【Chapter 892】 Traces of the merman

Vanessa frowned deeply, her eyes full of suspicion. As an arms dealer, she has always been very suspicious and does not trust anyone easily.

Huang Fan ignored her questioning at all, Shi Shiran put the wine glass on the table, shrugged his shoulders and said, "The choice is yours." You can choose to give up, but I guess I'm afraid that the rest of your life will be spent as poor little pets kept by some people. ”

"Are you threatening me?"

"Of course not. Huang Fan shook his head, raised his finger and said, "You can take it as the first piece of advice." ”

"Oh, what about the second piece of advice?" a disdainful smile tugged at the corners of Vanessa's mouth.

"The second piece of advice is that this is my first and last invitation, and there is no doubt that this decision will be the most valuable opportunity of your life and will be enough to change your life. ”

Vanessa is very suspicious, but she is not small in courage and adventurous, otherwise she would not have braved the hail of bullets to transport arms in a war zone. She didn't understand why Huang Fan was so calm.

In her opinion, the composure shown by a person is directly proportional to the power he possesses. And the wealth a person acquires is also directly proportional to the risk he takes.

Soon, the businessman made a decision.

"I am honored to accept your invitation. Vanessa held out her hand and said, "Hope we have a pleasant cooperation." ”

It's so stupid and naïve to cooperate.

Huang Fan smiled and clasped her hand tightly: "This matter is arranged by me." Please be patient and wait for my message and farewell. ”

……

The riots in the ballroom have subsided, and the guests have long since fled. Lu Zheng stretched his arms lazily, walked out of the lounge, met Huang Fan who was going up and down the stairs, and smiled at each other.

The conversation between him and Vanessa couldn't escape Lu Zheng's ears. In fact, the invitation in the second half was the instructions given by Lu Zheng secretly.

Although Vanessa is very beautiful, she can be regarded as a goddess among foreigners. But in Lu Zheng's eyes, she is just a mortal, and what he values more is the resources she has at her disposal.

A villa on Cheryl Street is one of Huang Fan's stops in the capital of Kirishima. Lu Zheng sat on the leather sofa, holding a file in his hand, and Huang Fan stood quietly in front of him.

The file was a message sent by Vanessa via encrypted email two hours after they left the Banquet Castle, and it was also the secret information she had promised.

The first few pages of the intel were devoted to the tense situation in Ruidian and the deployment of some of the forces of the Holy Cult in Valhalla, all provided by the mercenaries controlled by Vanessa.

And the last piece of information aroused Lu Zheng's great interest. Image data shows an icebreaker that has found an unidentified creature in the glacier.

It was a fish-bodied monster, and the name given on the image was Mermaid. After the preliminary test of the instrument, it also has a faint breath of life.

Lu Zheng handed the photo to Huang Fan, Huang Fan glanced at it, and muttered: "If this scale is not blackened due to corrosion and festering, it may be the remnants of the black-fin merman." ”

"It doesn't matter what clan it is, we need him. And, it's alive!"

"Understood, I'll do it immediately!"

"I don't worry about others, you can run it yourself. Lu Zheng thought for a while, took out a dozen or so Whirlpool Dragon's Eyes, and handed them to him: "Take one for it to hang your life first, and you can hold the other two, and you will have time to calm down and enhance some cultivation." ”

More than a dozen Xuantan dragon eyes, each of them is the top elixir in the Dragon Palace, Huang Fan was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty for the reward." ”

"Go ahead. ”

……

In the middle of the night, an icebreaker sails through the Arctic Ocean covered with ice floe, the sea is calm, and the ship seems to be immersed in a milky white fog, and nothing can be seen from ten paces.

Except for a few officers on duty, all of them fell asleep peacefully. Orinoa, who was wearing a heavy winter suit, held a soft scarf on her face, and only showed a pair of eyes, looking at a large block of ice floating in the distance with some melancholy.

She is a volunteer with Green Ocean, who follows expeditions to the Arctic Circle to study the mysterious phenomenon of the aurora. It's just that the closer she gets to the Arctic Circle, the less comfortable she feels.

It was a feeling, a nameless sense of oppression. In the population of the peers, it is the feeling of heaviness created by the air pressure in the Arctic Circle.

But she didn't think it was, and that feeling of oppression not only made her physically uncomfortable, but also made him feel depressed.

A gentle breeze blew, and the fog began to drift in all directions, and the ship creeped slowly along course. Brilliant aurora borealis floated in the sky.

Even the breeze quickly turned to a strong wind, the thick fog turned into a whirlpool, and even the ice crunched and began to move. But the aurora remained unchanged, as if frozen in the sky.

The channel narrowed and narrowed, and the icebreakers had to slow down and clear the ice that was blocking the way. The sun shining on the horizon was engulfed in a curtain of fog until the ship had to stand still for most of the day, careful not to get caught in the ice.

The wind howled, and Orinoah tightened her clothes, remembering the great discovery of their expedition.

A mermaid recorded in a mythological story, although it is dying, the distinctive shape of its body is still fresh in her memory.

They found it in a half-collapsed crevice in the ice, which was covered in a layer of ice. After carefully breaking open the ice shell, they were surprised to find that its body was still at this temperature, and the skin under its cheeks still showed signs of undulating.

This is a live mermaid, a major discovery that is enough to shock the world.

And she, Orinoah, will also be remembered in the annals of history as the main discoverer.

It's just that she can't be happy, there has always been a doubt in her mind that is constantly circling, is there a connection between the dying mermaid and the brilliant and frozen Northern Lights?

"Ollie, Ollie, where are you?"

The voice distorted in the cold wind, and Orinoah stopped thinking and hurried into the cabin. It was a familiar voice, a paleontologist and expedition emergency physician, and a good friend of hers, Dr. Audrey.

In some of the damp and cold cabins, the beds were removed and a makeshift shower bathroom was replaced. And in the middle of the bathroom, a thick plastic film is laid.

On top of the film, the curled mermaid was lying down, and the heated warm water was slowly sprinkled on its body from the shower head.

"What's going on? Audrey?"

"Ollie, it's getting cold again. I have raised the temperature of the water. Dr. Audrey, with thick eyes, squatted on the ground with a stethoscope in her hand, looking anxious.

"Oh my God!

Ollie hurriedly ran over, helpless and said, "We must use all means to save him." ”

"I understand, but ......," Dr. Audrey's eyes were full of frustration, "I've never seen a mermaid, and it's too risky to use our treatment." ”

"But we have to try. ”

"Okay, I'm going to get some medicine right now, you're here watching. ”

After Audrey left, Ollie picked up a towel dipped in warm water and kept helping the mermaid scrub the scales off her body. Suddenly, she heard a vague moan.

The tone was very strange, and Ollie leaned her face over, holding her breath and listening intently. It's just that the wind outside is too strong and whining, and it can't be heard clearly.

Just as she was about to give up, she suddenly heard a sentence: "Tail ...... Tail. ”

ay?ei?

Ollie frowned in thought, her eyes darting over the mermaid, and when her gaze fell on the wrinkled tail fin, a flash of inspiration sparked.

Tail?

Is this Chinese?

Fortunately, she has studied abroad in Huaxia, and according to the current situation, the most likely is the tail fin!

As she carefully flipped open the folded tail fin, her pupils shrank suddenly.

A fist-sized fish scale, blue in color and shining, completely different from the black scales around it.