Mermaid Effect

On the day of the boat doctor Elena saw Dr. Simon’s waywardness and unusual arrogance – before this, several crew members complained to her about the abnormality of the too young genius in daily life (considering that she is this On the ship, a rare, unmarried and beautiful woman, men are always happy to share various information with her), but when she really touched him, she discovered that Simon was far more unbearable than people said. .

He should have rested on the bed, and he rushed out inexplicably, pointing out that Elena had several mistakes in fixing the bandage and then began to discuss with her why the combination of bortezomib and fulvestrant would The rate of non-deterioration of cancer patients has risen... Elena has no interest or even embarrassment about the conversation with him. A few minutes later, Simon patrolled her medicine cabinet like ADHD patients. He proposed a position theory that adjusted the order of medicines in the medicine cabinet to reduce Elena's diagnosis time by zero. Eight (the members of the navy who know this will definitely hate Simon).

Elena was so embarrassed by Simon's words and deeds that she was relieved until the agent named Ryan appeared and took Simon away. Because of this, she was dizzy and found her medicine cabinet for a long time. It seems that something is missing. Of course, that is a postscript.

Let's get back to reality, when Simon was sent back to his room by Ryan, his back was full of cold sweat.

Several syringes, anti-infectives, disinfectants and bandages were hidden under his wheelchair seat. It was difficult for him to judge whether Ryan had realized his theft, because the latter had no expression on his face, but he voted for him. His eyes are full of scrutiny.

"Your behavior today is very strange... Is seasickness better?"

Ryan handed Simon a glass of water and then suddenly said.

Simon originally expected him to leave immediately after sending himself back to the room...

"Slightly better, but I really can't help lying there to endure the woman's erroneous diagnosis. She is almost going to make me crazy--God, I knew I should rest in my room."

Simon said dryly.

Then he lay on his bed and the blanket was pulled under his chin.

......

After a few seconds, Simon realized that Ryan was still in the room.

And on Ryan's head, something squirmed.

Nothing could make Simon feel more creepy. He looked at Ryan and then slammed that the latter should leave.

"I, I think I need a break now."

"I know, I am here to guard you... you are not quite right today."

Ryan said.

On top of his head, a few tentacles with faint blue light are falling. The bright colors make Simon see at a glance that there is overflowing venom.

"Oh, God... No, no, no, no, you can't stay here."

Simon jumped out of bed and walked hard to the wheelchair in a few steps to Ryan, screaming at the attempt to push Ryan - the tentacle almost touched the artery of Ryan's neck, and the ring-shaped stinger was There was a faint reflection under the light.

Ryan didn't realize that his distance from the **** of death was so close. He looked at Simon suspiciously and his brow wrinkled slightly.

"Why? Simon, you have not issued such strong resistance in the past few days, are you..."

Seeing that an urgent, cold-blooded monster intended to directly let Ryan's obstruction disappear directly, Simon grabbed Ryan's collar.

With the power of his body, he forced Ryan to bow his head in the face of defense.

The tentacle inserted the cold hair behind Ryan's neck and passed by.

Simon put his lips on Ryan's mouth.

His heart jumped out of his throat.

Quickly glanced at the silent face on the ceiling, Simon fixed his mind and pulled his tongue back from Ryan's lips.

"That's why I can't let you stay with me. Being too close to you will make me endure the feelings for you, Ryan, I love you."

Simon said dryly to Ryan, whose eyes became empty.

"...I... I was surprised... sorry I never noticed... I..."

For the first time, Simon saw Ryan, who was like a middle school boy. He looked so shocked that he even left the room with Simon's shoving without even making any rebellion.

"boom--"

After the door closed, Simon fell directly to the ground.

"For God's sake, I thought you would know that killing people in such places would only make things worse."

He looked up and confronted the monster in the room.

The other person's hands clasped the soft young body of the young man, putting him on the bed like a treasure. By the way, the bed belonged to Simon not long ago. It is very obvious that Munster would not notice the inconvenience of Simon's legs and feet, so in the end Simon could only crawl a few steps on the ground, and finally moved himself to a wheelchair, during which time, Muns Special attention has been stuck on Rand's body.

After seeing it near the window, Simon couldn’t help but take a breath.

"God, it seems that your journey is not as pleasant as the nervous politicians worried."

He said that he received a cold and bloodthirsty look from Munster.

