When a model component in Dr. Franky's hand suddenly slipped from his hand, everything seemed to be still.
It was as if everything had suddenly turned into gray, a gray without any temperature. It was also like the moment after an explosion, where all sounds were drowned out.
Dr. Franky slowly fell to the ground, as if weightless.
The world slowed down, and his body staggered before finally lying on the ground. The impact made his cheeks tremble. Mr. Orfey reached out his hand at this time, but he couldn't catch it.
"Dad!"
"Doctor!!"
The crowd's shouts came like a tide, and everything became dazzling again. The lights in the research room were as white as day, bright and beautiful, just like the sun.
Dr. Franky looked at the light above his head, and a circle of brilliance appeared in his pupils. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He slowly closed his eyes.
…
They didn't want Dr. Franky's life to end, and they wanted to try to save Dr. Franky at the last moment.
The traffic in the city became crowded again, but the road leading to the hospital was unusually smooth.
Outside the operating room, not only was Mr. Orfey there, but also the director of the Scientific Research Institute and a group of anxious researchers. It didn't take long for Dr. Franky's other old friend, Matthew, the curator of the Science and Technology Museum, to rush over after hearing the news.
Curator Matthew was much closer to Dr. Franky than he was to the director of the Scientific Research Institute. Matthew was Franky's best friend.
He came to Mr. Orfey, hugged him silently, and patted Mr. Orfey on the shoulder hard, giving the elder the comfort he could.
"I didn't expect this to happen."
Matthew sighed in front of Mr. Orfey, "That day … It wasn't long before he came to visit me with Little Louis. I also promised him to discuss it with Mr. Billy again. How can he fall down now? I haven't convinced Billy yet … Why can't he fall down now? "
Mr. Orfey didn't speak. His mind was full of Dr. Franky's smile after he fell down. His mood was calmer than anyone else's.
Looking at the corridor full of people, Mr. Orfey walked silently to the corner and lit a cigarette. The cigarette was taken from someone else. In fact, Mr. Orfey had quit smoking for a long time.
He understood that it was only because of his naive request that Dr. Franky embarked on this never-ending path.
However, the doctor continued to move forward … Perhaps, at first, he was only doing it because of a child's joke, but as more and more like-minded researchers appeared, perhaps the persistence in his heart was no longer just for a promise to his child.
Later on, he even carried the lives of the entire team on his shoulders.
Mr Offee suddenly remembered a saying he had heard somewhere: No change in human history is an idyll. It is accompanied by tears and pain.
"How foolish …" Mr. Orfey muttered.
He was talking about himself, Dr. Franky, and the people who were struggling at the forefront of the society.
"Sir …" It was unknown when Barbara had arrived at the hospital, but she had brought Louis with her. She looked at Mr. Orfey fearfully and mustered her courage to say, "I think … I should have brought Louis with me."
Mr. Orfey glanced at his son. The child probably didn't know what had happened. He just looked at the surrounding environment and revealed an unprecedented panic.
Mr. Orfey reached out to comfort Louis' head. The child suddenly threw himself at Mr. Orfey and grasped Mr. Orfey's clothes tightly.
After a long wait, the lights in the operating room suddenly dimmed. As the door of the operating room opened, the neurologist and the attending doctor of this consultation slowly walked out.
The attending doctor took off his mask and shook his head at Mr. Orfey, who was the family member. His face was full of sadness — At this moment, even those who had been mentally prepared still thought it was a joke after hearing the verdict.
The director and the curator, Matthew, both raised their heads. Of course, they didn't feel relieved, but they suddenly felt that something was missing in their lives.
Barbara covered her mouth at once and couldn't stop her tears from falling. She had worked for this family for several years and naturally had a much deeper relationship with them than others.
Louis lowered his head on Mr. Orfey's body and didn't want to raise it.
However, Mr. Orfey suddenly patted Louis on the shoulder, "Son, aren't you going to say goodbye to your grandfather?"
Little Louis raised his head and looked at Mr. Orfey who had a smile on his face … He suddenly felt that this was the ugliest smile he had ever seen from his father.
He didn't know how to describe it. He felt that this smile was like a piece of white paper with nothing on it.
The hospital soon announced the time of death … The patient passed away. Except for the patient's family members, no one else had anything to do with it.
Some researchers began to depart under the director's arrangement.
The director stayed until late at night and finally left with the curator of the science museum, Matthew. The two of them agreed to find a quiet place to sit for a while.
They went for a drink.
They said that they hadn't drunk with Franky for a long time. They said that they would go to Franky's favorite bar and that it must still be open. They said that they would drink enough for three people tonight and that Franky would leave them like this.
They talked and talked.
…
A white bed covered by a white sheet. The body covered by the sheet didn't move at all.
In the room where the doctor's body was placed, Mr. Orfey stood silently. At this time, Little Louis leaned on Mr. Orfey and sobbed from time to time.
Maybe this is just a dream, an illusion. Maybe the body under the sheet will suddenly breathe in the next second … Mr. Orfey thought so.
No one came to disturb Mr. Orfey and Little Louis saying goodbye to Dr. Franky. After a long time, Little Louis fell asleep because he was too tired. After all, he was just a child.
"Sir, I'm sorry for your loss." Barbara took Little Louis from Mr. Orfey's hand.
Mr. Orfey heaved a long sigh, and instructed the secretary waiting outside, "Send Bara and Louis back. I want to stay here for a while longer."
At this time, the secretary didn't forcibly stop him but nodded, "Sir, I'll come back to pick you up after sending Ms. Barbara and Louis off."
Mr. Orfey nodded and waved his hand to let them leave.
