Old Gary looked extremely painful after he finished speaking, and he was struggling hard even though he was tied to the chair.
Judging from the distorted expression on his face, this was not acting, but a real emergency.
As for what Old Gary was talking about, no one present had any clue for the time being. Everyone hurriedly tied up Old Gary, but this did not relieve his pain.
He rolled around frantically on the ground, scratching the wooden floor with his fingers.
Even the scratches on his fingers by wood chips did not affect his struggle in the slightest.
"Hold him down!"
Professor Rob, who has medical knowledge, shouted.
Everyone stepped forward and pressed old Gary to the ground, but he was still struggling desperately, twisting his body.
A strange oval-shaped object was visibly moving around old Gary's chest, like a lost mouse constantly ramming against the walls of a maze.
This noticeable bulge attracts people's attention.
"Oh my god, what the hell is this?!"
Sif exclaimed as she pressed old Gary's hand hard.
"A parasite? A sea monkey or something?"
Paul expressed his opinion upon seeing this.
“No, no, no, this is definitely not a sea monkey.
Sea monkeys are invasive organisms such as roundworms that parasitize the human intestine and are definitely not aggressive in this way.
But whatever it is, I have a bad feeling about it.
Paul, do you have a knife?"
Professor Robert tried to think and analyze the current situation calmly. The only feasible way was to perform a high-risk open surgery to take out the thing that was running wild in old Gary's body.
"Yes! In the cupboard five steps behind you."
Paul answered immediately.
"If you're going to have surgery you'd better do it quickly!
Old Gary's breathing started to weaken. The thing inside was alive and must have bitten his lungs!"
Jobtran shouted loudly, and a drop of cold sweat ran down his forehead.
The thing in old Gary's body gave Jobtran a strange sense of familiarity, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had seen something with such a strange feeling.
As Jobtran recalled everything that had happened after he boarded the ship, he suddenly remembered the strange pebble hidden in the small bag.
"Hold on! I'll be right there!"
Joe Butran stood up suddenly and strode to the small leather bag that he had casually placed behind old Gary when he left the room.
There was a small hole in the small leather bag, and a terrible big hole in the iron box that originally contained the pebble, as if something had bitten it open from the inside.
"Damn it! I was careless!"
When Joe Butron saw this, he cursed.
It was his own mistake that led to the accident that happened to old Gary. This damn pebble was not a dead object, but a ferocious creature.
It was activated under unknown circumstances, bit through the iron box and the leather bag, crawled out, and secretly parasitized old Gary's body when no one was paying attention.
At this moment, Old Gary's pain obviously came from the evil deeds of this ghost thing.
On the other hand, Professor Robert had taken out a small knife about ten centimeters long from the drawer and smeared a little liquor on it.
In the absence of medical alcohol for disinfection, you can only make do with strong liquor.
"You can do this, it's just a minor operation."
Rob walked to old Gary's side, and people made way for him to move around.
Old Gary managed an ugly smile.
"Don't comfort me, just cut me."
I don’t know if old Gary is still sane at this moment. His inconsistent behavior is puzzling.
But everyone understood that although Old Gary had said before that he wanted to die suddenly, he was now suffering from the torture of the things in his body, and his instinct for survival took over his reason.
"I'm sorry, I just said that to myself."
Professor Robert took a breath and spoke slowly.
“I’m not a surgeon, so I can only try my best.
Are you ready
Before old Gary could answer, Professor Robert stabbed him in the chest.
The sudden pain caused old Gary's muscles to spasm and he rolled his eyes.
He groaned in pain and clenched his teeth hard. Even though his gums were bleeding and cracking, he did not yell or scream.
In this emergency situation, no anesthetic drugs were used, and every inch of skin and tendon could feel the pain of separation.
At this point Old Gary felt real physical pain;
It was difficult to breathe, the air in my lungs seemed to be trapped inside them, and I couldn't shout out even in pain;
Every damaged nerve stimulated his brain. Although he didn't want to experience or endure this kind of pain, the pain kept him awake.
The foreign object in the chest seemed to feel the pressure from outside and suddenly stopped its previous disorderly movement, and instead stayed on the left side of old Gary's chest.
When Professor Robert saw this change, his face changed. This is the location of the heart!
"Old Gary, no matter what happens, I will find a way to save you. The Hippocratic Oath is always engraved in my heart."①
Old Gary probably sensed the change in his chest, and shook off Sif's hand and grabbed Professor Robert.
"Give me a quick death, that thing is not a good guy!"
Professor Robert shook his head, looked determined as he stabbed the knife and cut open the ribs in his chest.
The pebble-like object shining with blue light now had tentacles extending from the middle, clinging tightly to old Gary's heart.
The heart, which was originally beating strongly, became weak under the influence of this foreign object and slowly lost the nutrients and essence contained in the heart blood.
Those tentacles flashed with blue light containing strange power as old Gary's heart beat, just like leeches clinging to blood vessels to suck blood.
"It's eating! Get it down now! Or old Gary will die!"
Jobtran shouted, but Professor Robert showed a bitter and helpless expression.
“We are already too late.
Once it was removed, the first thing to suffer was old Gary's heart.
Now that these tentacles have been inserted into the heart muscle, if they are removed, the pressure inside the heart will be imbalanced.”
Professor Robert's words shattered everyone's hope of saving old Gary. They now understood the true meaning of old Gary's previous words, "I don't have much time to live."
I believe that at that time, Old Gary had already discovered that this evil foreign object had invaded his body from behind.
Old Gary is an extremely smart genius. Not only is he a criminal genius, but his emotional intelligence and IQ are also beyond the average person.
The fight between Old Gary and Joe Butran can be described as a mutual admiration. At this time, Joe Butran looked at Old Gary's painful face, his eyes that had lost all attachment to the world.
