Mermaid Effect

Caroline listened to the busy signal on the phone, and it took her a while to react in that position, and then she slammed the phone back down.

The loud voice echoed in her luxuriously decorated office, and Caroline couldn't help but feel grateful that it was too late, and her secretaries, who had put almost all their skills on rap, had gone home.

And she still has to stay in DW's tomb-like silent office building, no appointments, no entertainment-some endless work and bad news.

Oh, by the way, she still has to pay attention to Rand, organize Rand's news, and then give them to Vincent in the hope that Vincent can pay a little attention to her when he is happy.

Thinking of this, the absinthe-like sourness filled the tip of her tongue again.

She sighed deeply, looked down at her notebook.

nothing special……

She tried to recall what she had heard, but soon realized it was futile.At the moment before Rogers called, she was still in contact with the secret force that was going to the secret arctic laboratory to rescue and mop up.

She got bad news, and even worse news—first of all, almost all the researchers in the entire laboratory were dead... except for a teenager named Simon and a CIA investigator.Leaving aside Simon, the investigator's survival almost brought Caroline's menopause ahead of schedule.

She even felt that God was punishing her.

Damn it, so many people died in the entire base, so many...but let a CIA survive?What's even more damning is that he also experienced the whole accident up close.

Even after Caroline got the news, her first reaction was to ask someone to use some unconventional methods to make the CIA a member of the dead list in a reasonable way, but she was obviously not the only one who could think of this.The people from the Pentagon took him over immediately. Caroline tried a few times, but had to admit painfully that the easiest way seemed to be blocked.

If it weren't for the worse news that followed, Caroline would almost think that nothing worse than the current situation would happen in this world.

But then she got another piece of news...

"Oh my god..."

She fell heavily on the chair, feeling powerless wrapped around her like vines.

But in the end she cheered up, and made some small changes to some of Rand's previous living records under today's date, and then she put this record at the top of all the documents and sent it to Went to Vincent's office.

Just as she thought, Vincent picked up the daily record without any hesitation.

He looked at those boring records, his expression could be described as fanatical, his pale cheeks only showed a trace of blood at this time, and his bright red eyes shone with light.

As for Caroline, all she could do was stand aside and watch Vincent.

Strong sourness and vague pleasure stirred into a cocktail deep in her heart.

Hey, you see, Vincent is like this, the only person he cares about is Rand.

A sharp voice sneered mockingly deep inside Caroline's heart.

He'll never notice you again, ever!

Caroline had a gentle smile on her face. Listening to the voices in her heart, the expression on her face was gentle and natural, even though the palms of her hands had been covered with white marks from fingernails due to excessive fisting.

That's just something I made up.

She stared at Vincent's side face, almost telling him the truth with such malice.

Of course, she didn't do that in the end.

After Vincent carefully read all Rand's "records" several times, Caroline knew that she could finally talk to him about work.

Just thinking of the latest message she received, the feeling as if something was pulling her internal organs revived again.

"Vincent, I think there is one thing we should deal with first."

As she spoke, she clicked on the document.

"The 'Prince' has escaped."

The bad news during this period may have trained her nerves to be strong and numb, and she was shocked by the calmness of her attitude when she said this.

"Prince? It's not a failure..."

Vincent's eyes darkened at that moment.

"But it is a powerful failure. Besides, it has almost no flaws except that it cannot be fixed in the mermaid form," Caroline couldn't help but said, her voice was sharp, "It is your clone after all!"

……

As Caroline shudders at the escape of a terrible weapon in the office of Deep White headquarters, please allow us to turn our attention back to Kansas.

Then it landed on a less than pleasant man - ex-cop Tony.

He walked crookedly from the emergency exit of the hospital, with a swollen head and equally swollen hands.

Before that, his anomaly had caught the attention of some people who, not so long ago, had been his colleagues and finally decided to take Tony to the hospital.

The examination showed that he was very swollen... The reason is unknown, but it may be caused by the special medicine powder. The doctor found some pinholes on the base of Tony's thigh that had begun to turn purple. Obviously, besides smoking, he also had Another way to get some little fun.For the sake of safety, Tony was temporarily detained in a ward of the hospital for treatment. However, please don't forget that he used to be a policeman...and a police detective.

All in all, he managed to escape from the ward with some tricks (although his head is so messed up that he doesn't even know why he escaped)

He walked a short distance along the road, and then found that his body was as heavy as an elephant, and the sticky sweat was solidified on his body like it was about to become solid.The clouds at night were a bit thick, but the faint moonlight made Tony feel uncomfortable... He squinted his eyes and raised his head, tears flowed from between his swollen and hot eyelids, he felt his tears were as hot as magma .

Several teenagers who came out for a stroll at night passed him on skateboards.

