The Lost Mermaid [Zhongyingmei]

"Doris?" 1900 lay down on the shore and shouted towards the sea, "Is that you? Where are you?"

Only the sound of the waves answered him, and the white foam was pushed up to the rocks on the shore by the wind, and then slowly retreated. 1900 wondered if he was hallucinating?But such a seductive singing voice, he will never forget it after listening to it only once.

Waves sounded like thunder, and 1900 searched the coast without giving up. Suddenly, his sight was fixed, and a strand of thick and curly black hair faintly appeared on the sea surface, which was soon covered by the waves.

1900's eyes lit up, and he climbed down the rock wall in a hurry, but before he could relax, a wave hit, and traces of blood leaked from the white foam.

There was more and more blood, staining the sea red and turning it black.There was another high wave, 1900 was drenched thoroughly, he was coughed by the sea water, the sea receded, and his target appeared on the rock.

Doris seemed to have lost consciousness, lying motionless on the rock, her black hair fell all over her shoulders, and the exposed skin was scratched by the rock, revealing traces of blood.

1900 felt her side step by step, and hugged her, but was frightened by her lower body hidden under the water.

Doris's lower body, which was originally turned into legs, turned into a fish tail. However, for some reason, more than half of the fish scales that were originally colorful and dazzling in the sun fell off, and the blood seeped out from the wound. It turned into strands of mucus.

Her fish tail was mutilated and drooped limply.

Doris opened her eyes feebly, her eyelashes trembling, and quickly closed them again.

"Take me away..." she said angrily.

"You should stay in the sea! Look at your fish tail! My dear, you should rest now and replenish your energy instead of trying to be brave!" 1900 wanted to push her back into the sea.

Doris snorted, she frowned, her face full of pain.

Under 1900's amazed eyes, the incomplete fish tail gradually turned into a human leg, but her black hair also lost its luster and turned into dry white hair.

1900 was furious. He knew that Doris had used the last of her energy to forcibly recover her legs, but the price was really unacceptable.

Doris grabbed his hand tightly: "Brother, take me back to the manor, I...I'm so tired..."

After speaking, she had no more strength and closed her eyes. 1900 endured the soreness, hugged her by the waist, and stumbled towards the shore.He took off his clothes and wrapped her up completely, covering her wounds and strange white hair.

1900 stopped the car and hurried back to the manor.He tipped the driver some money and asked him to let Jack and Hockley know that he had found Doris.

Doris developed a high fever like a human being. Her body temperature has always been lower than that of ordinary people, and her heartbeat is much slower than ordinary people. But now, she is breathing quickly, her face is buried in his coat and turns red, even The exhaled breath was hot.

1900 did not dare to call any doctor over, so he tentatively put her in the lake.

Fortunately, this method was effective. Once Doris was in the water, her dry skin regained its luster, although the skin all over her body was still abnormally red. 1900 did not dare to leave the weed pile by the lake, so he had to keep guarding.

He didn't dare to imagine, what if Doris didn't return to normal?

If Doris was just an ordinary human being and lost her legs, she would definitely not be able to escape, and the end could only be a dead end.So, who is the biggest beneficiary of her being taken away?

Hockley got out of the freighter and just ran into the police officer.Annoyed and impatient to explain the whole story, he ordered Joey Love to communicate with the police officers. His usual arrogance did not make Joey Love suspicious.

Hockley trotted past the port, his heart beating fast, and he felt that everything was strange—a strong feeling that could not be faked lured him into the boat.And the terrifying scene in the cargo ship's bilge clearly showed that there had been a tragic killing here.

He didn't think he had a "cop" instinct—the instinct for spotting a crime.

The small tooth marks on the remains of the broken corpse are likely to be the marks left by the "perpetrator", which is the tooth marks of a young girl; the black curly hair flashing under the light on the skylight reminds me of the one who seduced him before. The feeling of getting on the boat, he boldly guessed that it was probably Doris.

This guess was full of doubts, but it made him pray that it was true.This at least meant that Doris had already escaped, even though she might be the real culprit of this bloody incident.

Hockley couldn't imagine how Doris caused such a result. She was clearly a delicate and "disabled" girl.

Wasn't she as harmless as she seemed?

All kinds of psychedelic scenes that appeared in the dream came to mind, and Hawkley had a vague guess and premonition, but such dreams always involved the softest and most fragile pain points in his heart, and he often deliberately let them go, and this time When...he still couldn't convince himself.

Hockley walked with his head down, and bumped into a figure.

"Mr. Hockley! You are here! I was looking for you." The young man named Jack breathed a sigh of relief. "I was told just now that Mr. Boardman has found Miss Doris, and they have gone back!"

"Found it!?" Hockley grabbed Jack by the collar, "Where did you find it?"

Jack was baffled by his powerless behavior, and snatched the collar from his hand: "I don't know, that man is a driver, and he said he picked up Mr. Boardman over there." Jack pouted, pointing He pointed to the distant bay.

Hockley hurriedly dropped a "thank you", turned around and ran away.

Jack was left scratching his head in place, bewildered.

"They've all run away, what about the vagrant's commission?"

Now this is what worries him the most.

Hockley ran to the direction Jack pointed, searched for a long time, but found nothing.Just as he was about to give up, he spotted a shiny object on the reef out of the corner of his eye.

He kicked off his leather shoes casually, took off his suit jacket, climbed between the rocks, and picked it up.

It was something like a fish scale, about the size of a palm, shining colorfully in the sun.

Hockley checked it over and over, and found that the back of the "fish scale" was stained with red blood.His heart suddenly throbbed with pain, and his head was blurred. He bit the tip of his tongue, and the smell of blood woke him up.