Simon immediately interrupted his irony and took out his "illegal gains" from under the seat. He looked at Munster again and passed the needle and the potion to the beast.

"His condition is very bad. The skin wounds from the big face have caused infection. I need to inject some antibiotics into his body with a needle and then disinfect his wound with alcohol. It may be very painful, but we must do this. Do, then I will wipe him the ointment, cover the wound with a bandage... I have read Rand's physical condition report, normal people should suffer from such a wound for a long time, but I think he will be very Quick recovery, um, there may be some freckles on the skin surface..."

Simon explained cautiously that he felt a little rapper because of emotional stress. He used too many words to explain what he was going to do, because he didn't want this necessary medical treatment to cause Munster's excessive sensitivity... It is likely to get rid of his life.

Munster seems to be calm, but as a researcher who has had a lot of dealings with Samuel, Simon realizes the danger of his life at the moment of his eyes, because he knows Munster’s Calmness is just an illusion. This monster is almost going crazy. Rand’s increasingly weak breathing brings it to the extreme pain as much as pouring into his chest. Pain and panic almost forced it to despair. On the cliff. It simply reluctantly maintains the calmness of the surface by virtue of its concern for Rand's safety, because only then can Rand be able to get effective relief.

But even if there is only a little bit of wind and wind, it is very likely to get out of control - it can be seen from the fact that he just intended to poison Ryan directly.

Munster extended a small section of the tongue - the thing looked like a snake's letter, trembled twice in the air, after judging that Simon's words were not adulterated, it used that hoarse, As if with the sound of **** sulphur, he said to Simon: "Save him, or I will let you die."

[Serbia Weapons Acquisition Sexuality Handbook, page 189, line 21. 】

Simon snarls in his own heart, the threatening words of the Munster Society come from this manual, and from his repeated repetitions, his study should be around this... Simon soon It was judged that Munster’s progress was learned.

It should have fully mastered the application of basic weapons, sneaked in and destroyed the enemy...but the torture and threat courses have not yet begun, and the deep-skinned people should only tentatively communicate with human prey before it flees with Rand. .

……This is good.

Simon thought, the spirit was a little relaxed.

In a sense, Munster has not yet been polluted by the dark and filthy human curriculum, and it has not learned from the torture and abuse of human beings. This means that Simon’s plan that he never had a chance to implement will have the possibility of restarting again for the first time.

Thinking of this, Simon's attitude toward Rand became more moderate. Compared to the situation that was previously coerced, now he is more like taking the initiative to release goodwill to Rand.

Munster is a beast, and Rand is the rein of the beast.

If he can use it well, he will play a big role...

Simon looked at the pale man on the bed and hung his eyes.

......

one day later--

pain.

This is the most vivid feeling that Rand felt when he woke up.

His eyelashes trembled a little, and he hadn't opened his eyes yet, and there was a cry from the creature's screaming eagerness.

"Lan, Rand..."

A wet thing licked Rand's face, licking his eyelashes and eyelids.

The air is dry.

The salty and dampness that had been fogging over them before had disappeared. At the top of the room, the air conditioner made a loud, regular sound.

Rand reached out and touched the bed underneath him. The touch of the cloth from his fingers made him feel that he was still in the illusion at the beginning.

But soon another thought hit him - are they caught again?

Rand opened his eyes blankly.

What caught the eye was Munster's bright red, full of surprises and fanatical eyes.

"Rand!"

Its sturdy body was on the bed, and Rand's entire face almost fell into his chest.

"Rand, you woke up... Rand..."

In the violent joy that is similar to the loss of recovery, the IQ and the rationality of the mind that Munster has rarely seen in the past is like the evaporation of water vapor on the surface of the hot pot.

It stupidly stared at Rand, and even couldn't even say a complete sentence, only repeating Rand's name over and over again.

"Mang... Munster... let it go first..."

Rand turned a difficult head and said in a mouthful of wet mouth in Munster.

His throat was sore and his voice was so dull that there was almost no way to make a sound.

A protruding hand held a glass of water and handed it to him, and there was a tired voice.

"If I were you, I would give your lover a little room for breathing - do you really realize that he is going to be suffocated by your chest muscles?"

Simon helped the Ryan swallow the salt water, and then couldn't help but say to the monster that was only overexcited.

