Chapter 37 The man in the jar

In the silent and deserted mansion,
Under the dim light, only two figures, one tall and one short, were pacing in the retro and elegant corridor.

One of them was tall, with scarlet light flashing in his eyes and an imperceptible teasing smile on the corner of his mouth. It was Link.

The other one could only crawl on the ground with her body bent over. Her waist-length rose-red hair was tied into a strand and extended to the end, like a rein being led by Link. She was Caitlyn.

Caitlin, bearing the humiliation, looked down at her carefully maintained white and tender hands dragging on the dirty floor that was trampled by thousands of people.
And my knees that were already rubbed red and raw, and my back that was still aching and full.

In his heart, he was madly cursing Link for not being gentle and considerate of women and not understanding romance.

He was also full of resentment towards Chrison for inviting Link, the God of Plague, to his place.

Why didn’t you tell him earlier that he was so capable!

And it’s so perverted!
Now it's all over! It's all over!

If I'm not having a good time, you won't have an easy time either!
In the spirit of "I would rather die than let my friend die", I will drag down this person who has ruined my happy life.

So, not long ago, Caitlin told Link everything about the Deacon Family and Chrison's various targeted arrangements, adding fuel to the fire.

This not only includes Victor, whom Link had killed before, who is also the blood relative of Chrison's younger brother - it also hints at the reason why Link, Chrison, and the Deacon Family behind them are at war to the death.

Caitlin also specifically explained her innocence, saying that she was involved by accident and had no idea what was going on. She was just doing the work for the money and had no intention of offending the respected Lord Link.

Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings.

Almost all the responsibilities and things were pushed onto Chrison and their [Deacon family].

In the end, Caitlin looked pitiful, like a puppy in distress begging for mercy, wagging its tail, and begging Link to give her a chance to live.

But Link just nodded slightly and said,
"I never kill women (乐.jpg)."

Caitlyn, who received the golden medal of immunity from death, also promised Link that she would follow Link's lead and obey all his orders.

"Volunteer" to serve as a "guide dog" to lead Link to find his partner Brad,
So the two of them, each with their own ulterior motives, headed all the way to the laboratory located in the basement of the mansion.

Controlling the right amount of force, Link kicked Caitlin, who was crawling in front of him, and spoke in a cold voice,
"You better not play any tricks on me."

This direct kick almost made Caitlin faint. She spoke with a weak breath,
"Hiss - we're almost there, please be patient and wait."

Soon, he brought Link to the end of the corridor.

On the wall there was a large antique oil painting, and there was no doubt that this was a disguised door.

Standing in front of the antique oil painting, Caitlin gestured to Link, then stood up and walked to the frame, placing her palm against it.

Then, a subtle mechanical transmission clicking sound came from behind the wall.

The large oil painting began to retreat inwards, then slowly moved to the side, revealing a deep and narrow metal passage.

"despair--"

As the two stepped in, rows of sensor lights on the ceiling lit up. After another round of biometric verification and password input, Link finally came to the most confidential location in the laboratory under the guidance of Caitlin.

Along the way, Link was silently looking at everything in the laboratory.

Looking at Brad, who was soaked in a tall transparent experimental glass tank, with all kinds of instrument detection cables inserted all over his body, naked,

Link's eyes flickered, and he spoke,
"what happened to him?"

Caitlin responded immediately,
"I don't know, I really don't know. I was only responsible for providing them with experimental sites and samples. I didn't have any substantial in-depth cooperation with them."

"Them? Who are they?"

Hearing Caitlin's words, Link narrowed his eyes and asked back,
"I don't know who they are, but I know they have mastered very advanced biotechnology and their strength is unfathomable."

"That was about ten years ago, when I had just left the family and started my own business, and they approached me on their own initiative."

"Only if I provide a stable and sufficient supply of vampires as their experimental samples, and cooperate with them in some experiments on a regular basis."

"They provided a variety of high-tech scientific instruments and a group of researchers who developed experimental plans for me,"

"Help me to study the blood race's genes and develop my abilities. As I adjust my [Reconstructed Body] more and more successfully, I can use my [Mind-Break Ability] more and more easily."

Caitlin looked sincere and told everything she knew.
Listening quietly to Caitlin's explanation, Link had a vague guess in his mind.
Regardless of whether Caitlin really concealed any details, it would not affect Link's decision.
She is no longer of any use, and it is time to end this long journey.

"Okay, let's go then."

"?!"

Link's cold, mechanical voice sounded so sweet and melodious to Caitlin's ears at this moment;
Instead of asking Link foolishly, Caitlin turned around and ran towards the metal door without looking back, as if she was afraid that Link would change his mind.
She just left like that, without any reluctance, waving her sleeves, without taking away a single cloud.

Just as Caitlin was about to reach the gate that shone with the light of hope,

Suddenly, she felt a cold wind blowing behind her. She turned around and saw Link with scarlet light flashing in his eyes.
"Did not you say……"

Before Caitlin could finish her question, Link used his palm to turn into a blade and cut off Caitlin's head with a sharp blow.
The stiff body with its head and body separated slowly fell backwards.
There was still a hint of doubt, confusion, and anger in the eyes of that charming and beautiful head...

Looking at the blood-red flesh whiskers still wriggling on the broken neck,
Link knew that if he waited just a few more minutes, Caitlin would be full of life again.

But now he doesn't have the interest to whip the corpse again and again.

Turning around, the propulsion device behind him unfolded and folded again, adjusting the output power.

The blazing flames devoured everything.
When Link looked back again, he could only see a pile of charred debris on the ground.
Still worried, Link silently released his skills in his mind.
"This pile of charcoal has been touched by my Killer Queen!"

[Destroy the body and eliminate all traces〈Excellent (Blue)〉]!
"It's a pity there's no big pink cat."

Then, the wreckage that had already become a pool of charcoal turned into gray-black particles again and floated in the air.

Looking at the powder disappearing on the ground, Link spoke nonchalantly,
"Is the show good? Brad, or what should I call you? Mr. Pickle? It can't be Mr. Pickle, can it?"

(End of this chapter)