Pregnant with the son of a rich and powerful boss, he tried his best to coax her

At the beginning, his experimental subjects were just common mice and macaques.

Gradually, it developed to include some death row prisoners who were smuggled out of prison.

But gradually, he discovered that children, whose bodies were the cleanest and had not been exposed to any pollution, were the best experimental subjects.

He was born to be a person at the top of the pyramid. Although he usually appears to be kind and compassionate, he is actually very cold and ruthless in his bones.

In his eyes, the lives of ordinary people are no different from those of mice and macaques in the laboratory.

As Christmas approaches, the streets are decorated with lights and the festive atmosphere is already beginning to take shape.

Elliot disguised himself as a follower and followed his men. He had just completed a transaction with the small family that was said to be founded by the defectors of the Teng tribe, and now he had a batch of fresh poisonous insects in his hands.

He took a look at the quality of the poisonous insects and was very satisfied. When he was about to leave, he saw one of the other party's men coming out with a package. He opened it and showed it to their boss, with a look of regret on his face.

He had good eyesight, and although the other party only opened it for a moment, he could see it clearly.

Inside the package was a newborn dead baby with a purple face.

The other boss frowned, cursed softly, then waved his hand and told his men to take it out and feed the dog.

For some reason, Elliot suddenly felt a little uncomfortable and spoke for the first time.

"I wonder if you can give us that thing as a bonus. We are willing to increase the purchase price by 1% next time we trade."

The other boss was surprised for a moment and looked up at him standing in the last row.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the leader who was sitting opposite them. He saw that although a hint of surprise flashed across the leader's face, he did not express any objection.

Then he asked, "Why do you want a dead baby?"

Elliot's thin red lips, hidden under half of the mask, curled up slightly.

"My faith does not allow me to see this kind of thing and not stop it. I just want to help find a good place to bury it."

"Shh... fake moralism!"

The other boss smiled sarcastically and gestured to his men behind him.

"give him."

It's just a dead baby, but it can be exchanged for 1% profit, so his death is worthwhile.

It was worth it that he had been looking forward to this child for a long time.

……

Came to a remote grassy and rocky beach.

The subordinate asked Elliot, "Are you really going to bury him?"

They didn't know why the young master suddenly had an idea, but he always had his reasons for doing things, so they usually didn't ask too many questions.

However, this inexplicable death of the baby really left them puzzled.

According to them, if the young master couldn't bear to see this thing thrown to the dogs, wouldn't it be better to just bring it out now and burn it in a fire?

Why bother digging a hole?

Elliot looked at this dead oriental baby with obviously black hair and yellow skin, wondering what he was thinking.

Finally, he sighed and said, "Bury it."

He remembered that Oriental people seemed to attach great importance to being buried in peace.

In his more than ten years of life experience, he rarely felt a trace of compassion, and he always wanted to see things through to the end.

Resigned to their fate, they found a shovel and started digging a hole.

Then, at the young master's instruction, he found a wooden box that was half a meter square.

Just as he opened the package and was about to throw the dead baby in, his men suddenly cried out.

"Master, he...he he he...he is still alive..."

No one expected that the dead baby, whose body was already blue and stiff, suddenly took a breath, then opened its mouth and cried like a kitten.

Elliot stared at the child, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

But in just two seconds, he became disgusted with the other person's crying too ugly, and his expression became extremely cold and indifferent.

Finally, he only said, "Since he's alive, send him to the laboratory."

His compassion was too precious to be given to a lowly little baby.

It was a ready-made guinea pig, and it was worth the 1% price he paid to buy it.

……

It was three years later when I saw the little boy numbered 052 again.

Eliot's world is so wonderful and rich that he has long forgotten that little episode.

Even if I thought about it for a moment, I would have believed that the baby who had luckily survived had already died from the various cruel toxin experiments in the laboratory.

One time, Eliot had a new inspiration and drove to the laboratory alone to practice it despite the late night.

However, when the macaque that had just been injected with the new poison was being examined physically, the macaque suddenly jumped up, broke free from its restraints, and rushed out of the testing room.

During the chase, Elliot was almost bitten by the poisoned macaque...

At that time, his pupils constricted.

There is no antidote for the poison in the macaque's body, and this new type of poison is extremely destructive to the human body.

At first, he didn't dare to conduct experiments directly on human bodies, for fear that the body couldn't bear it and would collapse immediately after being poisoned.

At the critical moment, a child rushed over from the side and hugged the macaque tightly.

"33...33...I finally found you..."

Elliot took the opportunity to take a big step back, and then decisively fired a shot of anesthetic at the macaque.

"what--"

When the little boy saw that the macaque was no longer moving, he screamed and then burst into tears.

“33…33…what’s wrong with you?…Don’t die…Don’t die…”

Elliot was terrified at the time and quickly called security to take both the macaque and the little boy away.

Afterwards, he found out that the macaque numbered 33 was the best friend of the little boy numbered 052.

Elliot randomly picked one from a group of healthy macaques, and unexpectedly he picked number 33.

"Can humans and monkeys be good friends?" Elliot asked jokingly.

The subordinate nodded and answered honestly, "052 is a little different. He doesn't get along well with other children of his kind, but he gets along quite well with the small animals in the zoo."

"He seems to have a natural affinity for animals, and those small animals are willing to play with him."

"Oh, there is such a thing?"

Elliot was researching many topics at the same time. This poison laboratory was just a spur-of-the-moment creation. He didn't come here often, so naturally he couldn't pay attention to these things.

His men took him to visit the breeding farm.

Here, children are raised like animals.

Of course, it's not so cruel as to keep them in cages.

To conduct poison experiments, the human body needs to be in the healthiest physical condition.

So Eliot created a large space that simulated the natural environment, similar to a zoo, allowing the children to grow freely with the animals.

Elliot saw the little boy from a distance. Because macaque No. 33 was taken back to the testing room, he was thrown back here by someone.