It’s like magic. Simon didn’t dare to speak to Munster a few minutes ago, but... I have to admit that the air and atmosphere in this room was the moment Rand opened his eyes. A change has taken place. If you want to make an analogy, it’s like a horror movie suddenly jumping frames, and then it becomes, even the color of the air becomes pure and bright, reminiscent of baby toys or something...

After a while, Simon suddenly realized that it was not his illusion but that the color of Munster's tail was becoming gorgeous. He had always thought it was iron blue or dark red scales, but now the tail that appears in front of him has a pure baby blue with traces of rose powder on the edges.

Even in a room where the light is not bright, the tail is as bright as a colorpiece ornament under the spotlight.

It should be that the luminosity of the scorpion itself is working.

Simon thought of it numbly.

In the inside of the monster's body, the breath of hell, like a breath, instantly faded.

The same huge body, the same scales, the same red eyes and the tentacles full of venom...

But now the creature on the bed is more like a large (maybe a little too large) pet dog, not a cold, inhuman beast.

... At least until then, Simon couldn't imagine that the creature of Sergeant would use the appendix to express his inner joy.

Oh, yes, there is saliva.

After dropping the cup, Simon uncontrollably manipulated the wheelchair a little back. He looked at Rand Severus's cheek slightly, his neck and shoulders were baptized with Munster's tongue, at the man. The body now exudes a strong smell of saliva, which is not unpleasant but enough to make people sympathize with him.

It took a little time for Rand to calm Munster. He held his face with his hand and kissed gently on his forehead and chin. His fingers and shoulders were wrapped around Munster. Hairy tentacles.

The way the tentacles rub against Rand makes Simon unintuitively want to remove his sight...

In short, the dialogue with Rand was carried out entirely in a state of Simon's surprise.

There are some flaws, but the atmosphere is very relaxed.

"I know you. Simon Moi... Vinson said that you are a genius."

Rand was half lying on the bed, and after looking around in the room, he returned to Simon.

"Well, I don't deny this genius." Simon couldn't help but smile at him. He had to admit that Rand had a pair of gentle green eyes. He was the kind of person who would make you feel that there was no danger. Although he alone ruined the whole depth.

"So, have you saved us? What is your purpose?"

There was no hypocritical temptation or perfunctory, and it seemed that it was not affected by the relaxed and soft atmosphere of the past. Rand looked at Simon straight and spoke calmly.

Simon couldn't touch the ground for a moment, and he opened his mouth to say something, but the black hole from the underside of the sheet made him have to think more about what he had to say later.

The gun was held in the hands of Rand, and it was hard to imagine that the youth’s face still had that soft smile.

At this moment, Simon really confirmed that the memory of Chinese Sen Sifus, the soft, lamb-like youth, was long gone—the people who appeared before him were as dangerous as the report said.

Behind Rand, Munster explored his head, its chin resting on the top of Rand's head, beautiful to the face of natural products, also with a silly, large dog-like pure expression, but it looks Simon’s eyes are like watching an object without life, without any emotion.

Simon felt the hair behind his neck erect one by one.

This Munster, like a large dog, is even more terrifying than Simon's violent appearance.

Because before, in order to save Rand, it might also think about the survival value of Simon.

Now, after Rand is out of danger... As long as the young black man gives orders, Simon can guarantee that the monster will not hesitate to tear himself into pieces.

How foolish is he to mistakenly think that it has not undergone a torture course, and the danger will be reduced?

A drop of cold sweat fell slowly along Simon's forehead.

"I think, you have some misunderstandings."

He dryly said to the young man with a gentle smile.

"I never thought about it, or tried to do anything that hurts you before and after."

......

There was no change in the smile on Rand's face—it was like painting on his face.

After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly put down the gun in his hand.

"Sorry, I seem to have done extra things. In fact, I don't need a gun." He said, "As long as there is Munster, I can still take your life with ease."

He patted Munster's head.

Simon felt his throat stagnate, and he shuddered and raised his hand, touching his throat—a wet tentacle was tied to his throat, and the toxins it had released before made Simon’s skin paralyzed. He didn't even notice this at all.

When is it from?

Rand slowly sat up from the bed with his legs on the edge of the window.

He carefully placed the gun back in Simon's bedside table, which was where it stayed. Then he unveiled his bandages, just as Simon expected, and Rand recovered quickly, but not much. The newly grown skin was much whiter than normal skin, and the edges were visible to the naked eye. scar.