Jobtran suddenly realized that all this deliberate arrangement on the ship was a joke played on him by the superior.
It was like a greeting, but this way of greeting made Joet Brown extremely disgusted.
Joe Butron clenched his fists, leaned over to Old Gary and asked,
“Anything else you want to say
I'll give you a quickie."
Old Gary looked at Joe Butran with a hollow look in his eyes and smiled.
"Throw me into the sea, and my soul will wander in the water until I find Duncans."
Jobtran nodded solemnly, then snatched the knife from Professor Robert's hand and stabbed it straight into old Gary's heart.
There was not much blood left in the heart, most of which was absorbed by the foreign object, so there was no scene of a large amount of blood spraying out.
The knife first ended old Gary's life, and then pierced the foreign object with many tentacles extending out.
At this time, the obsidian-like foreign object flashed blue light again, like a call from the deep sea.
The metal tip of the knife was not disturbed by the outer shell of the foreign object and pierced straight through it.
An unpleasant high-frequency scream came from the foreign object, like the last cry of a drowning blue whale on the beach.
This wailing lasted for about thirty seconds, and every second stimulated the eardrums of everyone present.
With the final scream, the tentacles extending from the foreign object turned pale and powerless like withered branches, and were pulled out from old Gary's heart and fell into his chest one by one.
Old Gary's last look touched everyone. Sif covered her mouth and couldn't help but shed two lines of tears from her eyes.
Paul shook his head and said,
“Separation and death are the most normal things on the ocean.
There must be something hateful about a pitiful person.
The world won’t stop turning because of one person’s absence.”
"Let all the resentment on the Cyclops go with it."
Aldridge sighed and said sadly.
"Let's give old Gary the last bit of dignity."
After saying this, Joe Butran threw the knife in his hand to the ground.
He bent down, lifted up old Gary's body, and slowly walked towards the door.
There was a splash and old Gary's body fell into the rough ocean.
With the ocean current, old Gary's body slowly sank to the bottom of the sea.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Jobtran seemed to hear a thank you in his ear.
Listening carefully, I could only hear the endless sound of waves and the bleak wind.
Joe Butron stared at the waves crashing against the boat and glanced at his hands stained with old Gary's blood.
He had mixed feelings and wanted to shout out to the ocean, but he didn't.
Reason told him at this moment that he should go back to his room and change clothes earlier instead of standing there stupidly attracting other people's attention.
His hands tightly grasped the railing, and a sigh dissipated and floated away with the wind.
He took off his coat, wiped the blood off the railing, and walked straight back to Paul's room.
Everyone in the room fell silent, and no one knew what to say to ease the atmosphere at this time.
Sif took a towel, knelt on the ground and silently wiped the bloodstains left by old Gary, but some of the bloodstains had seeped into the wooden floor and could not be wiped off no matter how hard she wiped.
Jobtron walked up to Sif and stopped her.
"Don't be like that."
Jobtran spoke gently into Sif's ear.
Sif raised her head and looked at Jobtran with red eyes.
"I... don't understand."
"The real murderer is still somewhere watching our pain and struggle. The more we can't let go, the happier he is. Do you understand?"
Jobtran breathed a sigh of relief and spoke slowly.
"Huh? Aren't they all done by old Gary?"
Aldridge spread his hands and hugged his head. When he thought that maybe this was not over yet, he felt a strong sense of crisis.
"Is Joe Butran talking about the owner of the street stall? The mysterious black man?"
Professor Robert thought about the details given by old Gary and expressed his speculation uncertainly.
Joe Butran slowly sat down on the sofa and waved his hand.
"Can you give me a break
Give us all a break
I don’t think it’s appropriate to discuss this at this point after what we’ve just gone through.”
“Indeed, each of us has been exhausted physically and mentally because of this incident, and the physical and psychological burdens have reached a critical point.
As a professional medical worker, I agree with what Joe Butran said. ”
Professor Robert echoed.
"Then let's take three days off.
The water tanks need to be cleaned, the warehouses need to be repaired, and the mess in the captain's living quarters needs to be tidied up.
Old Gary, on the other hand, died and left us with a huge mess."
Paul said helplessly.
Paul's life was not in danger in this incident, and his relationship with old Gary was not deep, as they were just partners working on the same ship.
Even though Paul spoke like an indifferent outsider, what he said was concerning the entire boat.
"After three days, anyone who is still interested in the truth should gather in the restaurant during breakfast.
Participate voluntarily. I will not force you. After all, contacting the mysterious side is a very dangerous move, like dancing on the edge of a knife. "
After saying this, Joe Butran laughed at himself.
Sif looked at Jobtran with complicated eyes. Initially, she just had a liking for this man and contacted him, but now she seemed to have been caught in an invisible storm, and she was in the eye of the storm without knowing it.
Everything that Jobtran showed was not as easy as he said. Contradictions and struggles swirled in Sif's mind.
Little did she realize that, ever since she stepped on board the ship, she had become a pawn on the chessboard.
First mate Aldridge heard what Jobtran said but did not make any response. Just as Jobtran said, Aldridge, who had experienced the mysterious incident, naturally knew and understood the fear from the abyss.
He held his head in his hands and curled up his body. After experiencing all this, this tall man was unable to control his body, just like a retired veteran suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder. His body was shaking slightly unconsciously and he was covered in cold sweat.
"Don't think about it, Aldridge. You need a glass of ice whiskey and a good night's sleep."
Jobtran noticed what was wrong with Aldridge and raised his voice to comfort him.
"Yes. Get some sleep. Get some sleep."
Aldrich unconsciously repeated what Jobtrand had said.
Professor Robert walked behind Jobtran and whispered,
"He's not in the right mental state."
"Of course I know, but is there anything you can do about it?"
“Triazolam.”