Mermaid Effect

United States

Washington

Deep White Technology Bio Headquarters

Clive Sandford and Theodore Confort stood in a silver-coloured elevator.

Clive pulled a badge from his chest and brushed it on the sensor. A false face of artificial AI emerged from the spherical projection.

"Doctor Clive Sandford, Nurse of Theodore Confort, confirms identity."

After the mechanical and flat sound, its tone became lively.

"Good evening, your destination is - the 144th floor, intensive care unit, top secret, confidentiality level aaa."

It reveals a smile on the two human faces that are expressionless, but no one cares about it.

The elevator made a very slight "beep" and then started to go up.

The current time is shown on the LCD projection, at 3:40 in the morning.

This is the last turn of the late night medical class.

The entire Deep White Bio-Headquarters building is quiet like a tomb, and the icy artificial light source of the elevator and the induction light that lights up when people pass by are like some kind of soul in this cold and huge building.

Clive and Theodore's face were all fiercely discolored, and as the elevator door slid open on both sides, they couldn't help but look at each other and then walked up the hallway.

The medical cart in the hands of Theodoreya slightly deviated from the straight line because of her nervousness, and the needle jumped in the iron plate.

"Calm down!"

Clearly a subtle voice, Clive jumped like a frightened hamster, then he lowered his voice and said to his nurse with a facial expression.

"Hold, sorry, doctor."

Theodoresia was filled with tears in her eyes, and she apologized in English with a strong Spanish accent, with a hint of whimpering in her voice.

She is still a young nurse with dark skin and curly long dark hair – how much Clive loved her wonderful appearance and empty brain, but now she looks at her, but his heart is full of temper and disgust.

Oh, **** it.

He cursed in his heart and began to wonder if he was picking this brainless nurse to do this thing really right.

But in addition to the stupid and blind person of Dosia, he could not find a better agitator.

Clive stretched out his thick, short fingers and pressed his nose. This is what he did when he was extremely nervous... Of course, he was not even aware of this now immersed in his own thoughts. .

Then they passed several levels and passed through a pass card that was invalidated that day. There were no bodyguards, no human staff, and some were cold machines. Clive has no doubt that if there is any progress in the development of medical robots recently, I am afraid that he will not even let him and the people like Theodosius approach the room...

The top secret intensive care unit at the end of the corridor.

Of course, considering the guests in that ward, Clive felt that this was not difficult to understand.

Before the last door opened, Clive stopped and he wiped the sweat of his palm on the white doctor's robe without a trace.

"Listen, Dosia." He squirmed his lips and said very quietly to the woman around him, his extramarital affair. "This is an excellent opportunity, you can't swear it, you know?"

He felt that the woman should have nodded, but he did not look at it. In fact, that paragraph was what he said to himself.

He pressed the badge onto the sensor.

The cold, metal gate, which was about 12.5 cm thicker than the bank vault, slipped silently in front of them.

The unusually cold air rushed out like the cold wave of the Arctic.

Vincent Sifus pale* lies in a quirky transparent medical warehouse.

The actual height has two floors, and the huge ward confuses him and the pile of medical equipment that surrounds him.

However, this is not the case.

Dr. Clive gave Theodora a look, and the two of them slowly approached him.

Only when you really walk into the current Vincent Sifus, can you feel the fear that can only be felt when facing non-humans... even if you are a doctor, Clive is not the first time to see Vincent The appearance of Sifus, he still felt a trace of fear and horror to this man.

His medical warehouse is more like a slender, sloping pipe.

The total length is more than three meters.

In the upper part, Vincent Sifus belongs to the human body lying on a dry cushion, but in the lower part of the medical warehouse, the pale yellow unidentified liquid infiltrates him as if it is naughty by the hand of God. Legs.

Starting from the root of the leg, his current legs are nearly two meters in length. The normal human should have joints that are degraded to the extent that the naked eye is difficult to see. His legs are not full of thumb-sized blue scales, and both legs are strong. Close together, a translucent film covers his legs. His soles began to deform, and the toes began to lengthen, and the forks began to show obvious ankles between the toes and the toes.

