Mermaid Effect

Ryan Harrison was unexpectedly transferred from his post in Iraq to the icy Arctic Circle to investigate the serious accident.It has to be said that Caroline did put a lot of effort into this investigation. The pre-investigation preparation time that should have existed was artificially reduced to less than a day, and the information submitted by "Deep White" was not without details—— Even the krill in the mermaid recipe has a full traceability profile, up to three inches thick.

If all goes well, the investigators will not be able to read all the materials in such a tight time frame. All they can rely on is some basic information provided to them by "Deep White" through government channels.In such cases, the accompanying researchers only need to slightly adjust the narrative of the incident information, and the entire incident will appear to the investigators in a way they want.

Unfortunately, Caroline is apparently unaware of Lane's special abilities.

Ryan leaned on the railing of the lifting platform, and the corner of his eye stayed on Simon's young face. When the man's eyes fell on him, he deliberately maintained a very slight movement of a certain muscle on his face, knowing that I will show a kind of daze and dullness that seems to be unaware, and I don’t know anything repeatedly.

In reality, however, Ryan already knew all he needed to know on the plane here—photographic memory, after all, is a nice talent for a CAI special investigator.

Simon Moy, the name rolled gently in Ryan's heart.

A human being with the highest IQ known in the world.

A 19-year-old Ph.D.

A teenager who has participated in the most secretive and dangerous secret biological weapons experiment in the world since he was 16 years old.

He is really smart enough to make people frightened. Ryan has been involved in cases related to him. At the age of seven, Simon used a common porcupine toxin to synthesize a high-grade drug that is ten times more exciting and addictive than heroin (and in At the time, there was almost no way to detect it, and addicts could easily take it on a plane and wander around the world)-however, with a seasoned investigator, the real test is not Not just IQ.

Ryan is well aware of his talents other than photo memory: the illusion he made in front of Simon will soon paralyze the latter's vigilance against him. This can be seen from his eloquent introduction to Ryan about the experiments It can be seen from the data, however, he did not know that Ryan was comparing his words with the memory in his mind word by word.

In this way, even if Ryan knows nothing about the data that is everywhere, when the things Simon mentioned are different from the data, Ryan can easily catch those things that Deep White Biotechnology wants to hide.As a company that has worked with the government for many years, some people have dangerous ideas about the experiments here—and Lane intuitively sensed that something was wrong.

He didn't know what it was, but he'd find out.

"so……"

Ryan spoke in a way that would not make people vigilant, and asked the only question that did not appear on any paper materials, but he was very concerned about it.

"Is the experimental subject 7371 who escaped red-scaled or blue-scaled?"

Simon's voice stopped abruptly, he turned his head, and his eyes collided with Ryan unexpectedly.Ryan saw the boy's green pupils constrict.He seemed to be in fear, and Ryan felt a voice floating in his mind, speaking to him.

The young Simon knew all the experiments well, he shouldn't have such emotions, but when Ryan mentioned this, the genius's body leaked an instinctive emotion.

"Well," Simon returned to normal in a very short time, he pondered for a moment, and then said, "I don't know."

Ryan frowned silently.

he does not know?

"I... I really don't know." Obviously, even Simon himself knew how ridiculous this answer was, and he immediately added, "However, we really can't be sure that Experimental 7371 is different from any other experimental subject. It’s different, it’s very special.”

Simon rubbed his hands against the fabric of the cuffs unconsciously, Ryan knew it was an involuntary reaction, it would happen when he was troubled or nervous.

"It's special."

Simon couldn't help repeating it again.

The boy's clear voice echoed on the surface of the water that was stained caramelized by the medicine and residual human blood.

Kansas, USA

When "Old George" returned to the car with the autopsy report under his arms, he happened to hear his partner Tony talking on the phone.His voice was tense, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his face was pale. "Old George" swore that he had no idea how panicked his face was when he spoke, as if an AK47 was pointed at his forehead.

Sensing the sound of the door opening, the man hung up the phone quickly, and "Old George" only had time to hear him say a few vague words-"Yes", "I'll take care of it", "I swear" ... and so on.

And he vaguely heard the word "Master".