Tony was wobbly and dazed, almost branded "drunk" on his head, and the teenagers jumped off the skateboard with one foot and watched him behind him for a while.According to common sense, they would always want to tease this kind of drunk, such as cutting off his pants, or pouring him down with urine pretending to be beer...

However, on this night, those teenagers just glanced at Tony, and walked away as if they were frightened.

Something was going wrong with that man.

Although human beings have consumed a large part of their instincts as animals in a large amount of machinery and electricity, the abnormality permeating Tony at this moment is so strong that no one with normal IQ can ignore it.

Of course, those teenagers would not admit their timidity at this moment, they glanced at each other, and then walked away in harmony.The colorful lights placed on their skateboards turned into a stream of light in the dark night...

Tony trembled under the stream of light.

He thought those lights were too dazzling to be scary.

Thirst, hunger, and a strong desire filled his body, which seemed to make his body expand and expand infinitely like something tangible.

The skin stretched to the limit became more fragile and sensitive than ever, and in his heart, the fire was burning.

Tony finally decided to go to the place that usually brought him joy, a club called Lace and Leather.

……

Susan, code-named "Spades", couldn't help frowning after learning that Tony opened the room.Her distaste was so obvious that even the other girls in the lounge didn't bother to comment further.

"At least he's a decent 'slave'."

Someone tried to comfort Susan with some embarrassment, but Susan couldn't help but make an obvious vomiting expression.

"Come on," Susan stood up slowly, trying to fit her thin body into the tight, narrow, leather-smelling black tights—then black mesh stockings, sharp high-heeled shoes , and whips and gloves... "I just don't know what to be happy about, I've never liked that."

She grumbles as she struggles with her "work uniform."

She never thought she would end up in this position before... her ideal is to be a reporter, a real reporter, not some goddamn "queen", however, college student loans are like vampires circling In her head, she chose here in the end.You see, sometimes people don't really care if it's a real S who whipped them, they just need to get a kick out of it, and Susan never got a kick out of that weird behavior...but who cares, they get She got the happiness, she got the money, and that was enough.

At first everything was fine, although the guests occasionally showed a side that made Susan creepy, but the tips and service charges offset almost all the negative emotions.

Soon after, however, Tony showed up.

He fell under Susan's whip like a 15-year-old teenager, and she almost shuddered at the frantic desire for Susan's whipping and insulting.

Before this, Susan never imagined that there would be such a sick person in this world!It was only a little short, and Susan was going to ask the club to blacklist Tony.

But at this time, Susan got an opportunity to practice in a newspaper.

That's right, a normal Susan got a chance...to become a reporter, provided she could get rid of her intern status, and Tony provided her with a tempting news almost at the same time.

The first-hand information about the younger brother of Shenbai Biotechnology executive who used illegal drugs to secretly kill people.

……

Susan was carefully applying lipstick in front of the mirror, and she could see the annoyance and reluctance in her eyes.

God, she's really getting tired of that weird guy in Tony.

And yet, that news, that news is so enticing.

Susan felt as utterly irresistible as a bee meeting honey.Think about it, the head of Shenbai Technology, the mysterious billionaire Vincent Sievers, and his younger brother who once caused a national sensation!Almost all their news are headlines!

Longing for that job finally pushed Susan to suppress her disgust, and she made her way slowly to the space filled with various black instruments of torture.

After opening the door, the strong stench almost made Susan turn around and walk away, but Tony jumped directly at her feet, licking Susan's toes, drooling like a dog.

"Oh, master, my master..."

He made a muffled sound.

Susan could feel her hairs standing on end as she lashed Tony out of control.

Different from the previous acting, this time she instinctively wanted to drive him away from her side.

"You'd better give me some useful information! Go away! Stupid pig!"

Unable to control her disgust, Susan growled at Tony.

Tony's voice began to fill with that strangely disgusting joy.

"Oh... news... news..."

He spoke in fits and starts and couldn't even complete a sentence.

Susan thought he might be drunk, and a drunk wouldn't give her anything useful.Anger and disgust prompted her to give Tony another whip.

Tony was completely on the ground, his voice gradually weakened.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that Susan gradually felt something was wrong...

Inside that stench, another smell is spreading, that is... the smell of blood.

A cool air crawled up Susan's back like a snake.She wanted to pass Tony to the other side of the room to turn on the overhead light, and now the dim light made it impossible for her to judge the situation, but within a few steps, she fell on the wet and slippery carpet soaked in liquid.

She felt soaked in a sticky liquid where she touched the carpet.

Susan felt her body trembling.

She got up, stumbled and ran over to turn on the light.

Looking back, the scene she saw made her legs limp against the wall and slowly slide to the ground.