"Sir, you actually found this place. The kid just told me that Miss Doris has gone back. You..."

Joey Love didn't know when he was behind him.

"I see, let's go."

Hockley turned his back to Joeylov behind him, stuffed the "fish scale" in his arms, turned his head inadvertently, jumped between the reefs, and climbed to the shore.

Chouilov helped him put on his suit and squatted down. After putting on his leather shoes, he took out a clean white silk handkerchief from his pocket and wiped off the dust on the shoes carefully.

Hockley looked down at the top of his head and spoke abruptly.

"Joelov, was Doris's disappearance your fault?"

Joey Love paused, then continued to wipe, and said in a steady tone: "Sir, why do you doubt me so much? I have no reason or motive to hurt Miss Doris."

"You have always obeyed my father's words. I can see that you are very hostile to Doris."

"You said that who is the hostess of the Hockley family is up to you to decide." Qiaoiloff did not answer his question directly, and slowly stood up from the squatting position, looking at his master, "My allegiance has always been Hockley's master."

The words were ambiguous, and Hockley narrowed his eyes, feeling displeased.

Old Hockley has always been unwilling to let go of his property, just like a high-ranking monarch, even at an old age, he is unwilling to transfer power safely.He always lingers in the flowers and shows mercy everywhere - when he was young, he was handsome and coquettish, provoking women like bees and butterflies; when he was old, he was lucky again, and the steel factory brought him a lot of wealth.

Cal Hockley has always believed that there will always be a woman who will take advantage of her belly to give birth to a son for the old Hockley, step into the gate of Hockley's house in style, or just take a sum of money and leave gracefully.

But such a thing did not happen.

When he was a child, he couldn't help but have an illusion that his father might still care about his long-dead mother, otherwise why didn't he find another suitable woman to start a new family?But such illusions are always shattered by the lady's bodice left behind at the door of the study in the Hockley Mansion and the movement of the guest room in the middle of the night.

After his mother passed away prematurely, her image was like a phantom, which often appeared in his dreams when he was a teenager. In his dreams, the sea, sky, white clouds, reefs and colorful corals weaved the most beautiful picture.As an adult, he rarely dreamed of those blue melancholy eyes... and the myth of the mermaid.

He hated his father's passion and fickleness, but he was also trapped in the prison of debauchery.He is also Hockley's only heir, but he is still only the heir.

Cjoylov was loyal to Hockley's master, and this sentence woke him up.

Hockley looked at Joey Love and didn't speak for a long time.When he was about to speak, he saw Joeylov's face was calm, but a drop of cold sweat suddenly dripped from his forehead, which made him let go of his heart and immediately rang the alarm.

'Did I miss it again? '

He swallowed back the words he originally intended to calm down, remembering that just now Choilov did not directly refute his doubts, but cleverly used "no motive" as an excuse to blur the point.

Hockley asked directly: "So, Doris' disappearance is really related to you? You are loyal to my father now, and it is my father who is dissatisfied with Doris?"

Chouilov didn't speak, his forehead was twitching with blue veins, Hockley's eyes became more indifferent and serious, he felt that he had faintly touched the core.

"No, I didn't hurt Miss Doris." Under his scrutiny, Joey Love gritted his teeth and said this sentence.

Hockley's face became more and more serious, but he said in a calm tone: "Since you said so, then I believe you, Joey Love." Joey Love breathed a sigh of relief, but heard Hockley speak again. Said lightly: "Only this time, when we arrive in the United States..."

When he arrives in the United States, he will have a complete showdown with his father.

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Joey Love understood what he meant.Hockley was going to declare war on his father and the king like any "prince" who was too late to assume power.

A gust of cold sea breeze hit, and Hawkley realized that it was almost dusk, and the sea surface was covered with broken golden light. He remembered the fish scale hidden in his arms, put his right hand unconsciously on his chest, and covered it .

"Let's go, prepare gifts and visit Mr. Boardman and Miss Doris."

"Sorry, Mr. Hockley." The maid in the manor bowed apologetically, "Mr. Boardman is not seeing you now, if you have anything, I can pass it on for you."

Hockley raised his eyebrows, not surprised.

"Where's Miss Doris?"

The maid's face froze: "Miss Doris is unwell..."

"I know what she went through today, there's no need to hide it from me." Hockley reached out to Joey Love behind him, and frowned slightly angrily under his disapproving eyes. Joey Love had no choice but to Handed him a black velvet jewelry box.

Hockley took the jewelry box, opened it slightly, and could see a faint dark blue flash through the crack, closed it with satisfaction, and handed it to the maid.

"Please give it to Miss Doris." Hockley's voice has never been gentler, "However, please pass a word for me—I'm sorry, this gift is not for Miss Doris , I lent it to her until she thought she could return it to me."

The maid showed a puzzled look, she had never been so stingy and courteous.

Hockley didn't explain, turned around and left neatly.The maid looked at the jewelry box in her hand, speechless.After seeing off the guests, he suddenly woke up and ran to the owner's room.

After getting in the car, Joeylov consciously sat in the co-pilot.He found that he couldn't see clearly what his little master was thinking. Through the rearview mirror, he saw Hockley looking away from the manor outside the window and meeting his eyes.

Hockley lowered his eyes, whether the "Heart of the Ocean" was the secret treasure of the mermaid tribe that his mother told him in bedtime stories when he was a child, maybe the answer will be revealed soon.

Only then will he be able to take the lead and pull out the devil and his minions one by one.

Cjoylov shuddered, mumbled and closed the car window.