deformed bone

Isaac's lips parted and closed, but no sound came out.

He felt as if he had been dragged into an absurd nightmare, and this nightmare made him unable to think about it—Joyce described many things quite vaguely, but the hidden meaning behind his words made him Isaac broke out in a cold sweat involuntarily.

What Joyce said next almost made Isaac scream out.

"You have a younger brother named Calvin."

Isaac's body trembled suddenly.

"He had nothing to do with it—"

Isaac said in a low voice.

"I hope so too." Isaac didn't know if he was too nervous or sensitive, but Joyce even sounded sympathetic when he said this.

"But neither of you and I can actually escape the truth. At least, the reality is so severe that there is no way for people to continue to hide the peace—" Joyce said, "Obviously, the 'Angel' was trying to find a way before he died. His offspring is left in this world, a child who has inherited all his special abilities and has successfully possessed a human-acceptable, even obsessed appearance. We even suspect that that child is the 'angel' itself. After abandoning the old After the old expelling shell that was not suitable for the external environment, he obtained a brand new and evolved body through a new method."

"Shut up... Calvin, he..."

Ai Zac's expression changed and he stopped talking.

Joyce went on: "Calvin, yes, Calvin, the first and most perfect angel of Adventism... When he was born, the whole experiment was buried. No one could have imagined, like An existence like him will appear in front of the world in such a majestic state." Speaking of this, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Joyce's mouth, "...he should have been well hidden, anonymized, and lived in idyllic existence. "

"..."

Joyce's last sentence obviously meant something, but Isaac just pursed his lips tightly and didn't make any answer.

"I don't want to go around in circles with you, Officer Holden, as I said before, the development of the situation has exceeded everyone's imagination, and we have no time to continue to spend unnecessary spying on each other. Your father is The underworld is so revered that the adopted child, your brother, is well covered up, and without digging into your family background, few would realize that he is the same boy who was named after Daniel Wright many years ago. The escaped 'Holy Son'..."

"He has nothing to do with the mind control bullshit you guys are talking about. He's been careful to live all these years, he's a good boy. The only thing he's different from normal people is that he used to have a damn thing on his back. A bird wing, but he'd cut it off years ago. And he's not some goddamn monster, he's just a regular guy with a lot of luck!"

Isaac finally couldn't help but speak.

"But his brother wasn't."

Joyce said, looking at Isaac sternly.

"We need a face-to-face meeting with your brother. Officer Holden, I want you to realize that we never meant to hurt him. Quite the contrary. The only reason we need to find him as soon as possible is to protect him."

"Protect?"

"Your brother is in great danger."

Joyce sighed.

"We have very definite evidence to prove that the current superpower of the Adventist faction is the second holy son 'Joshua', and 'Joshua' was produced by the Adventist faction with the help of someone... Clone."

"What did you say?!"

Isaac growled uncontrollably.

Joyce made a hushed gesture to him.

"Joshua adored and was enamored of Calvin."

"Wait, he hasn't met Calvin..."

"It's true that Joshua has never seen the real Calvin, but because of this, his admiration, obsession and fanaticism for Calvin have no rationality at all. Over the years, the Adventists have been able to This country is raging like a virus, just to find him... I don't know how your father did it, but he did achieve an almost impossible task. He perfectly covered your brother, so that As for the passage of so many years, the Advent faction has never been able to find him. But..."

"But now, my father is dead." Isaac took up Joyce's words with a pale face, "I still don't understand all of this. Full of admiration, why would you say he's in danger?"

While saying this, Ai Zac still had a weak and struggling look on his face.

Joyce stretched out his hand, and he swiped the document in Isaac's hand to a specific page.

That was the clerical report that after the "angel" left the laboratory, the personnel in charge of the aftermath entered the building for rescue.

It can be said that even after so many years, the strong bloody atmosphere can still seep into the air of reality through the blurred photo scans.Isaac's eyes slid across the photos full of fragments of limbs and blood, and his palms were wet.

"That's why."

Joyce said.

