The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 235 Ch.234 Daniel Heffer

That night, Isaac Brown, the most famous surgeon of the day.

He wore a gorgeous suit, a high silk hat, a pocket watch and a cane.

Jump down from the roof of the fourth floor.

The wife looked down through the window with tears streaming down her face.

She watched him fall to the ground covered with sharp rocks, his flesh bursting open to reveal his vertebrae.

His face was drowsy as if he had just woken up, and it seemed that the jump had made him lose his memory. He tried to support himself with both hands and sit up.

Then, a vertebra broke and he fell face first onto his knees.

He crawled forward, but after climbing no more than four or five feet he found a rock point that offered an easy grasp, rested his chin on it, and did not move again.

Her son struggled in her arms, crying and shouting, his heart breaking.

'Father! ’

he yelled.

The servants lit oil lamps and walked hurriedly.

"Madam! Madam! The master—"

The wife wiped the tears from her face and smiled sadly: "…He was called by the benefactor and went to heaven."

But those who commit suicide cannot go to heaven...

The servant thought.

Everyone was called up and went downstairs.

Mary Brown just hugged her son tightly in her arms and stared quietly at the blood spreading in the darkness.

"Father is dead..." the son murmured: "Father is dead..."

The wife's tears dried up, she stopped sobbing, and her eyes moved dully to the son in her arms.

She loosened her arms, took a few steps back, lifted her skirt, and half-knelt in front of her son.

Look at the boy level.

The voice was cold.

"Don't call him father."

she says.

click-

A loud thunder roared in the dark night, splitting the heavy shell above my head.

The son looked confused, with his mother holding his shoulders with both hands, and he didn't know what to do.

"Call him Mr. Brown."

she said again.

The rustling sound of footsteps rolled across the carpet and came behind him without him knowing.

one…

Tall man.

Short hair, thin, eyes shining in the dark room.

"here you go."

His voice was hoarse and high, like an unskilled violinist trying to show off his bow skills: "Come into my arms, darling."

He opened his arms.

So the woman stood up and threw herself into his arms like a bird returning to its nest.

Holding his waist, half sobbing and half acting coquettishly.

"I miss you so much, Daniel...I miss you all the time..."

The man patted Mary's back gently, his bright red lips stretched out, and he gently bit the woman's hair with his two rows of snow-white teeth. He squinted his eyes and sniffed hard.

'hiss…'

Pain, joy and long wait mixed into a desperate madness——

"I love you Daniel!"

Daniel Heffer was not in a hurry. He stroked the woman's back and head gently, like comforting a pet dog that had not seen its owner for a long time. He patted her cheek and made a sound of praise as an invitation to play when she pounced on him.

"Don't worry, dear, don't worry."

But the woman was almost crazy.

"I love you! I love you! I love you deeply! Daniel..."

She bit the man's skin very gently, struggling, and expecting her master to treat her roughly.

"Yeah, yeah, of course."

Daniel Heffer laughed.

He likes the underdog.

He liked to eat their skin and flesh, starting from the skin and flesh, all the way to the tendons and bones. After turning over everything, he could feel the pumping feeling from his heart - real, genuine sincerity from flesh and blood.

Flesh and blood cannot deceive. "You are stronger than the strong and weaker than the weak, Mary."

The woman said vaguely: "…I am only weaker than you, Daniel."

The man finally hugged her tightly.

The pure silver holy cross in the room emitted a faint halo in the moonlight.

Today's track is: The Servant's Scream.

The accompaniment is: the boy's crying.

There is a mechanical self-playing violin, a new type of self-playing piano with large and small gears arranged and rotating and then falling one by one, a hymn in the throat of a female hound, torn skin as drum skin, and the deceitful wail as a trombone.

Daniel Heffer grew poisoned spikes, and the gears turned as he laughed.

Mechanical hum.

停？
no no.

Just change the direction, a direction that is easier to see the blood in the moonlight above the earth below.

quick?
no no.

It's just a slow beat as an interlude so that each of them can hear the other's confused and madness.

Then the caliper locks.

The overheated emotions made the bones and throat ring together. This divine torture and the boy's sobbing made the already sacred even more sacred!

Daniel Heffer stood on the crest of the wave, raised his head and shouted:

"Praise be to the Father of all!"

The moonlight cast a hazy and attractive veil over his gloomy yet seductive temperament.

Mary stroked his angular face, laughing foolishly and shouting along:
“Praise the Benefactor!”

The boy hid in the gap between the bed and the cupboard, huddled together.

He saw his mother's pupils dilate until they took on a strange color - she rested her chin on the man's shoulder, but suddenly turned her head to look at him.

The red lips parted, and she spoke words from hell:
'My son...'

'This is our real future.'

The boy suffocated.

With a long sigh, the room became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The boneless ones are completely boneless, like a fragile dead branch, or like plump petals.

It was a contradictory, incomprehensible, and trembling sight.

"My Daniel..."

"You have always been excellent, Mary." Daniel gently picked up Mary and put her on the chair.

The atmosphere eased a bit.

After that, Daniel spoke calmly:
"This time, someone lost a lot of money."

Mary straightened her dress and frowned when she heard the voice: "You said it was a scam..."

"It's a scam, but there are too many fools in this world. Chloe and Heffer were indeed not involved, but the Heyman family..."

Daniel put his hands behind his back and slowly walked to the bed, into the moonlight.

At this time, the boy who covered his mouth discovered it.

The man's metallic skin was revealed from his messy sleeves.

"The stupid Marvolo Heyman, the greedy Marvolo Heyman, the blinded Marvolo Heyman..."

"Forty thousand pounds lost..."

Daniel said bitterly: "The old guy should go where he belongs..."

For example, a cemetery.

Mary stood up from the chair at some point, gently hugged her lover from behind, and said softly: "...Then kill him."

Daniel snorted.

"My 'two fathers' wouldn't allow it."

Marvolo Heyman is the head of the Heyman family. In addition to his dull and arrogant mind, he also plays a different role for Chloe and Hever.

Heyman is one layer of buffer, and other families are another layer of buffer.

These layers of flesh and blood brick walls were erected high to prevent the roaring waves from rushing towards Chloe and Heffer.

The man squeezed the soft hand on his waist and said softly:

"Many people in Chloe's family died because of something - and recently my dear brother, Mince Chloe..."

Mary leaned her face against his back.

"…You're always the best, Daniel."

Daniel stroked the woman's fingers and looked at the red-stained ground downstairs with a gloomy expression.

(End of this chapter)