Mermaid Effect

Washington--

Shenbai Biotechnology Headquarters

9:00AM EST

Caroline stepped on high heels from the corridor on the top floor of the building and ran straight to Vincent's office. Her sharp breath and bright red soles made her look like she had just walked through a pool of blood.The blond woman tried her best to keep calm on the surface, but the sound of the heels touching the smooth marble floor still attracted the attention of the two bodyguards standing at the door, and Caroline could feel their eyes resting on her .

She gave them a perfunctory smirk, and pushed open the office door without knocking.

Vincent was resting flat on the black geometric sofa - the video conference with the Ministry of Defense had just ended, he managed to downplay the accident as much as possible and seemed to have managed to smooth it over, although after doing all this , he looks like a ghost now.

Hearing Caroline's footsteps, he kept his eyes closed and opened his mouth.

"So what bad news did you bring me?"

Caroline stood by the sofa and stared at Vincent's bloodless cheeks, and found that she even felt a sense of hesitation that she couldn't bear to speak.

"Vincent..."

"Go ahead."

"The special forces have no way to get close to the laboratory. Ten kilometers is the limit they can reach. The defense devices we provide them have a very weak interception effect on infrasound waves. In addition, all the delivery equipment and weapons have malfunctioned. , There were also casualties in this operation..." Caroline lowered her head and said quickly, she felt as if her heart was being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand, and she couldn't even breathe, "This is an orange ...No, we can't hide the red-level accident, Vincent, if this continues, things will be completely out of our control, we have seen the data of those experimental subjects, they are so, so... …smart, intelligent and with that disgusting ability, if they escape, humans will be their most likely target of revenge. Many people will die, I am sure, many, many people will die."

After Caroline finished speaking in pain, she met Vincent's eyes.

His red eyeballs were inlaid in that white to blue face without a trace of blood, just like a strange ghost crawling out of a horror novel.

Caroline felt a cold run down her spine, not because of anything else, but because Vincent didn't have a trace of emotion in his eyes at this time.

"Once the government intervenes, the company will undoubtedly completely lose control of the Siren Project," Vincent slowly sat up from the sofa, and he stretched out his fingers to Caroline, who seemed to be As if being stunned, he slowly sat next to Vincent.

Vincent reached out and pinched Caroline's chin, forcing her to face him face to face, looking at each other without any possibility of escape.

"We all know what's wrong with the guy who escaped. It is very likely to find Rand. I must completely and completely control the entire siren plan. Only in this way can I completely guarantee Rand's safety. I must protect him ,You know."

Caroline's body trembled slightly. She clearly knew that this terrifying man in front of her was completely different from the one she knew and loved deeply. A demon with forest skin, and there is no trace of human temperament in this demon world.

A trace of tears trembled in her eyes, she swallowed dryly, and tried to explain dryly: "That idea is just a possibility, and the siren's thinking may not be able to receive such complex human emotions. ...I mean, they don't even have siblings in their world, they won't understand what you think of Rand..."

"it."

Vincent corrected grimly.

"what?"

"It, Subject 7371," Vincent said, letting go of Caroline and inserting his hands into his silver hair, "it has my genes in it, no... it is me! That damn experiment made us So similar exists, Caroline, that's why you'll never understand what it feels like, and if you do, you'll understand why I do it, I have to. You know, I can feel it clearly It's...clear, so I know it feels me too. You guys use so many words to describe this connection, 'spiritual rewet', 'spiritual sync'...but the one who feels it all, is Me, only me! I need control, control everything, keep Rand safe from harm! Damn it!"

Vincent's voice became louder and louder, like the roar of a wild animal, and then suddenly stopped.

He stopped talking.

He didn't intend to show more of his heart in front of Caroline-about his feelings for Rand.

Human reason and morality allow this human being named Vincent Sievers to know how to control himself and put shackles on himself, so that he will not hurt his most precious existence with feelings like hellfire.However, this emotion was so turbulent and intense... Vincent was absolutely sure that the beast could feel it too, and the beast would not know how to control itself.

Once thinking of this, a strong sense of uneasiness made Vincent feel extremely anxious.

He squeezed Caroline's hand tightly.

"You're sure Rand is okay now, aren't you?"

Caroline's body trembled heavily, and she nodded tremblingly.

