The Siren's Sleeping Beauty [Comprehensive British and American]

All the faucets in the small bathroom were turned on, and the three streams of water kept rushing.

It is said that it has been opened for several hours, and the water has overflowed to the outside.

Steve, who was dusty and dusty, even his clothes were casually put on a coat over his combat uniform, stepped on his shoes and got wet almost immediately.

"Angus?" Steve pushed open the bathroom door and called softly. Angus, who was curled up in the simple bathtub, moved, turned his head to look at him, and then buried himself in the water again. at every turn.

Steve's heart tightened at that glance, the eyes were so strange, like when he first saw Angus.

He approached quickly, touched his hair, and couldn't quite believe that this was Angus who had not been away for a long time in the morning.

Before he left, Angus was still the same, how long has it been?

After asking a few words, but getting no response, Steve clenched his hands, turned and walked out.

Even though it has been repeatedly confirmed that Angus himself has no problems, he is even much healthier than ordinary people.But in the next few days, the pain he felt has gradually developed from the initial back pain to symptoms covering the whole body.

Although he is not very lively, Angus is sick all day long, and it is really uncommon for Angus to appear in a trance.

Because the symptoms were mostly concentrated during the day, Angus didn't change much at night except that he was mentally ill.Every time he asked about it, Angus acted indifferent and nothing serious, so Steve didn't realize how serious it was until he received direct contact from Charles.

It's also a lot of things recently.

I found something very wrong about the recently rising fishing company, and Natasha discovered that the drug dealer secretly has a very secret relationship network. As for whether the other people on this network are the same as the one they are investigating The matter is still being explored.

He and Bucky also conducted on-the-spot investigations for the addresses of several factories that have been confirmed. In order not to startle the enemy, they just kept a close watch. Bucky has complained many times that he has no time to rest.

The time is getting tighter and tighter, trying to find time to go home at night, Steve can only rest for about three hours at most.

This time, it was Angus who showed direct aggressive behavior. Charles frankly confessed Angus's recent daytime situation, and he realized the seriousness of the matter.

According to Charles, Angus became unwilling to speak and could not listen to others.I don't want to move, and even gradually start to anorexia, my mood becomes more and more unstable, and I am very repulsive to the approach of others.

This time Hank was in a hurry and wanted to draw his blood for another test, but was directly attacked by Angus. Although it didn't happen, it was not a good sign.

Walking out of his dormitory, closing the door gently, Steve looked at Hank who was holding an ice pack to his head, and said sorry.

"It's okay." Hank put down his hand, a little embarrassed, "Actually, I tripped and hit the cabinet. What Charles said was too exaggerated."

Steve twitched the corner of his mouth, but after all, it was because Angus made an action similar to an attack omen that Hank reflexively dodged and finally tripped.

"Hank, Angus has never been aggressive before." Charles was not as optimistic as Hank.

"You have been following Angus's situation, and your judgment has been delayed recently." Charles' face became serious, "You shouldn't have noticed something wrong with him."

Hank didn't speak, and moved his shoulders, as if feeling unwell.

Charles frowned: "What we need to be responsible for is the safety of everyone in this academy."

"What if Angus didn't attack you this time, but directly affected everyone in the academy? You know he can do it, especially since I'm not in the academy recently, so I can't stop it in time."

Hank was a little bit embarrassed by the words.

Steve glanced at Charles. In Angus's state, even if he wanted to protect him, he still needed to consider the actual situation.

Charles' words were harsh, but he was right.

Interrupting Charles, Steve said, "I don't think he's okay."

He didn't want to repeat this kind of question, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt that Angus was sick, and it was still very serious.

"But no matter how we checked, we really didn't find any problems." Hank was also a little anxious.

Charles glanced at the dormitory: "His thinking is also very confused, almost closed. I don't know how to let him hear what I said. He seems to be disturbed by some louder voice."

"Maybe the professor is right, he really needs some isolation measures." Hank was silent for a while, lowering his eyelids.

"isolation?"

"I don't know where he was influenced, but the easiest way is to change the environment he is in recently and see how it will develop. This is the most stupid way." Hank squeezed the phone in his hand An ice pack, "In his state, it's not suitable for him to stay in a crowded place."

Steve looked back at the dormitory door, and it seemed that no matter which side it was, the complexity of the matter was gradually increasing.

