In the dream, the grown-up version of himself actually called out to Andy, "Father!"
In his dream, he witnessed his father taking his grown-up self to visit a foreign woman. The woman's face was ghostly and cold, her pale skin exuding an aura of death, much like the weak appearance of a vampire in a foreign movie during the day.
This foreign woman is a mad medical research fanatic. She inherited her family's business and works in the perfume industry, but this is just a facade. Her real purpose is to make money to build a secret research institute to conduct inhumane human research.
The woman has a half-sister who seems to have an extraordinary talent for smell and is ruthlessly imprisoned in a research institute by her.
Painful screams emanated from the closed research lab, sounding like wails from hell. Xiao Liu's heart was filled with fear, but he saw his grown-up self with a cold expression, seemingly numb to such horrific events.
...
Elsewhere, Mary discovered an underground research institute, which was actually located under the perfume research and development department.
Mary saw a giant sea turtle bound up, covered in tubes, having blood drawn from it.
Next to the sea turtle were several giant sea turtle shells, some of which had already been sawed open.
She felt nauseous, covered her mouth and nose, and went to the next floor.
The next level was more like hell on earth, piled high with ivory, rhinoceros horns, giant clam shells, and... what appeared to be the hand bones, leg bones, and skulls of human infants...
She dared not go any further. She felt that each level she descended was like descending into a new hell, and the things she saw became even more terrifying.
She supported her belly and carefully made her way back to the perfume research lab, but as soon as she came up from the basement, she ran into someone.
She sat in an ergonomic chair, her indifferent gaze as if she were looking at a dead person.
Mary's heart raced. At that moment, she felt that the woman in front of her was a stranger, as if she were a demon from hell.
She looked at herself as if she were looking at a dead person; perhaps in this woman's mind, she had already sentenced herself to death.
At this moment, Mary deeply regretted agreeing to Mr. Han's request to investigate her sister's affairs.
She always thought her sister was just someone who gave up on medicine halfway, a useless coward who could only go home and inherit the family business in the end.
At this moment, she finally understood that it was all just a disguise.
Her older sister was a thousand times, a billion times more terrifying than anyone could imagine.
"My dear sister, what did you just see?"
"I...I didn't see anything."
"Really? But you look like you've been quite frightened!"
"Sister, I really... I really didn't see anything."
Kelly slowly walked towards her: "But you're trembling."
"No, don't come any closer!"
Kelly reached out her hand, and Mary retreated in fear, losing her balance and falling to the ground. She continued to move backward, trying to distance herself from Kelly.
Kelly crouched down and gently patted her face: "You can't even lie properly, you're such a coward, you're nothing like me, how could you be my sister?"
"Sister, I was wrong, please let me go..."
Kelly reached out and picked up a strand of her hair, playing with it in her hand. A faint, cold smile appeared on her pale face: "Your hair is blonde, just like Dad's. I don't like it."
Mary reached out and clutched her stomach, feeling a sharp, throbbing pain.
She remembered when this older sister burned her hair when she was a child, and she said the same thing.
She was an illegitimate child, with blonde hair like her father, while her older sister didn't resemble him at all, neither in appearance nor hair.
Kelly leaned close to her ear and whispered like a lover, "It would have been so much better if we had been burned at the stake back then, so we wouldn't be in this mess now."
"Sister, I was wrong, I really didn't see anything, please let me go, please... I won't argue with you, I dare not argue with you about anything, I'll shave my head, please, don't... Ah—"
Kelly yanked her hair hard, and Mary screamed, clutching her scalp.
Kelly ripped the hair off Mary's scalp, leaving it bleeding profusely.
Kelly looked down at her coldly and indifferently: "You're still somewhat useful, able to make some contributions to the medical field. It would be a great pity if you died."
Kelly clapped her hands, and people rushed in from outside. They were all employees from the perfume research lab, but they were holding guns and didn't look like ordinary people.
“Take her to the fifth basement level and lock her up. My sister has an extraordinary sense of smell, so we need to study her carefully.”
"Sister, my stomach hurts...it hurts so much..."
Bloodstains had appeared on Mary's skirt.
"Don't worry, these people are all top students who graduated from top medical schools. Protecting your child is a piece of cake for them."
"Sister, please let me go... I beg you... for Father's sake..."
“Don’t mention him to me!” Kelly interrupted. “Guess why I don’t have blond hair?”
Kelly sneered, "He's your father, but he might not be mine."
With that, she turned and left: "Don't let her die too soon."
"yes."
"No, please, let me go..."
After get off work, the butler waited in vain for his wife to come home. He asked around and everyone said that his wife had left long ago.
He made several calls, but the phone remained switched off.
He realized something was wrong.
He remembered his wife telling him last night that she had discovered a place with a secret room in the perfume research lab, and that she would send everyone away today to explore it.
He hurriedly left the perfume company and dialed the hitman's number.
The assassin saw off the 99th couple he had successfully brought together, reaching the peak of his satisfaction and feeling incredibly happy.
He felt that he must have been an immortal in the Temple of the Matchmaker in his past life, because doing these things seemed particularly exciting and elevated his mind and body!
Just when he was in the best mood, he received a phone call that made him feel very unhappy.
"I see."
After hanging up the phone, he sighed and dialed Han Fei's number.
Han Fei was worried about the unconscious Xiao Liu when he heard that Mary was missing. His brows furrowed deeply: "Could you go and check on her?"
"My dear Mr. Han, I am now a great matchmaker. What do you want me to do? Murder or arson? I am a law-abiding citizen!"
Han Fei rubbed his temples: "Never mind, don't bother."
Your voice sounds tired.
My little grandson is sick.
"Seeing how busy you are, I'll reluctantly help you go abroad to take a look."
Thank you.
"Thanks and such are too vague. Give me something more substantial."
How much money do you want?
"I don't want money, I want to act as a matchmaker for you, what do you think?"
"Are you addicted to being a matchmaker? I don't think it's very good."
"Then I'll compromise. Do you think I can be your matchmaker when your seven grandchildren grow up?"
"Free love is now encouraged."
"I'm not an ancient matchmaker, I'm a modern matchmaker. Don't worry, I won't pressure them. I'll just introduce them to potential partners and let them go on blind dates or something."
"We'll talk about it when you get back."
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