"Yes, I promise, I will record his news every day-you can see it every day, you know it." There was almost no strength in her body, and she could only hold back her tears with all her might, and finally she tried Open your mouth and ask: "Maybe, you should meet him? Make sure he's safe?"

When Vincent was extremely nervous, it was always easy for him to fall into this out-of-control state, and Rand's presence would make the situation much better.Caroline almost instinctively wanted to make Vincent's condition better, so she made this suggestion.

She thought that Vincent would agree without hesitation like before, but this time, Vincent shook his head resolutely (even though Caroline could clearly see how deeply Vincent was in his heart when he made this decision. pain).

"No, I shouldn't see him, that damned fish is getting stronger now, and I can't guarantee that my emotions and thoughts won't continue pouring out... Rand's safety is the most important thing, I should be with him Keep your distance - just make sure he's safe, Caroline, and you swore you'd do everything in your power to protect him, didn't you?"

"Yes, I...I promise."

Caroline said dryly, the pain in her heart finally brought tears to her eyes.

Oh God, she called from the bottom of her heart.

If this is what I did, please let this punishment end quickly.

It's all too painful, and I can barely take it anymore.

Recalling what happened in the past, Caroline felt that her breathing became more and more difficult.

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"...If you hear this passage, it proves that I am extremely busy right now. If you have anything to do, please leave a message after the beep. I will call you as soon as possible..."

Rand was stunned for a moment and realized that the girly voice on the phone was just a recording of Caroline's phone call.It was the first time he called the number and got a message other than Caroline herself, so he didn't even react.A slight embarrassment made him stuck for a moment, he opened his mouth, and found that he didn't know how to speak at all.

Although his call this time was just to hope that Caroline could recommend him a veterinarian in Kansas.

He means, a veterinarian who can treat diseases in fish.

Or in other words, a veterinarian who can figure out why a fish nests in a tank and seals itself in, not coming out for 24 hours.

Holding the phone, Rand came to the front of the aquarium. He bent down and squinted his eyes to observe the "cocoon" for the umpteenth time.Before that, he touched it tentatively, and found that the originally soft and elastic outer wall became as hard as a stone, and after one night, the original white shell began to gradually deepen, and occasionally he could see Some debris flakes off like scales.It can be said that Rand observed the thing in the aquarium with trepidation, but as it changed, Rand became more and more disturbed.

In general, flaking debris is not a good sign.

Rand was even stupid enough to put his ear against the glass wall of the aquarium in a vain attempt to hear something, but doing so did nothing but twist his neck.

Fortunately, very occasionally, a series of tiny air bubbles would emerge from that "cocoon" without knowing which gap, which more or less proved that Munster might still be alive.

After a restless night, Rand finally dialed Caroline in desperation.

But, call recording?

Rand clearly remembered that she once told him with a smile that unless a certain nuclear bomb was about to explode, or the stock price of Deep White Biotechnology fell below nine cents, otherwise she would definitely answer his call...

Well, after thinking about this, Rand found that his request for a veterinarian was even more speechless.

Maybe I should figure it out myself.

Rand heard a voice in his heart say so.

"Uh, well, there's nothing wrong with it. I just wanted to make sure that you are all right. After all, Vincent didn't call me either..."

As soon as the words came out Rand banged his head hard against the aquarium.

Oh no why am I bringing this up!

He screamed in his heart... He just mentioned Vincent in a panic because he was too nervous, but it is very likely that he will receive a series of phone calls from Vincent next.Just thinking of that terrifying scene made Rand feel his scalp go numb.

"Please be sure to pretend that I haven't said anything, well, I'm really just here to make sure. I hope everything goes well with you, I'll hang up first."

As if the phone could grow teeth to bite his finger, Rand hung up in what could be described as a panic.

His forehead was a little cold, and he still stayed there with his forehead against the wall of the aquarium.

Looking at it from this angle, the "cocoon" where Rand and Munster stayed seemed to be in the same space.

A small piece of translucent film peeped out from behind the dark chapped lines.

……

Rand stared blankly at the place for a few seconds and then suddenly realized - damn it, it was Munster's "cocoon".

It fell off again, perhaps because of the vibration caused by Rand's "head hammer" just now.A transparent film the size of a pinky thumb was exposed, and Rand tried to put his face close to the aquarium, struggling to see what was behind the film.

Suddenly, a red pupil suddenly turned and appeared in Rand's field of vision, replacing the small piece of film and looking at Rand.