"Old George" shook his head, thinking that he might have misheard, after all, for someone like Tony, calling someone else his master is really a bit ridiculous.

Compared with "Old George", who is nearly fifty years old and will soon retire next month, Tony is strong and young. He is tall and big, with curly brown curly hair on his chest. He used to be the ace defender of the football team.Most of the time he cocked his toes in front of "Old George" like an unflamed bull.

like now -

"got it?"

He glared at "Old George" and said gruffly, sounding even a little annoyed (or maybe just annoyed that the old cop had stumbled across some of his intimate moments).

"Of course, I got it."

George Sr. had wondered if he should be mad at him, but in the end he decided to ignore Tony's arrogance, considering he was about to leave the damn place.

He hoped that the rest of his career would be a little more peaceful, so he not only answered Tony's words, but also opened the report by the way, and read a short paragraph of the forensic doctor's preliminary conclusion "Suspected necrotic soft tissue infection caused by extremely severe flesh-eating bacteria infection... ..."

"what is that?"

Tony curled his lips, and the muscles on his face trembled.George Sr. always felt that his expression made him look like a retard, but he never told Tony about it.

"I don't know," the old man said, "the doctor said they didn't make a final conclusion there, it might be a virus... But they have never seen a virus with such terrible toxicity, even the flesh-eating bacteria infection can hardly explain the state of the corpse , It is said that Vibrio vulnificus was also found... They do not rule out other possibilities, but in general, we have to wait for people from the CDC to come to the conclusion."

"This is ridiculous, ridiculous! It should be poisoned, poisoned! Even a dog should know that viruses can't make people like that!"

Tony shouted recklessly in the police car.

Along the way, old George endured a long string of "analyses" from Tony, and couldn't help but regret that he shouldn't have accepted the order to partner with Tony, even if it was the boss's plea.After all, old George only needs to stay with Tony for a month before he can be relieved, and the others are far from ready to accept Tony-it is said that Tony has worked in the SAR before, and he even used to be a police detective, but now He's just an ordinary cop who has to fight the old man.

Old George wasn't sure if that was what made his temper so bad, but Tony's stubbornness to have his own ideas about the case made him feel more uncomfortable than that.

For example, even after getting the forensic autopsy report, Tony still seems to be obsessed with thinking that the accident at the Black Jack bar in the downtown area was a human accident-maybe someone in the bar poured acid on the hapless victim, and Everyone in the bar is perjuring each other, or maybe someone injected some kind of chemical agent, poison or something like that into the dead...

In a way, George Sr. knew where Ritoni got his ideas from.

After all, he and Tony handled the scene together, and the horrific scene still made him shudder.

The name of the deceased was Lawrence.

By the time the ambulance got there, the nurses didn't even know whether to fetch him on a stretcher - he had been reduced to a mess.

Even Old George, who had many years of experience in handling cases, had never seen such a tragedy before, and everyone was terrified.

Even though several days had passed, he could still smell the strong smell of blood in a trance. The middle of the former plumber's eyeballs burst open, crystals flowed everywhere, and a gray-white film seemed to be broken. Like a dropped balloon, it fell into a pool of scarlet blood.

Old George couldn't help taking a step back, but Tony rushed over.Old George felt that Tony might have done something at that time... Ten minutes later, a group of reporters from gossip tabloids rushed over.

Living people turned to pulp in a bar - this kind of headline is bloody and disgusting enough, it is simply a favorite subject of gossip.

After the scene was destroyed, the truth of the case became more confusing.

"So, what are we going to do next?"

Old George asked Tony wearily.

"Case," Tony said with a strange frenzy. "I don't believe this is a shitty virus. Someone must have done something... Some powerful people did it, so even the forensic doctor came to help cover up the truth."

He giggled, and tapped his stubby fingers on his carefully prepared information booklet, which contained Lawrence's entire itinerary before the accident.

And on that itinerary, there was a person whose name was emphatically painted in conspicuous pink by Tony.

Rand Sievers.

Then there is a line of crooked notes: brotherly relationship with Deep White Biotechnology President Vincent Sievers, a question mark and an exclamation point, and then a word that has been traced so many times that the note has become thick black-"Shadow ".