Chapter 836: ‘Devil’ transaction (1)

Chapter 836 ‘Devil’ Trading (1)
When a model component held by Dr. Frankie suddenly slipped from his hand, everything seemed to be still.
It seems to suddenly become gray, gray without temperature, and like the moment after the explosion, all the sounds are drowned.
Dr. Ferranchi slowly fell to the ground, like weightlessness.
The world was slowing down, his body was a meal, and finally he was lying on the ground. The shock shook his cheeks. Mr. Orphee extended his hand but could not catch it.
"dad!"
"Dr.!!"
The voices of the crowds rushed, and everything became more dazzling. The lights in the study room were bright and bright, just like the sun.
Dr. Ferranci looked at the light on his head, and the faintness in the pupil was fainted, and a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.
He slowly closed his eyes.
......
They are not willing to let Dr. Ferranci’s life die, and he wants to rescue Dr. Ferranci at the last minute.
The traffic in the city has once again become crowded, but the road to the hospital is exceptionally smooth.
Outside the operating room, not only Mr. Orphee, but also the dean of the research institute and a group of anxious researchers. Not long after, another old man of Dr. Ferranci, the curator of the Science Museum, Matthew, also heard the news.
The relationship between curator Matthew and Dr. Ferranci is much more intimate than the president of the research institute. Matthew is the friend of Ferranci.
He came to Mr. Orphee, hugged silently and silently, patted Mr. Orphee's shoulder and gave comfort to an elder.
"I didn't expect this to happen."
Matthew sighed in front of Mr. Orphee: "That day... It didn't take long for him to come to visit me with little Louis. I also promised him to discuss with Mr. Billy again, how can he now? Just fell down? I haven't convinced Billy... Why can he fall now?"
Mr. Orphee did not speak, and his head was just the smile after Dr. Ferranci’s fall, but his mood was calmer than anyone else.
Looking at the crowd in the hallway, Mr. Orphee walked silently to the corner and ordered a cigarette—the smoke was taken from someone else. In fact, Mr. Orphee has quit smoking for a long time.
He understood that at first it was only because of his immature demands that Dr. Ferranci embarked on this endless road.
But the doctor is still moving forward... Perhaps, the first time he was really just a joke for the children, but along with the emergence of more and more like-minded researchers on this road, perhaps the attachment in his heart is not just for one sentence. Commitment to the child.
He later carried the life of the entire team.
Mr. Orphee suddenly remembered a word that he did not know where to hear: Any change in human history is not an idyllic poem, it is accompanied by tears and pain.
"It’s stupid..." Mr. Orphee whispered.
It’s about yourself, and it’s also Dr. Ferranci, who is also the one who is struggling at the forefront.
"Sir..." Bara didn't know when she came to the hospital, and with Louis, she looked at Mr. Orphee with a little fear, and braved the courage: "I think... I should bring Louis."
Mr. Orphee glanced at his son. The child may not be able to figure out what happened. He just looked at the surrounding environment and revealed unprecedented panic.
Mr. Orphee reached out and soothed Louis's head, and the child rushed to Mr. Orphee's body and grabbed Mr. Orphee's clothes.
After a long wait, the lighting in the operating room suddenly darkened, accompanied by the opening of the operating room door, as a brain specialist, and the attending doctor at the same time slowly came out.
The attending doctor untied the mask and shook his head toward Mr. Orphee, who was a family member. His face was full of sorrow. At this time, even people who had already prepared themselves felt that after hearing the verdict, they still felt this. It is a joke.
Dean and curator Matthew both looked up, naturally not relieved, but suddenly felt that something was missing in life.
Bara suddenly caught her mouth and couldn't stop crying. She has been working for this family for several years, and her feelings are naturally much deeper than others.
Louis leaned his head on Mr. Orphee and was unwilling to lift it.
However, Mr. Orphee suddenly shot the shoulder of Louis. "Children, don't you want to say goodbye to your grandfather?"