"'Angel' has a natural, cruel instinct. He can't stand any inconsistency between Calvin and his imagined image..."

While talking, the old policeman's mind came up with the messages from his friend who abandoned everything and sneaked into the Advent faction as an undercover agent. The body of the young and beautiful blond boy was piled up like a hill in the ice under the Advent faction headquarters. library.Their bluish-white faces, covered with white frost, are like ghosts, and they always come to Joyce's mind inadvertently.

Joyce felt suffocated.

"And Calvin may be the only person in this world who can fight against that humanoid monster. He is the real seed left by the 'angel' in this world. We need to find him and beg him to help us who have not yet been controlled, Brainwashed people... Think about the woman who committed the massacre at the police station, none of this would have happened if the Adventists hadn't taken her child. And, you know that woman, don't you?"

Isaac's eyes trembled slightly. It was obvious that Joyce had investigated Isaac's past quite clearly, even a little too clearly.

Far beyond what a normal police officer can do.

"Who the hell are you?"

Isaac murmured.

"We're just a bunch of sad, nameless people."

"'anonymous'."

A legendary name hidden in the underground world dimly appeared in Isaac's mind.

Because their stories are so bizarre that even people like Isaac only regard those rumors as urban legends.

He never thought that one day there would actually be an "unknown person" sitting next to him.

And that "nameless person" is trying to get in touch with Calvin through him.

Isaac felt shaken in his heart, but in the end, he still failed to agree to Joyce.

Not only because he was always full of doubts about all this in his heart, but more importantly, from the very beginning...he had no way to connect with Calvin.

This was the iron rule set by Doctor Holden back then, to protect Calvin, and more importantly, to protect himself.

Isaac has always had no hesitation about his father's arrangement, but this time, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

The news provided by Joyce made him feel like he was on pins and needles, and he was eager to send a warning to Calvin...

Beware Adventists.

Watch out for the monster called Joshua.

……

While Isaac and Joyce were talking in the comfort and safety of the State Hospital ward.

In a small city thousands of kilometers away from those two people,

"Well……"

Calvin curled up in the corner of the bed, and suddenly shivered.

It was just a very subtle movement, but it still caught the attention of the people around him.

"what happened?"

A gentle, sweet voice came from behind Calvin.

Immediately afterwards, a cold hand reached out.The man squeezed Calvin's jaw, forcing Calvin to turn around from the bed.

The muddy consciousness withdrew from the sore and heavy body bit by bit from the chaos.

Calvin opened his eyes helplessly, and met the face that he had become very familiar with these days, and even more disgusting.

Reed's face, or rather, "Red Buck's" face.

"You look uncomfortable."

There was a hint of worry in the sweet smile on Red Deer's face, which, combined with his unusually handsome face, could almost make any young man who didn't know the truth shake his mind.

But for Calvin, his existence only brought back that series of disgusting memories.

"There's nothing wrong with me."

Calvin said coldly.

Of course, he wasn't telling the truth.

His entire body was heavy and sore, every muscle screaming for discomfort, especially the parts that had been used during the previous intense exercise.

Although he realized that his body had been carefully cleaned by the other party in the moment of waking up, this did not weaken the extreme nausea brought about by the physical entanglement full of violence, control and coercion.

"Little dove."

"Red Deer" chuckled, stretched out his fingers and kneaded Calvin's lips until Calvin glared at him unbearably.

"Don't look at me like this, you should know that your eyes always make me unable to help myself."

"Red Deer" said softly with an ambiguous smile.

For a moment, Calvin stared at the conspicuous blood vessels on the other's fair and slender neck.

He felt his teeth itching and thirst filling his throat.

The strong sense of disgust made him want to bite off the flesh from the neck of "Red Deer" with his teeth until the other's artery ruptured.

But it's just a fantasy in his mind that doesn't make any sense.

After all, that series of compulsions had, in theory, been sanctioned by Calvin from the start.

Because he made a deal with the evil man in front of him.

An exceptionally stupid, disgusting deal.