He sat alone outside the door of the morgue and rubbed his cheeks … It was very quiet around. There wasn't even a pedestrian in the corridor. It was a completely quiet world.
It should be the secretary who arranged to block the corridor to prevent unauthorized people from intruding … Although it was a bit of an abuse of power, Mr. Orfey wasn't angry at this time, nor did he think it was good … He just didn't want to think too much about it.
Behind the door was the world of death, and in this world, Dr. Franky might be walking away … Mr. Orfey leaned his head against the wall and looked at the light on the ceiling of the corridor without focus.
"Hmm … I smell death."
Suddenly, a deep man's voice sounded in the corridor, accompanied by the rhythmic sound of heels hitting the floor.
Because of the silence, the voice was very clear and immediately pulled Mr. Orfey back to reality from his dazed state of mind.
Mr. Orfey saw a strange guy with a carnival mask on his face and a strange costume, which looked like the white robe worn by bishops during important ceremonies.
This guy wearing a carnival mask slowly walked in front of Mr. Orfey. With his hands behind his back, he looked a little mysterious.
This made Mr. Orfey frown subconsciously, "Who are you?"
As soon as he said this, Mr. Orfey's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly remembered something that his secretary had mentioned to him — the video of Mr. Besson being shot.
"I smell death …" The voice behind the carnival mask became deeper and deeper, "But, I can drive away death."
"Stop pretending to be mysterious." Mr. Orfey stared at the guy in front of him and instantly picked up the phone.
But before the call was connected, Mr. Orfey's phone was quickly taken away — or rather, taken away from his hand.
The person who did it wasn't the guy in the carnival mask in front of him, but another man who had walked up to him at some point.
This man was wearing a grayish-black robe with a hood, like a wizard from a fairy tale. After taking away Mr. Orfey's phone, this guy quickly turned it off.
"What do you want to do?" Mr. Orfey suddenly stood up.
At this time, more and more guys in grayish-black robes appeared in front of Mr. Orfey.
One of them put his hands on Mr. Orfey's shoulders and forced him to sit down.
"Come! Come … "
In an instant, Mr. Orfey had these guys in strange costumes cover his mouth — he even struggled a little.
The man in the carnival mask slowly reached out his hand and pressed it on Mr. Orfey's forehead, saying indifferently, "Foolish sinner, I forgive you."
A faint white light spread from his palm and imprinted on Mr. Orfey's forehead — with the appearance of this faint light, the 'wizards' around began to murmur.
They were in awe and praises.
Mr. Orfey felt terrible at this moment — because he had seen too many fanatical and irrational religious people … These guys were obviously 'believers' of some religious organization.
But this was not the only thing that made Mr. Orfey feel terrible.
He felt very good at this moment, unprecedentedly spirited. The melancholy in his heart seemed to have been dispelled in an instant, and he even became spirited … as if he had just attended a ball. He was in a good mood.
But this was obviously abnormal.
"You …"
"I said, I can drive away death. At the same time, I can also take away sorrow. "
As he said this, the man in the carnival mask turned around and walked towards the door of the morgue. The two 'wizards' beside him opened the door for him.
Mr. Orfey only heard this mysterious guy say slowly, "I know you have a lot of doubts, but it doesn't matter. I will use a miracle to eliminate all the doubts in your heart, and let you see the true light of the extraordinary, and understand how great the miracle of life is."
"What do you want to do?!" Mr. Orfey suddenly became anxious … How did these people get in without making a sound?
Mister Orfey's body was lifted up by the 'wizards' and sent into the morgue. All of the 'wizards' entered at the same time.
The 'adepts' surrounded Dr. Franky's bed in circles. The mysterious carnival masked man stood at the head of the bed, and Mr. Orfey was still being restrained by the 'adepts.'
Glancing at Mr. Orfey's shocked expression, the man in the carnival mask seemed very satisfied. He nodded and lifted the sheet on Dr. Franky's head, making the doctor's pale face more visible.
"You are blaspheming the dead! You are breaking the law! "Mr. Orfey struggled wildly, but the person who restrained him was abnormally strong.
The man in the carnival mask … Buggy glanced at Mr. Orfey again. He didn't say anything, but he quietly lowered his head and looked at his palm.
A piece of paper fell from his sleeve into Buggy's hand. He glanced at it, cleared his throat, and spoke in a low voice, "Ah. What a beautiful and noble soul, but your life is so fragile."
Buggy fell silent for a moment at this point. He then glanced at the paper in his hand again and continued, "… Lost sheep, I will lead you to a new world, grant you a new life, and give you precious time."
Mr. Orfey listened to this mysterious person speak these strange words, but for some reason, he fell silent.
What made Mr. Orfey incredulous was that at this moment, there was a vague and absurd expectation in his heart.
"Franky! Feel the glory of my god, and then return to this world as my god's servant! "
All of a sudden, Bucky let out a loud cry and raised his hands high. Then, he suddenly shook his hands and pressed them on Dr. Franky's chest.
In an instant, the white light in the morgue expanded.
At this moment, the people dressed as' wizards' all knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Buggy. No one restrained Mr. Orfey anymore. They were all shocked by this scene.
Mr. Orfey's expression was both frightened and pale. He slowly walked to the bed and looked at Dr. Franky's face. He suddenly opened his mouth, but Dr. Franky's eyelids suddenly twitched.
Then, the doctor's fingers also moved a little.
Mr. Orfey walked to the other side of the bed in disbelief. He looked at the mysterious man in the carnival mask and then at Dr. Franky whose face gradually turned red.
Finally, when Dr. Franky suddenly opened his eyes, Mr. Orfey lost his mind.
"Orfey … Where is this …"
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