"I'll take him back for a while, he doesn't seem to feel anything at night." Steve put his hands on his waist, "I don't know what will happen at home during the day."

"I generally don't support so-called psychotherapy, but maybe he will feel better when he is with you." Charles interjected.

"Yeah." Steve responded casually, without loosening his brows.

The only bad thing is that if you stay at X Academy, someone will take care of Angus during the day.Going home, I may not have so much time to be with him now.

It would be great if the pharmacist could be directly arrested, Steve took a deep breath to relieve his gradually rising negative emotions.

To Steve's relief, after completely resting at home, Angus obviously began to gradually recover from his bad state.

I don't know if it's because there are too many sea foams, or it's really some kind of psychotherapy.

"How are you feeling today?" Steve hurried back and walked into the bathroom.

"It's all right." Angus was holding the fish in his mouth, and his spirit hadn't fully recovered, but he was already in the state Steve was familiar with.

Steve sat next to him and looked at it for a while: "Don't you suddenly feel uncomfortable anymore?"

Angus shook his head. He has been in a daze for the past few days and always feels like he is dreaming.Some of the things Steve told himself were not completely unknown to him, but they just felt vague, as if he was just watching others do those things, and he was just watching.

Steve didn't feel much relaxed when he heard this. He hesitated for a while, and finally took out a delicate bottle with a fishtail logo from his pocket.

"Angus, can you tell what's inside?" Steve pinched his nose.

Angus rubbed himself up a bit, and reached out to take the bottle.

"It doesn't matter if I don't know, I just... want to try." Steve rubbed his fingers against the edge of the bathtub.

Angus unscrewed the cap, looked at the milky white and delicate paste inside, suddenly showed a very disgusted expression, and threw the bottle out.

Steve looked at what fell against the wall: "Angus?"

Angus resisted the desire to vomit, and frowned: "It's the fat from the siren's body, from the corpse, a rancid smell."

Sirens have no fixed place to be buried, and they will be sunk into the bottom of the sea at will after death, but no matter where they are thrown, a message about the death of a siren will flow along the sea to very far seas, and almost all creatures living on the bottom of the sea can receive it Upon hearing this news, the siren's body could be completely consumed in less than 4 hours.

There is no such thing as keeping the remains of the Siren, let alone the flesh and blood in this state.

It took Angus a while to realize what it was, it was so disgusting.Death is a serious matter for sirens, but such a thing has seriously desecrated their existence.

"Siren's grease? Or... dead?" Steve's spine shivered.

"Hmm." Angus spat out the fish in his mouth, frowning, showing disgust and disgust.

Seeing that he didn't eat anymore, Steve quickly got up and cleaned up the things that fell on the wall. After making sure that they were washed clean, he took fresh fish and returned to the bathroom and handed it to Angus: "Angus , you should eat more."

Angus turned his back; "I don't want to eat."

Steve hesitated: "Do you still feel sick?"

"Ah."

Steve put down the plate, picked him up from the bathtub, wrapped him in a towel, and brought him to the bedroom: "Sorry, I made you see that."

Angus buried him in his arms, with a rare weakness in his movements.

Steve felt almost sour and distressed for a moment; "Angus, I'm really sorry."

"Steve, I feel very bad." Angus was silent for a while, and said in a muffled voice, "Something is very wrong."

Steve pursed his lips tightly, his face was rare and gloomy where Angus couldn't see it.

It's really bad.

Because Natasha was famous at the drug dealer, Steve asked her to follow the woman who seemed to be "wearing siren skin" mentioned by Angus before, to see if she could find any unexpected discoveries.

But Natasha said that the woman had no problems other than being a bitch. As for the bottle, she thought the skin care product seemed to be very useful, so she couldn't find it anyway, so she just took it.

Originally, the fishtail logo was a bit of a coincidence. Although it felt wrong, Steve didn't think about it.

It wasn't until today that they discovered that the apothecary had ordered the same fishtail brooch with a bouquet of flowers and delivered it to an unknown address.

Because he sent it directly to his bodyguards, Bucky has already followed, and it is not known where it was sent.

On the other hand, Natasha brought a few hired people to the door to question the woman in the name of anti-narcotics.In the end, it was determined that she just got an unlisted sample from a not-so-known beauty company from an acquaintance. It is said that it is a very effective skin care product in internal evaluation.