Little Louis looked up and looked at Mr. Orphee, who was smiling with a smile on his face... Suddenly, this was the most ugly smile he had ever seen with his father.
He didn't know how to describe it. It felt like this smile was like a piece of white paper with nothing on it.
The hospital soon announced the time of death... The patient died, and there was no other thing besides the family of the patient.
Some researchers began to leave under the arrangement of the Dean.
The dean also stayed until late at night, and finally left with the curator of the Science and Technology Museum, Matthew. They met and found a quiet place to sit for a while.
They are going to drink.
They said that they hadn’t had a drink with Ferran for a long time, and said that they went to the little bar that Ferranci liked most, saying that it must be still open, saying that the two had to drink enough three-person wine tonight. Said how Ferran had left them like this.
Said and said.
......
The white bed was covered with white sheets, and the body covered by the sheets did not have any ups and downs.
In the room where the doctor's body was placed, Mr. Orphee stood silently, and Little Louis leaned on Mr. Orphee's body at this time, twitching from time to time.
Perhaps this is just a dream, an illusion, maybe the body under the sheets will suddenly have a breathing action in the next second... Mr. Orpheus thinks so.
No one came to bother Mr. Orphee and Little Louis to say goodbye to Dr. Ferranci. After a long time, Little Louis was too tired to fall asleep. He was only a child after all.
"Sir, the festival is sorrowful." Bara took Little Louis from the hands of Mr. Orphee.
Mr. Orphee took a deep breath and told the secretary who was waiting outside the door: "You send Barra and Louis back, I want to stay here for a while."
At this time, the secretary did not force up to stop anything, just nodded. "Sir, after I have sent Ms. Bara and Louis, I will come back to pick you up."
Mr. Orphee nodded and waved to let them leave.
He sat alone outside the door of the morgue, licked his cheeks... It was very quiet around, and there wasn't even a pedestrian in the corridor, a completely quiet world.
It should be arranged by the secretary, blocked the corridor, and did not let the idlers and other people get into trouble... Although some suspected of abuse of power, Mr. Orphee was not angry at this time, and did not feel that this is good... Just plain, not willing to think more.
Through a door, inside is the world of death, and in this world, Dr. Ferranchi may be far away... Mr. Orphee's head leaned against the wall and looked at the light on the ceiling of the corridor without a focal length.
"Well... I smell the smell of death."
Suddenly, the corridor sounded a low-pitched man's voice—a rhythmic sound that accompanied the heel and the floor.
Because of the silence, the voice of this speech was very clear, and suddenly pulled Mr. Orphee, who had emptied his thinking, back into reality.
Mr. Orphee saw an eccentric guy: his face with a ubiquitous carnival mask, wearing a strange costume, and some like the white robe that the church bishops wore during important ceremonies.
The guy with the carnival mask slowly walked to Mr. Orphee's front, carrying his hands and carrying a little mysterious color.
This made Mr. Orphee frowning subconsciously. "Who are you?"
When this was said, Mr. Orphee felt a move, and he suddenly remembered one of the things that his secretary had mentioned to himself - the video of Mr. Besson who had rescued the shot.
"I smell the smell of death..." The deeper voice behind the carnival mask, "But I can drive away the death."
"Pretend to be a ghost." Mr. Orphee stared at the guy in front of him and picked up the phone in an instant.
But the phone was not connected, and Mr. Orphee's phone was quickly taken away - it should be said that it was taken from his hand.
The man who is hands-on is not the guy with the carnival mask in front of him, but another man who doesn't know when he has come to him.
The man was dressed in a gray-black robe with a hood, dressed like a wizard from a fairy tale book. After the guy took Mr. Orphee's cell phone, he quickly turned it off.
"What do you want to do!" Mr. Orphee suddenly stood up.
At this time, more and more people wearing gray-black robes and covering them appeared in front of Mr. Orphee.
