Mermaid Effect

When the doorbell rang, Rand was confronting his little monster.

It has built a big enough nest in the corner of the aquarium... or something else, and Rand doesn't know how to describe it.

The viscous material, like the snot, became milky white after being soaked in water for one night. It sticks to the aquarium wall like a honeycomb. There is a circular opening that allows Munster to enter and exit. The fish food is embedded in Its surface, after being blistered, presents a state of extreme disgust. And soon Munster himself seemed to realize this, and it worked tirelessly to use the mouth to pick up the fish food, and then...

Then no then.

It smashed the fish food and there was no such thing as eating it*. Rand soon discovered that the water in the aquarium had an unpleasant smell and became cloudy.

While Rand was changing the water, Munster had been nervously swimming beside his disgusting lair—and then Rand heard something shattering.

When he rushed to the front of the aquarium, he saw that Munster chewed the coral stone at the bottom of the tank and then went to the surface of the nest.

Slightly trembled in the water, the surface of the grain and the grain of the pieces of the coral stone is more disgusting than before.

Rand glared at the stuff, some goose bumps, and then he licked his temple with a headache.

"Listen, man," he said, facing Mussett across the transparent aquarium wall, no matter if the other person could really understand it. "I think you deserve better things, so I will get it out." You have no right to say no, understand?"

He said, then put a pottery underwater set that he had prepared for the water creature (it looks like a broken jar, but in any case it is more beautiful than Munster). In the aquarium.

Munster seems to be interested in his new home. It rushes out of the group of "snots" and swims around the pots. Rand felt a sigh of relief, then put a colander into it, trying to fish out the unidentified object that Munster made that made the scalp numb. But soon his intentions were noticed by Munster.

Ten seconds later, Rand lost another colander.

"Oh, this is not the same as saying good!"

Rand yelled at it - it was a bit stupid but it was quite interesting. In addition, he began to think about getting a steel colander.

And, he is not discouraged.

Rand went to cut some chicken breasts. He knew that Munster liked this (at least better than fish food) and then went back to the aquarium. He tried to transfer Munster's attention through food, and then the doorbell rang like that. .

Rand felt a bit puzzled, because in theory no one should come to him at this time. Vincent? Oh, no, Rand talked to him yesterday, and he was on his way to a high-level conference in Switzerland, and Caroline followed him. other people? Rand couldn’t think of who the visitor would be.

After opening the door, he saw two people wearing police uniforms. One is a black man whose hair has turned into silver, and the other is a white man who is as strong as a gladiator.

They showed Rand a police officer's card.

"Land Sifus?"

The white man opened his lips and opened his mouth.

There is something in his body that makes Rand feel uncomfortable. Rand is not sure if he is accentuating the name of "Sivers", or simply because the police are on the door, he feels uneasy. .

"it's me."

Rand said he felt a little nervous.

A bad hunch - a cold flow climbed up his back.

From the age of fourteen, he wrapped his stinky blanket and held the cup of hot, syrupy coffee at the police station and opened his eyes and began to remember. He never wanted to deal with the police. He still remembers the feeling that the black uniforms are like the crow's feathers for Rand, which is directly equal to the tragedy. The coffee that the good-hearted policewoman handed him that day was really hot. His cold fingers leaned against the coffee cup and his fingertips gradually turned red.

Now, Rand feels that his fingers are starting to get cold again.

"What happened?"

He heard his voice sounding, some floating, as if it was coming out of the throat of another person.

The tall white man smiled at him with a mouth open, with a look that "I know what you did".

Rand learned about the plumber's death from the two police officers - although he didn't even remember the man's face (the smell was so unbearable that he only remembered that).

On the surface, they are only a routine inquiry to Rand, at least the attitude of the black police is like this. But the other person showed another face, his words were rude and aggressive.

......

"Are you sure you didn't see anything? You went to the balcony? So what happened to him in your bathroom, you are completely ignorant? Ha."

His malicious look stayed on Rand's face, and then asked, even though it was a question, even an idiot could hear the doubts in his tone. Of course, there was something worse than doubt.

"I don't really know." Rand said that he had an urge to yell at the white policeman, but he restrained. "I did walk away."

He tried to calm himself down, but Tony was obviously not happy. He stood up and walked around in Rand's apartment and snorted.

"Vinson Sifus is your brother." He raised an eyebrow at Rand, who was very patient. Old George was behind Rand and glanced at him with a clear disapproval.

This is not a good topic, obviously.

"Yes. Is there any problem?"

Rand felt that his nerves seemed to be tightened by an invisible finger, and his voice became sharp in an instant.

"Of course, no problem, but I have always been curious. Deep biotechnology is said to be doing strange experiments. Don't rush to deny that some people are still marching and protesting. Isn't it? So some dangers. It’s also possible that the pharmacy will flow out of the president’s home where some of the close friends are close..."

