[Exorcism] Parallel Trap

Chapter 50: Chapter 50

"Mo, what's going on?" Allen's voice rushed in ahead of his men, "How can they say that about Siman?"

The young man was in extreme shock and anger, and he was panting between his words, apparently galloping all the way here.

"You finally know." Mo stood up, looked at the emotional Allen, and sighed, "I didn't intend to hide it from you, but I decided to wait until you finished the task to not affect your emotions... "

"Then tell me now." Allen looked into Mo's eyes and added, "All of them."

Mo didn't speak, just handed him a document.

"This...?!" Allen looked at the black and white words, and couldn't believe his eyes.

"Siman Duck was expelled from the religious order in September 1849 because he was obsessed with S-level prohibited human experiment research."

"September 1859, after multiple investigations, it was discovered that this person had defected to Noah, and had been lurking around the church for a long time, using his job as a doctor as a cover to steal information for Noah. It has now been captured by the troops directly under the Central Office. Killed. I hope everyone will take warning."

"How could this happen?!" Allen couldn't read any more, and slapped the document on the table again, his hands were still shaking with anger, "How could they treat Siman like this..."

"This resolution was issued the day after Siman died in the line of duty, and at the same time told those of us involved in the monitoring to keep their mouths shut."

Allen noticed that Mo still used the word "died in the line of duty".

"So now, in the eyes of most people in the church, Siman is a..." Mo Yiwang threw the document back into the drawer with a look of poison, and then uttered the word with difficulty, "traitor."

"Who is it..." Allen tried his best to calm his tone, "Who gave the order?"

Mo just looked at him and didn't answer.

"General, it's him, right?"

"No matter who it is, we all...Alian, where are you going? Stop!" Mo quickly stepped forward, grabbing Alian who turned around and walked out the door, "Calm down."

"How to calm down?!" Allen asked angrily, "Why did he give such an order? Why did Siman bear this kind of infamy? I'm going to ask the general right now!"

"Do you think we don't want to?" Mo raised his voice suddenly. "Do you think we don't want to seek justice? Do you think Johnny doesn't want to?"

Allen looked back at Mo, and the scene of Johnny rushing towards that man just like crazy appeared in his mind, and he was speechless for a while.

"When this order first came down, the bureau was in a mess. Although everyone didn't know the truth, they didn't want to believe that Siman was such a person. Especially Johnny, he was going crazy," Mo shook his head, "You can't imagine He looked hoarse at the time."

The scene in the cafeteria kept replaying in my mind, every swear word from that person was so harsh.

"What about his family?" Allen asked again, "Sman's wife and daughter, aren't they under the protection of the church? They say they are in Noah..."

"They are no longer alive."

"What..." Allen suddenly remembered that time when Kolos told himself about Siman, he dodged intentionally or unintentionally when he mentioned his family.

"Siman's young daughter's condition deteriorated, and there was not much time left at that time. The church was worried that Siman would lose control after her death, so they hurriedly took them here and isolated them." Mo turned his head and looked at The decorative painting on the wall seemed to be looking at something very far away. "Siman didn't know that after being admitted to the religious order, the child's condition deteriorated rapidly, and her father soon passed away."

And the day he died happened to be that child's birthday—the birthday her father promised to spend with her.

"Then... what about his wife?"

"After him. According to the church, both of them were murdered by Noah when they were discovered."

As for the fact that she died in the laboratory, Mo didn't want to mention that.

"So..." Allen felt his throat dry, "Is this the reason? This is the truth they want to cover up?"

Are you afraid that you will not be able to tie it after using it, so you just destroy it?

"Then go ahead and tell everyone what you know, say it's not like this, say that Siman died for the order, say..."

"It's useless, it's useless to say anything!" Mo interrupted him impatiently, "This is an order from the religious order, and it doesn't make sense just by talking about it. They will never let anyone intervene. Take it in too..."

"What's the matter?" Allen keenly caught the uneasiness in the other party's words, "What else are they hiding?"

Mo Yi was startled, as if realizing something, he hesitated to answer.

"It's nothing, they hid the failure of the operation that day, and used this explanation to stabilize the morale of the army and gain everyone's trust."

"only these?"

"only these."

Allen looked at Mo, didn't speak, just stared at him for a moment.

"Mo, get up..."

"Eh? What... What are you talking about?" Mo looked around in a daze.

"Here," Allen said, pointing to the unnatural redness on Mo's neck, "the rash."

"..." Mo obviously paused, stood up his collar, and turned his head away from him.

"Tell me." That gaze was still relentlessly chasing the back of his head.

"You shouldn't know this." I also blamed myself for being reckless, and forgot about this guy's stubborn temper when I got excited.

"You know I can't just sit back and watch." The gaze was still on him.

That's right, even if we don't say it now, this kid will definitely search everywhere in the future, and he might even make a fuss with the general.There was really nothing to do with him, Mo shook his head and sighed.

"Do you know why Siman, who wanted to leave after the incident ten years ago, was still subject to the order?" Mo finally spoke after a long silence, still turning his back to him.

"The religious group took his wife and children as hostages?" Allen couldn't think of any other reason.

"His little daughter has been weak and sick since she was a child," Mo Dafei asked, "Do you know what disease that child has?"

"It seems to be..." Allen thought for a while and asked, "Diabetes?"

"Yes, congenital diabetes and nephritis." Mo paused for a while, then turned around, "In terms of the condition at that time, the best way is to replace the kidney."

Kidney replacement... Allen was inexplicably startled, as if something was about to surface from the dark.

"And that child happens to be of extremely rare Rh-negative blood, so...the chance of a successful match is really quite low." Mo didn't continue, or couldn't bear to continue.

Human trials, organ transplants, private hospitals...

The facts that were about to come out gradually crept into his mind like a ghost, and Allen didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"In the end, Siman still couldn't resist the temptation...he accepted all the conditions of the order."

But now, under this secret order, he, who suffered a lot from participating in the human experiment research, has become a scientific research lunatic, which is really ironic.

"So..." Allen felt cold all over, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare.

That experiment...is still going on?

Indeed, once it has something to do with those secret researches, the top leaders of the religious order are extremely vigilant and will not tolerate anyone prying.Secret laboratories, private hospitals, the "raw materials" in them are indeed considerable.Unfortunately, it still failed to save the innocent little girl's life.

"So you should stop asking, we can't change anything." Mo clenched his fists unconsciously.For so many years, with so many experimental subjects, has the religious order really never found a successful individual?Really never?

Or, they don't want to have...

Allen felt that even thinking became difficult, and the ruthless facts were winding up like a giant python, strangling him almost to suffocation.Such a secret, such a truth, how could he accept it?

"I saw it with my own eyes..." I don't know whether it was because of anger or grief, Allen's voice trembled a little, "I saw him in pain, I saw him full of wounds, I watched him die..."

Mo lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

"When he was dying, he was still smiling..." Allen turned around and squeezed Mo's arm, "He was still smiling at me, you know?"

Mo just looked at him, looking at those eyes full of grief and self-blame.

"But he died in the next second." Allen lowered his head and looked at his hands. "The body became stiff and cold in my hands. I couldn't even support him."

The scenes of that day were constantly reprinted in his mind. When the vitality flowed from the body, the man's blood-stained face only had that dazzling smile.How many times did such a bitter, desperate smile appear in his dreams?

"I saw this happen with my own eyes, but there was nothing I could do!" Allen slammed the wall beside him, his knuckles turned white from too much force, "I wanted to save him, but he died anyway. You know that feeling Is it? I hate that feeling of powerlessness...it's worse than death..."

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