Some of them pressed their hands on Mr. Orphee's shoulder and sat down.
"Come on! Come..."
Only in an instant, Mr. Orphee let these strangely dressed guys hold their mouths - he even struggled with difficulty.
The man with the carnival mask slowly reached out and pressed Mr. Orphee’s forehead, and said:
Stupid sinner, I forgive you.

A faint white light spread from his palm and was printed on Mr. Orphee's forehead. With the appearance of this glimmer, the surrounding 'sorcerers' whispered.
Awe, praised voice.
Mr. Orphee felt very bad at this moment—because he had seen too many fanatical and irrational religions...these guys were obviously the 'believers' in a religious organization.
But letting Mr. Orphee feel bad is more than that.
He felt very good at this time, the spirit of the unprecedented, the melancholy in his heart seemed to be expelled in an instant, and even became spiritually stunned... just like having just attended a dance party, and he was in a good mood.
But this is obviously abnormal.
"you……"
"I said, I can drive away death. At the same time, I can take away my sorrow."
Said, the man with the carnival mask turned and walked toward the door of the morgue, and the two 'sorcerers' around him opened the mortuary for him.
Mr. Orphee only heard this mysterious guy slowly saying: "I know that you have a lot of doubts, but it doesn't matter. I will use a miracle to eliminate all doubts in your heart and let you see the true extraordinary light. Understand how great the miracle of life is."
"What do you want to do!!" Mr. Orphee suddenly became anxious... How did these people come in, silently?
Mr. Orphee's body was suddenly put up by the 'Witches' and sent to the morgue. All the sorcerers also entered at the same time.
In front of Dr. Ferranci’s bed, the 'sorcerers' circled around the circle, the mysterious carnival mask man stood in front of the bed, and Mr. Orphee was still locked in by several 'sorcerers’. body.
Looking at the amazing look of Mr. Orphee at this time, the man in the carnival mask seemed very satisfied. He nodded, then opened the sheets on Dr. Ferranci's head, making the doctor's pale face conspicuous.
"You are dying! You are breaking the law!" Mr. Orphee struggled wildly, only to ban his people, but the strength was unusually large.
The man in the carnival mask... Baki looked at Mr. Orphee at this time and didn't talk, but quietly lowered his head and glanced at his palm.
From the sleeve, a note slipped to the palm of Baki. After he glanced at it, he cleared his throat and said: "Ah... a beautiful and noble soul, your life is so fragile... ..."
Speaking of this, Baki was silent for a moment, then quietly glanced at the note on the palm of his hand, and then continued to say: "...the lost lamb, I will lead you to the new world, give you new Life, giving you precious time..."
Mr. Orphee continued to listen to the strange words that the mysterious man kept talking about... but I didn’t know why, but I was quiet.
What makes Mr. Orphey unbelievable is that at this moment, he is faintly carrying some absurd expectations in his heart.
"Ferranci! Feel the glory of my god, and then return to this world with the attitude of my servant!"
Suddenly, Baki shouted, his hands raised, then trembled, and finally his hands slammed on Dr. Ferranci’s chest.
In an instant, the white light in the morgue rose.
The people dressed up by the 'Witches' around the moment have fallen to the ground and bowed to Baki... No one has banned Mr. Orphee, they are all shaken by this scene.
Mr. Orphee looked terrified and pale, and slowly walked over to the bed, watching Dr. Ferranci's face... He suddenly opened his mouth, but Dr. Ferranci suddenly jumped at the eyelids.
Then the doctor's finger, also a little activity.
Mr. Orphee walked incredibly to the other side of the hospital bed, looking at the mysterious man in the carnival mask opposite, and looking at Dr. Ferranci, who was gradually ruddy.
Finally, when Dr. Franch suddenly opened his eyes, Mr. Orphee lost his mind.
"Offie...what is this..."
It’s just back to life.
(End of this chapter)