand more than her.

Vol2

Rand was awakened by a slight electric shock.

He climbed up from a blanket in the corner (that's the equivalent of his bed), and the mind was completely blank in the first few minutes.

When his consciousness slowly fell like a leaky balloon and sank into his body, he slowly remembered what it was.

He felt his chin wet, and it was the saliva that he had flowed out before. His sacral leaves were moved by some hands and feet. It was a minimally invasive operation. After the end, the wound could be treated with a wound. After the operation, Rand’s emotions no longer fluctuated, no pain or despair, which was the result of the researchers’ desire.

Ten days ago, when he was just sent to the lab, he used a rather cruel way to commit himself to commit suicide. Finally, the researchers had to stop all his actions with a pulse blocker, but within the next two days. Rand still didn't give up on the residue, apparently happening at the station (and some tragedies that were not well recorded on the bright side... The researchers checked his body during his coma and found fractures and excretory organs The traces of post-loss repair, combined with some of the obvious features of the experimental body 7371, can be imagined what Rand Sifus had encountered in the past period of time).

When emotions and memories became blurred, Rand's behavior became milder – but it is undeniable that the surgery still caused some damage to Rand.

His hearing was damaged, he could only hear the sound of more than 40 centimeters... and he would be in a state of "stupidity" for a while after waking up from his sleep.

From the point of view, Rand Sifus is very rare.

It has been found that the part of his body that is stuffed with sputum is extremely active, but on the other hand his human traits can compete with the sputum cells in a delicate way.

In short, he is neither a sergeant nor a human being... but in other words, he is a human being and a sergeant.

Rand Sifus is just like a torch, igniting all the staff in the "Sai" program, if he can figure out how this special balancing system works in his body... their biological weapons program will have Amazing breakthrough.

This is no accident.

And considering Rand's current situation, they are not considered to be harsh on him.

He was placed in an empty room, covered with thick, soft sponges on the floor and walls and even the ceiling, with a blanket on one corner and a small 5x7 meter pool on the other side of the room. The inside is full of artificial sea water.

Rand's limbs have already had obvious sputum characteristics. He can hold on the land longer than the average scorpion, but still needs sea water to moisten his scales.

On the other side of the pool is a single-sided viewing window made of elastic material that looks like a single-sided mirror, but it is a special film that is very soft and sturdy - to the greatest extent possible Rand hurts his own possibilities.

In addition to the blanket, the only "property" owned by Rand was an old Stitch doll, which was offered to him by a female researcher with five children. After cutting off some of the leaves, Rand had been vaguely shouting "monsters" for some time.

People initially thought that it was a child-like fear that kept him yelling at the word, but then they found that Rand was actually looking forward to the "monster".

After the female researcher took the child to play the old Stitch doll, Rand quickly regarded the old doll as the object of his attachment.

"monster"……

He always shouted like this.

Over time, the side effects of the surgery were weakened a little bit, and he scored a normal person on the intelligence test—if he was able to take care of himself in the real world—how his memory was like being The porridge that people have stirred is as chaotic, and the memories that make him painful and cause negative emotions have all disappeared from his mind.

Everyone's current life is made up of memories of the past, but now the memory of Rand has completely turned into pieces.

Just like now, he looks at the woman who appears to gradually appear from the watery silver to the transparent wall, but there is no mark in her mind.

"Hey, Rand." The woman was sitting in a wheelchair slantingly, watching him wave his hand. "Do you remember me? I am Caroline."

......

"……Sorry."

Rand said to her a little embarrassed.

"I, I don't remember the past."

He spoke up, revealing a somewhat awkward smile. "Hey, actually I am sick, I am receiving treatment..." He looked at the environment around him. His attitude was mild like a sheep. "What are you?" Man? I am sorry that I don't have much impression of you. But I believe that I will remember when the treatment is over... Yes, what is your name?"

Caroline blinked.

She repeated it again: "Carolyn, my name is Caroline."

On the opposite side of the observation window, Rand’s hand held the doll. He seems to be docile and stupid than ever.

Caroline felt a disgusting...

"...Do you remember Vincent?" She spoke, her voice with a hint of sharpness, reminiscent of a squeaky serpent.

Rand’s smile on his face deepened after hearing Vincent’s name.

"I remember Vincent! God, are you my friend of my brother? Is he okay? He, he..."

Rand's voice gradually faded into some prefaces. In his mind, Vincent was a proud white-haired boy. He was the brother of Rand.

But Rand saw what he was like now, a pale red-haired, dark-eyed youth.

He looks much older than the "Vinson" in that memory, and in Rand's mind he knows that he should be like this.

In this case, I can't make it. Why is it that the brother of Vincent is only a teenager in his memory?

......

The broken memories once again plunged Rand into extreme chaos.

After a few minutes, he blinked and looked at the wall that didn't know when it became a transparent wall.

A woman looks at her with her body.

His eyes are dark and unclear.

"Sorry," Rand smiled at her. "Which one are you?"