Steve was worried about Angus who was alone at home, so he came back with samples first.Although he guessed that it must be related, but when it was confirmed, he was still in an extremely bad mood.

Now following this line, they can be sure that they have discovered another emerging company that has a close relationship with the Sirens. This time it is not pharmaceuticals, but the beauty industry.

If all the information they know so far is strung together, and the drug dealer's hidden relationship network exists like this, the huge shadow of interests based on the flesh and blood of the Sirens will be particularly shocking.

He was ready to put the fishing company he secretly investigated into the key target of the investigation. If they really had sufficient material sources, then that suspicious fishing company would be Steve's first suspect.

After guarding Angus for a while, Steve turned out and called Howard.

"cap?"

"Howard, I need your help."

"Just say it."

"I need recent emerging companies, similar to the kind of companies that are very wealthy and have signs of rapid rise. It is best to list the manufacturing industry or other industries."

"Pharmacy, cosmetics," Steve let himself think about all the special things about Angus, "decoration, even armor, new materials and other industries are especially needed."

"OK." Although Howard felt strange, he didn't ask, "It won't take too long."

"Thank you."

Steve hung up the phone slowly and put his hand on his lips.

Sirens have lived peacefully on the bottom of the sea for nearly a thousand years, why have so many variables appeared only recently?Is it related to Angus' exposure in front of people?

What role does the most suspicious hydra play in it? ...What about myself?

Steve didn't want to think deeply about the key points.

Standing in the living room for a while, Steve let out a slow breath and pulled himself together.

Approaching the bedroom, Angus didn't move.

"Angus," Steve said, sitting next to him, "why don't the sirens like humans? Do you know why?"

Angus turned his head to look at him, clenched his fingers in the quilt, and his drowsy mind suddenly remembered the taboo that all sirens knew.

"There are too many of you, and you went into the sea. We were squeezed into the deep sea by you." Angus turned his face away, and his voice was drowned in the pillow, a little fuzzy.

"...Is that so?" Steve hesitated for a moment, and the pager on his body rang, and Steve glanced at it.

Bucky followed someone.

"Angus, I went out first, it might be a little late to come back at night."

"Yes." Angus replied.

Steve leaned over and kissed him, hurried back and hurried away.

Angus touched the part of himself that had just been kissed after Steve left, then looked at his hand, squeezed it tightly and then let it go.

Is it true that it will become weak and eventually die?But until now, there was no problem.

Angus pursed his lips, sat up, stayed for a while, lifted the quilt, and disappeared in place.

X Academy.

Hank was going to sleep in the laboratory again. After working at his desk for a long time, he raised his head and pinched his nose.

Looking at the white ceiling, he fell into deep thought, thought of something, slowly got up, and walked to a lounge separated from the laboratory. There was no bed in it, only a huge fish tank.

As he approached, the eyelashes of the siren floating in the bathtub moved, and slowly opened his eyes. His dark green eyes were distracted and lifeless.

Hank raised his hand to touch the light blue glass: "It's you, isn't it?"

The siren's pupils were slack and not focused at all, Hank smiled wryly: "Why am I asking you?"

"Are you in pain?" Hank murmured in a low voice, obviously accustomed to facing that empty and almost terrifying sight.

A soft singing sounded, very faint, almost inaudible.And the only one who could hear it was Hank.

"Can you hear it?" Hank leaned closer to the glass, "What are you thinking? Angus said you have no thoughts, do you really not?"

The siren closed its eyes again, floating slightly, lifeless.

Hank raised his hand and rubbed his temple, feeling dazed.He walked away, took his own report, and recorded today's observations.

The time to open the eyes is extended to about 10 seconds, and the duration of the meaningless sound is still about 5 seconds, and the purpose is unknown.

Stopping writing, Hank looked at the red-tailed siren in the fish tank, and fell into a long silence: "Although it's just a possibility... sorry, I may not be able to protect you anymore."

After standing and watching for a while, he put down the observation report in his hand, untied his coat, and walked to Charles' office.

After he turned around, the siren in the fish tank opened his eyes for the second time, and the slack pupils tightened and loosened at high frequency, and finally loosened into a ball again, lost their vitality, and closed slowly.

The author has something to say: Take your time and hold on! !Some people are worried about the captain who was ruthlessly abandoned, but that captain is in the future, come one by one, don't worry [smile]

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