The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 235 Ch.234 Daniel Heffer

That night, Isaac Brown, the most famous surgeon of the time.

He wore a gorgeous gown, a high silk hat, a pocket watch and a cane.

He jumped from the roof of the fourth floor.

His wife was in tears and looked down through the glass window.

She saw him fall to the ground full of sharp stones, his flesh bursting and his vertebrae exposed.

His face was full of drowsiness as if he had just woken up, as if the jump had made him lose his memory, and he tried to support himself with both hands and sit up.

Then, his vertebrae broke and his face fell on his knees.

He crawled forward, but could not climb more than four or five feet. He found a stone point that was easy to grasp, rested his chin on it, and never moved again.

The son struggled in her arms, crying and screaming, heartbroken.

‘Father! ’

He shouted.

The servants lit the oil lamps and hurried.

"Madam! Madam! The master--"

The wife wiped the tears from her face and smiled bitterly: "... He was inspired by the benefactor and went to heaven."

But those who commit suicide cannot go to heaven...

The servant thought.

Everyone was called up and went downstairs.

And Mary Brown just hugged her son tightly in her arms, quietly staring at the blood spreading in the dark night.

"Father is dead..." The son murmured: "Father is dead..."

The wife's tears dried up, she stopped sobbing, and her eyes moved dully, moving to the son in her arms.

She let go of her arms, stepped back a few steps, lifted her skirt, and half-knelt in front of her son.

Looking at the boy level.

The voice was cold.

"Don't call him father."

She said.

Crack--

Thunder struck in the dark night, splitting the heavy shell on the top of his head.

The son looked confused, with his mother's hands pressing on his shoulders, at a loss.

"Call him Mr. Brown."

She said again.

The rustling footsteps rolled over the carpet, and came behind him without knowing when.

A…

Tall man.

Short hair, thin, eyes shining in the dark room.

“Well done.”

He said in a hoarse and high voice, like an unskilled violinist who wanted to show off his bow skills: “Come to my arms, dear.”

He opened his arms.

So the woman stood up and threw herself into his arms like a bird returning to its nest.

Holding his waist, half sobbing and half acting like a spoiled child.

“I really miss you, Daniel…I miss you all the time…”

The man patted Mary’s back again and again, his bright red lips grinning, biting the woman’s hair gently with two rows of white teeth, squinting his eyes, and sniffing hard.

‘Hiss…’

Pain, joy and long waiting mixed into a desperate madness——

“I love you! Daniel!”

Daniel Heffer was not in a hurry, stroking the woman’s back and head, like comforting a pet dog that had not seen its owner for a long time, patting her cheek, and making a praise sound inviting her to play when she pounced on him.

"Don't be impatient, dear, don't be impatient."

But the woman was almost crazy.

"I love you! I love you! I love you deeply! Daniel..."

She bit the man's skin very lightly, struggling, and expecting the master to treat her roughly.

"Yes, yes, of course."

Daniel Heffer smiled.

He likes the weak.

He likes to eat their flesh and skin, starting from the flesh and skin, all the way to the tendons and bones. After turning everything over, he can feel the pumping feeling from the heart - real, the sincerity that really comes from flesh and blood.

Flesh and blood can't deceive people.

"You are stronger than the strong and weaker than the weak, Mary."

The woman said vaguely: "...I am only weaker than you, Daniel."

The man finally hugged her tightly.

The pure silver holy cross in the room emitted a faint halo in the moonlight.

Today's song is: the servant's scream.

The accompaniment is: the boy's cry.

There are mechanical self-playing violins, new self-sounding pianos with large and small gears arranged and rotating, hymns in the throat of a female hound, torn skin as drum skin, and deceitful wails as trombones.

Daniel Heffer grows poisoned spikes, and the gears turn in a sweet laugh.

Mechanical hum.

Stop?

No no.

Just change the direction, change the direction that is easy to see the blood in the moonlight above the earth below.

Fast?

No no.

Just a slow beat as an interlude, so that each can hear the other's confusion and madness.

Then the caliper is locked.

The overheated emotions make the bones and throat ring together. This divine torture and the boy's sobbing make the originally sacred even more sacred!

Daniel Heffer stands on the top of the waves, looking up and shouting:

"Praise the Father of All Things!"

The moonlight covers his gloomy but seductive temperament with a hazy and seductive veil.

Mary stroked his angular face, laughing foolishly and shouting:

"Praise the Benefactor!"

The boy hid in the gap between the bed and the cupboard, huddled.

He watched his mother's pupils dilate until they were stained with a strange color - she put her chin on the man's shoulder, but suddenly turned her head to look at him.

She opened her red lips slightly, and said words from hell:

'My son...'

'This is our real future. '

The boy suffocated.

With a long sigh, the room became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The boneless one was completely boneless, like a fragile dead branch, and like a full petal.

The contradictory, incomprehensible, trembling scene.

"My Daniel..."

"You have always been excellent, Mary." Daniel gently picked up Mary and put her on the chair.

The atmosphere eased a few points.

Then, Daniel spoke lightly:

"This time, someone lost a lot of money."

Mary tidied her dress and frowned when she heard the voice: "You said it was a scam..."

"It is a scam, but there are too many fools in this world. Chloe and Heffer did not participate, but the Heyman family..."

Daniel put his hands behind his back and slowly came to the bed and came to the moonlight.

At this time, the boy who covered his mouth discovered.

The man's messy sleeves revealed metallic skin.

"The stupid Marvolo Heyman, the greedy Marvolo Heyman, the blinded Marvolo Heyman..."

"Lost 40,000 pounds..."

Daniel said bitterly: "The old guy should go to where he should go..."

For example, the cemetery.

Mary got up from the chair at some point, gently hugged her lover from behind, and said softly: "...Then kill him."

Daniel snorted.

"My 'two fathers' won't allow it."

Marvolo Heyman is the head of the Heyman family. In addition to his dull and arrogant mind, he also plays a different role for Chloe and Heffer.

Heyman is a buffer, and other families are other buffers.

These layers of flesh and blood brick walls are erected high, so that the roaring waves will not hit Chloe and Heffer all at once.

The man squeezed the soft hand on his waist and said softly:

"A lot of people in the Chloe family died because of something-and recently my dear brother, Mingsi Chloe..."

Mary leaned on his back with her face sideways.

"...You have always been the best, Daniel."

Daniel stroked the woman's fingers and looked at the red soil downstairs with a gloomy expression.