[comprehensive] villain friend

Dolores Must Die【Ⅲ】

Dolores had a dream.

In the dream, she was lying on a cold operating bed, with an eternal incandescent lamp above her head, which made her eyes hurt.Standing beside him was a man in a white coat. The surrounding environment was not like a normal hospital, but rather like a chemical factory.She could vaguely hear the sound of dripping water, which was so weird that it made one's mind sink.

She woke up and barely opened her eyes.

Beside her stood a man in a white coat, and behind her was a woman with a match in her mouth.

Dolores looked around and saw a ghastly whiteness.

"...I hate white." She murmured, her voice weak.

"I hate white too." The other party lowered his voice, "But don't expect me to dye this place pink."

"...Where am I?" She paused.

The man stared at her with great interest: "...I didn't expect that the extreme cold would cause people to lose their memory? Have you been frozen? Dolores, this is not okay—you haven't experienced extreme despair yet .”

"..." Dolores looked at the other party expressionlessly, showing a trace of tiredness, "...Francis."

She remembered.In a dazed night, she made an irrational decision.The person in charge told her that she might die if she came here.But this stimulated her even more——

So here she comes.

Come to this factory-like laboratory and become one of the few experimental subjects.

"Oh, you finally remembered." Francis twitched his lips, "If you lost your memory... that would be interesting."

"I'm just a little dizzy," Dolores said, "a little bit awake." She tried to sit up, stiffly, but she did.So she rubbed her temples: "So what happened?"

"What happened?" Francis repeated the question, a little playfully, "...it was just frozen in ice water for a while. But your vitality is really tenacious—"

Dolores smiled.She didn't know how to respond to Francis' words, and such moments were often awkward.Although the two people hit it off almost immediately - one person doesn't want to continue to live, and the other person lacks a cooperating experimental subject.

"Well, you know what?" Francis said, "I've finally decided to try 'that' for you."

"that?"

"The achievement I am most proud of, the greatest work so far, if successful, the achievement that will shock the whole world—" There was a sincere excitement on his face, which made his whole face tremble , like a fanatical believer glimpsed the origin of religion, "...I have always wanted to try it, and it is not what I want to dust off such a great genius experiment."

"Am I the first?" Dolores asked, looking at him.

"—Of course not." Francis looked at her, a little surprised, with a sweet and cruel smile on his face, "How could you have this illusion? When it was just created, I Enough test subjects were found...one after another. They should be honored—I'm sure they must be.”

"Really? So, what's the result of the experiment?" Dolores raised her face.

"...Not perfect, none of them are perfect, and the results are undoubtedly very different from what I want." His face was gloomy, "But I have a hunch, my dear—I have a hunch, this We'll make it this time, I've never seen a test subject like you. To be honest, I thought you'd be overwhelmed soon, after all I don't have many weak girls like you here, but you It was a big surprise for me. I finally understand why you said that day that you wanted to die—it's not easy for you, is it?"

"...is that a compliment?" Dolores asked.

"Oh, for me, it is." Francis laughed lowly, "Especially when those interesting coincidences make you avoid a lot of things, I think so even more."

Dolores smiled wryly and got off the bed: "Is there any water?"

"Honey, you can't drink water for the time being," Francis stepped back, and the assistant next to him stepped forward, as if wanting to press Dolores.

"Why?" Dolores asked.

"Because we have to make sure that everything is in order and not disturbed by a glass of water - it can happen to you, I have no doubts."

"...You're a bit of a loser." Dolores said blankly, "I just want to drink water. I don't think your greatest achievement will be disturbed by a glass of water."

"We always have to maintain the utmost care, don't we?" Francis put away the emotion on his face, he tilted his head, and looked at Dolores as if he was looking at a mouse—a scientist would hug a mouse Any superfluous humanistic sensibilities?Of course not, after all it is just an experimental prop, no matter how special it is, it is just a special experimental prop, nothing more. "You know, this experiment is really important to me."

--All right.It didn't really matter, Dolores thought.

"Then I hope this experiment can be carried out quickly." Dolores looked at them very seriously, "because I'm really thirsty."

Francis shrugged and signaled to the assistant next to him: "Maybe you won't think that way at all in the future-...even, maybe you won't have the chance to think that way anymore, but maybe this is exactly what you want .”

"I hope so."

……

To be honest, Dolores didn't like the seedy establishment.In fact, no one would like such a hellish laboratory. Over the dirty curtains is a man with a bit of delusional disorder, dreaming of unrealistic dreams of becoming a hero every day - talking to himself Said some nonsense.

But she could feel the other party's growing weakness.Such changes are obvious... But even so, this man still maintains his own ideas, firmly believing that he will eventually survive and become a hero with superpowers.She didn't know how Francis and the others tricked him...or what happened to this man in the past.In this narrow and dilapidated place, two people who might never meet in the first place met in this way. See hope from each other.

—the hope of death.

She realized the clown was right.Perhaps physical damage can be avoided by coincidence, but the internal disintegration of the body seems difficult to be easily intervened.

Maybe this time she'll get the peace she wants.

She stared at the small syringe on the tray, which was filled with an unknown medicine. The needle reflected light under the light, and Dolores felt a shiver. She belatedly realized that she was trembling.

"Are you scared?" the woman asked her, still holding the match in her mouth, and her attitude was not bad, maybe because Dolores was cooperative enough, maybe it was just because they were the same gender.

Dolores shook her head: "No."

"But you're trembling."

"Yes, I'm shaking." Dolores' eyes lit up as she stared at the tube, "...why?"

The other party looked at her suspiciously.

"...Because I sensed the danger," Dolores replied, "I sensed that this thing could kill me, this potion was dangerous... I was right," her voice dropped, " I do get a sense of what the real threat is."

"What is it?" A lighthearted smile played on her face, "What's it called?"

"No name." The other party replied, she spat out the last match, opened the strap next to the operating bed, and fixed her body, "I only know that this is a... gene extract."

"Why did you tie me up..." Dolores was puzzled.

"To keep you from struggling?"

"Struggle? No... I won't struggle, and I don't have to struggle." Dolores said softly, looking into the other's eyes. "You don't understand... how long I've been waiting for this moment."

But the other party did everything without knowing it, then raised his head and smiled: "...Oh, you are wrong, I don't care about this. Maybe I really don't understand whether you want to die—these safety precautions are not In case you are afraid to run away...no one has ever escaped from me."

She patted Dolores' arm, casually took out the syringe, and plunged it into her arm deftly.

Unprepared, Dolores couldn't help but groaned in pain.

She frowned, watching the syringe's liquid slowly being pushed completely into her body——

A burning pain spread rapidly, and Dolores' eyes widened suddenly.She wanted to move reflexively, but there was a spasm, her arms were tense, and a painful expression appeared on her face——

"...It's just to prevent you from reacting too much pain." She smiled, leaned down, reached out and patted Dolores' cheek, "...don't die easily because of the pain Drop. That would be a little boring, wouldn't it?"

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