"I don't understand what you mean."

Rand said that his face was blue and blue, and it looked ugly.

"Tony, enough."

Old George walked between the two. He glanced at Rand and waved his hand. It seemed that he could drive away the tension that seemed to explode.

Tony turned a blind eye to Old George's efforts, and he pouted, revealing an expression that was annoyingly mentally retarded. Then he looked at the aquarium.

"Hah, a fish... Hey, George, who was the last time we arrested, oh, yes, the serial killer didn't raise a lizard too? It seems that some people always have similar pet preferences. Places, scales, cold-blooded animals, hahahahahaha..."

"..."

"..."

Old George and Rand looked at him silently. Without an expected response, Tony Dry was smirking. Then he saw the chicken breast that Rand was prepared to feed Munster.

"Oh, God, don't tell me these are the things to feed the fish."

He said that he picked up a chicken breast and placed it above the aquarium.

"Hey, you can't-"

Rand angrily tried to stop him, but another creature apparently moved faster than his master.

The red film on Munster instantly opened, and it rushed straight into the water.

"嗷-"

Tony jumped up and he dropped the chicken breast and looked at his finger.

There was a thin line of blood on the fingertips of his short fingers. It seemed that it should have been slightly rubbed. It was not a serious problem. However, he was like a bullfight with a beggar. Excited to scream.

"Shit! Oh, shit!!!"

His voice reached its highest point. To be honest, the reaction of this fuss made the other two people in the room feel embarrassed.

"Get it! Tony!"

Old George gave Rand an apologetic gaze, and then a rare stern attitude in front of Tony.

"My mother was bitten by a **** fish!"

Tony looked at his fingers and yelled angrily.

"It's just a little bruise, not on your chicken-bar. You don't need to be so excited." Old George glanced at the wound in his hand - it looked like it hadn't bleed. According to the experience of Old George, after three days, I am afraid that even scars will not stay.

"Fucking **** fish!"

Tony angrily glared at Munster in the aquarium. The fish's caudal fins and the film on the neck were all like inflatable. The circular markings behind the eyes were bright red, and it looked whole. The fish have swelled a lot, and they are angering the wall of the aquarium.

For a moment, Rand was worried, because Tony seemed to want to remove Munster from the water and squeezed him. He stood directly in front of Tony, trembled with anger.

"You have food in your hand!" he said to Tony. "And you did it yourself!"

He almost had some hope that Munster had just bitten the fingers of this nasty guy.

"Listen, I don't care if you are a policeman or another animal protector. (Rand mistakenly attributed Tony's quirky attitude to being an animal protector. After all, it did a lot of animal experiments in depth - but it is after all It's a biotech company!), but what you do, I feel that it has exceeded your job responsibilities, and the conversation between us ends here. I hope that you can leave immediately."

Rand raised his voice angrily.

"What are you talking about? You..."

Tony was obviously never treated like this. His face rose red in a flash, and a raging light flashed in his eyes. At the moment he was about to explode, Old George rushed over.

He blocked Tony behind him and forced him to the door.

"Sorry, Mr. Sifus, he is just a little too eager to find the truth of the matter, we really should leave, if you have any clues to think about it later, you can contact us."

He quickly finished, then opened the door and dragged Tony out.

Tony apparently fainted, and at the door he even tried to argue with Old George.

"What the **** are you doing, didn't you hear what the **** guy said to me... Tell me to leave? My mother is a detective!"

"You are just a policeman!" Old George couldn't help but raise his voice. "And that's a Sifus! They can ask ten senior lawyers to accuse you of improper enforcement... and you are!"

"I……"

"Your behavior is very weird today, Tony," Old George suddenly paused. He narrowed his eyes and looked at his partner suspiciously. "Are you really just investigating the case?"

Tony squinted and spit at the porch.

He didn't directly answer Old George's question: "Put up your cranky thoughts!" He snarled at Old George, but on the other hand, he seemed to calm down a bit.

A man with bright strawberry hair looked strangely at the dispute between the two policemen.

"Is there any problem? Chief."

After discovering that the police noticed him, the man asked with a smile.

"It's nothing!"

Tony didn't quite avoid the eyes of others, and he didn't want to be exposed to too many people's attention.

He showed his man his ID, indicating that it was just a normal investigation, and then left the apartment with suppressed anger.

Tony felt a slight tingling when sitting on a police car that had been hot in the sun.

"what happened?"

Old George looked at him.

"Damn fish."

Tony looked at his finger, and the place that had been scratched by the fish tooth had no blood, and the itching came from there. He cursed the fish and then unscrewed the car key.

"Nothing." He answered Old George like this.

It’s just a little bruise—in fact, even he himself thinks this way. 2k novel reading network