"Oh, listen, Rand Severus, every word I just said is true. I know, you are not the kind of person who will hurt others, so..."

Simon soon found that his fingertips did not have any touch, which made his cold sweat more powerful.

"I am sorry for the things I did to you, but, Simon Moi, I know what you are doing, is the plan of Sai? Is it right? Why do you think that I will ignore you before this? What harm does the creature cause? Also, why do you think that I am not the kind of person who hurts others?"

The smile disappeared little by little from Rand's face, and his voice became cold and blunt.

"If there is no Vinson, I may have other choices, but I have to save him, and you are too dangerous... Sorry, I may have to..."

Simon saw that Rand gave Munster some hint.

He didn't actually feel any pain, but from the increasingly rapid breathing and the gradual blurring of his vision, the **** tentacles on his neck should be tightened.

Nothing more to think about, Simon completely lost the grace and momentum that he had tried to maintain in front of Rand. His hands were shaking in the air, and his voice was squeaky and pointed out of his throat.

"... Wait, Rand, listen to me! I have the same purpose as you! No matter what it was, but I know it now, the plan must stop! And I can help you out." Listen, hey, listen to Rand! The reason why I saved you before is because of this, I want to make up for the mistakes I made before. If you kill here, the military will definitely realize that it is wrong... ”

His voice is as ridiculous as Donald Duck, and the word order is chaotic, which can be said to be nonsense.

However, while he was talking, his breathing became much smoother.

"Snapped--"

After a little while, something fell wet on the ground and made a faint voice.

Simon gasped and gasped, leaning against the railing of the wheelchair, looking at the ground, a tentacle still twitching. He touched his neck again, his skin was smooth... The touch of his fingers was back.

On the other side, Rand’s eyes were indifferent.

"You can help me save Vinson..."

He repeated it again.

Simon desperately nodded.

"Yes, whether you believe it or not... The Serbian plan has hurt too many people... whether it is active or passive, as long as it is stained, everyone will fall into misfortune. The US military now has the only The scorpion experiment, only Vinson left - and they need more scorpion experiments, they are taking debris from Vincent's body, trying to infect normal American soldiers through the scorpion shards... this is crazy It!"

Simon said with a blue face.

"This is impossible!"

Rand Light felt a bit of physiological nausea when he heard the plan. He couldn't imagine that there would be such a madness in the world. But Simon's next words completely shattered his illusions.

"Why do you think I will be here? On a boat? Let me tell you the truth. Of the 160 crew members on board, nearly 90 people were deliberately selected to be infected. They are part of the guinea pig that went to Alaska for follow-up trials... I don't know if the same boat is heading to Alaska, I only know that I have to stop this thing. Rand, you ruined the darkness too much, I didn’t leave much information for the US government. The idiots are different from the deep white. They have been studying Serbia for so many years. They know the danger of this thing, but the idiots don’t know, they can only see the text. Sen, a human being, was eroded by the celluloid cells and turned into a powerful biological weapon... ignorance produced courage, and after they accepted the rest of the experiment, the situation simply became out of control. I need your help, Rand, all Samuel, even a piece of debris should not be left in the hands of humans... If you still don't trust me, you can inject me with the fragments of the scorpion, and you are not fully human. You kind of special abilities as well, right? You can hack my way of thinking then ...... "

"To shut up."

Rand interrupted Simon.

He moved his fingers slightly, Munster hugged him and then reached the ceiling.

"I will come back to you again."

Rand left this sentence.

He and Munster then left Simon's room.

After a few moments, Simon rushed to the corridor, but only for such a short moment, they seemed to be integrated into the air, leaving nothing behind.

"Simon?"

A dry voice rang behind Simon.

He jerked back and saw Ryan's face.

The detective looked awkward. He was very rare and did not shave. There was a scum on the chin.

He stared at Simon intently and then spoke.

"I thought for a long time... I didn't have the experience of falling in love with my peers before, I mean, I am not gay." He licked his lips.

"I know, this is normal..." Simon absentmindedly waited for Ryan's next rejection.

"But I later found out that if the object is you, I can accept it."

"..."

After a while, Simon slowly realized what Ryan was saying.

He looked up in horror, but he saw the horrific agent's slightly red face.

"I love you too, Simon, this is my answer."

Ryan said.

He held Simon's shoulder with his hand and then put his face together.

......

Damn it.

This is the only word floating in Simon's head.

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