The monitor emits a regular drip sound next to his sleeping face. Seven bags of different injections hang from his medical compartment and are injected directly into various parts of his body through a number of fixed syringes. .

"Oh, God……"

Theodosiya couldn't help but pray when he saw Vincent.

"He looks more serious than the last time."

she says.

"To shut up."

Clive said coldly.

He walked over and began to record the data of Vincent Sifus: twice as much body temperature as normal people, about two beats per minute...

Clive couldn't help but look at Vinson's face as he recorded it.

Oh, is this man named Vincent Sifus really a human?

In the heart of Dr. Clive, there is an indelible question.

When he entered the last data, he found that Theodora, who should start changing the injection, still stood far away.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

He shouted sternly.

Dosia's body trembled.

"I, I am scared, doctor, there are already a few people who have been hurt by him, when they are close to him - they say that when he wakes up, he will go crazy for unknown reasons..."

"He's just unconscious." Clive felt a sinking heart. "And this time they put him in a protective cover that is stronger than bulletproof glass. Come over, this is the last time, think about us later. life."

He said.

Theodoresia twitched and pushed the car over. She tried to put Vinson on a new infusion bag - but it was stopped by Clive.

"Wait, get that thing out," he said.

His stupid little nurse was almost crying, but she eventually took the "thing" out of her body as he said.

It was disguised as a tampon to sneak into this heavily guarded intensive care unit.

After peeling off the outer disguise, there are some things that should only appear in spy movies.

A mini high precision camera with some special liquid samplers.

Clive first photographed the outer casing of the infusion bag with a camera. Of course, there were only some special shorthand characters that were difficult to understand. In order to block the news that Vincent Sifus was in serious sequelae due to human test products, the upper layer spent a lot of effort to isolate everyone's news. As a veteran doctor, Clive can only know some of Vincent's physiological data. As for what happened to him and what the indescribable infusion is, he didn't know.

And he can be sure that the experimenters who have deployed these special infusion liquids in this building will never know who their real users are.

Thinking of it, he frowned, then took out the special sampler and placed it on the infusion bag.

"Doctors!"

Theodore Sizzling screamed.

"What the **** are you doing?!"

"Shut up, those people will not be satisfied with some photos of inexplicable infusion bags, they need more specific news."

Clive said with a blue face.

That's right, "they."

The official spokesperson of the deep white claimed that Vincent Sifus had an unfortunate accident when skiing in Switzerland. The public is in sympathy for this mysterious but powerful white-headed man, but as time goes by, more people are eager to move his position underneath. At the same time, the deep-seated competitors are also eager to get the real reason for Vinson Sifus.

Clive doesn't know which one is hiring him, but he can be sure that once Vinson's physical condition is truly exposed to the public, Deep will certainly suffer a serious loss - and he is more certain. Yes, that person gave him a lot of money to make him completely unable to refuse.

What's more, those people also said that they can provide him with a false identity.

He can easily live the luxury life that he dreams of, but the cost is just to take a few photos, by the way, take some samples of Vincent's treatment drugs.

That's it.

Clive took a deep breath and forced himself to think about those wonderful futures.

He quickly sampled all the infusion bags and delayed a little bit of time - Theodore the idiot was just crying beside him.

“The code states that you must change the infusion bag on time...and there is a dose...”

"How many times do I have to say, shut up." Clive said rudely, he pushed the woman away, and irritatedly pressed the infusion bag into the card slot. He also looked at his watch. "It’s less than a minute late, don’t you be so nervous? You make me have a headache.”

He once again determined the time... It was only a short time since the failure of the badge, and he had to hurry.

So he quickly re-accepted all the equipment and forced Itosia to plug it back, while the latter, although she was just an empty nurse, was still angry because of the rudeness in Clive's mouth.

There was a small quarrel between the two of them that was deliberately depressed.

So that the two of them did not notice the movement behind them.

"咔嚓-咔嚓-"

That is the glass is overwhelmed under heavy pressure.

A pale hand trembled in the medical warehouse and then yanked the syringes that had penetrated into his body.

The needle with blood was pulled straight out.

Under the long hair of silver, the four bright red eyes turned a bit, aiming at the humanoid creatures that radiated heat outside the medical warehouse...