Chapter 386 Skye’s Father Is a Doctor?

Chapter 386 Skye’s father…is a doctor?

That night, just as Leni said, after the dinner, the members of the investigation team gathered in Simmons' room and searched for information about "Carl Johnson" among the research materials on the wall. Paper information.

As early as a few hours ago, Skye and Simmons on the Airbus had remotely accessed Simmons' computer through SHIELD's network.

But after browsing for a long time, they didn't find any information about "Carl Johnson". Instead, an encrypted folder called "Our Memory" attracted Skye's attention.

"What is this?"

Seeing Skye discovering his little secret, Simmons immediately blushed. He quickly pulled Skye up to prevent her from operating it, and then quickly closed the folder, letting Skye fight for it. He grabbed it and would never allow her to look at his disk again.

"Could it be..."

"No! Don't think about it! This is not what you imagined!"

"Oh? Really?"

Skye looked at her best friend in front of her suspiciously, but in her heart she was wondering if she should take some time to sneak in and take a look.

However, under Simmons's stern gaze, Skye finally gave up on this plan and continued to search for information about the man seriously.

…

"Why do you have so many papers and materials here?"

Looking at the bookshelf full of folders, Skye just felt a headache. How old is this? Why are we still using this old paper method as a way to store data files? Isn’t it troublesome to find them?

"These are all left over from my previous school days. Most of them are biology papers and monographs. There is no room at home, so I simply put them all here."

Simmons disagreed with this. Although she was not a very nostalgic person, a lot of this information could not be found online, so just in case, she simply kept it in the bureau.

"How many books are there in total here?"

Mester looked at the books all over the room and had a headache for a moment.

"Well, probably several thousand copies, I can't remember exactly."

Simmons scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"Thousands of copies? All biological data?"

Leni rubbed her eyebrows. She regretted agreeing to come over. She might as well go back to her room and have a good sleep.

"Absolutely. There are also some medical and chemistry books, so there are a lot of them."

Hearing this, Skye simply sat down on the sofa. Like Leni, she now regretted her previous decision.

"When will this turn over?!!!"

…

The night passed quickly. Since Fitz and Melinda still had work to do the next day, he and the girls left early after 12 o'clock last night.

Colson persisted until more than 2 o'clock in the morning, but after receiving a call from Sitwell, he left because of an emergency.

In the end, the only ones who actually accompanied Skye to search for information until dawn the next day were Leni, Simmons and Meister.

"I've finished flipping through this bookshelf. I can't stand it anymore. I really can't stand it anymore. I have to go back and catch up on my sleep. Remember to call me if you find it..."

Seeing that it was already dawn outside, Leni, who was really out of patience, simply stuffed the last biology paper on the bookshelf in front of her back into its place, and then walked toward the door dejectedly.

No way, Simmons' memory of the name "Carl Johnson" was too vague. She only remembered that she had seen the name in a paper or magazine, but she couldn't remember exactly which article it was.

As a last resort, everyone can only search for them one by one. Some books with clear authors and signatures are okay. As long as you briefly browse them and then check them on the Internet, you can search for the contents through almost the same network data. Does it mention the part about "Carl Johnson"?

But those papers that are messy and even seem confusing are much more difficult to handle.

Since many of these documents have not been preserved on the Internet, and some of the discussions are even considered to be errors today, this greatly increases the difficulty for everyone to consult.

Leni and the others had to manually search through each article one by one, but even so, after a night of hard work, everyone only completed less than half of the room.

"Are you really sure that you have seen that name in these materials?"

This was not the first time Skye had asked this question. If someone hadn't been with her, she would have gone back to her room to sleep.

This was really torturous. No matter how desperately she wanted to know the truth about that name, she really couldn't bear this endless torture.

"Ah wu~ I guess so, I can't remember it wrong..."

Simmons couldn't bear it anymore. She had drank coffee all night, and she couldn't bear it anymore. She simply threw away the information in her hand and lay down on the floor.

"Otherwise, let's look for it another day. It won't be a problem if we continue searching like this."

"I agree."

Meester agreed with this. Even though she thought she was very knowledgeable, she found it hard to bear after reading the strange biological discussion all night.

Hearing this, Skye put down the information in her hand. She was too lazy to go back to her room, so she just stood up and walked towards Simmons' bedroom.

"Hey! Wait a minute, that's my bed!"

Seeing Skye unceremoniously opening the door and occupying her bed, Simmons couldn't bear to let others occupy his bed, so he quickly stood up and tried to hold Skye.

However, Simmons's action was too hasty. Before he could stand firmly, he fell headfirst into the bookcase beside him.

Mester on the other side quickly reached out to help, but fortunately she was quite skillful and successfully avoided the tragedy of the girl hitting the corner of the table.

"Ah!"

In a panic, Simmons knocked over a book stand on the table and knocked it to the ground, and the various paper documents placed in the book stand also fell to the ground.

"Be careful, are you okay?"

After holding Simmons steady, Meister was about to ask if he had hit anything, but he suddenly stared blankly at the folders scattered on the ground.

"Found it."

Skye was stunned and didn't react for a while.

"What did you find?"

"Found it! I said I wouldn't be wrong, Carl Johnson!"

Simmons picked up one of the files on the ground, opened it and showed it to Skye and Meister.

"This is it! A medical treatise on how to restore the physiological function of a necrotic limb through suturing and other methods! The author's name is Carl Johnson!"

Upon hearing this, Skye, who was still confused, immediately came to life, rushed to Simmons and snatched the document.

As expected, the paper was signed by "Carl Johnson"!

"I just can't remember where I saw this name. Because the content of this paper is too horrifying and absurd, it was denied by the medical community within a few days of publication, and the official prohibition of medical journals from publishing this man's argument was that it was not in line with humanitarian principles and must be strictly prohibited!"

Simmons finally recalled the memory of this article. A few years ago, Simmons, who was interested in the human body, read this article by coincidence and downloaded and printed it out.

But later, because this theory was finally denied, its content was officially regarded as the author's unwarranted imagination, and Simmons finally regarded it as useless and discarded documents, and put it together with other documents and materials into the "pending" folder.

Originally, these were the things Simmons intended to clean up, but she has been busy recently and rarely returned to the bureau, so she completely forgot about them.

In addition, last night everyone had a preconceived notion that Simmons must have seen the name from a well-known document, so they all ignored these documents that Simmons called discarded garbage.

"My father... is a doctor?"

Skye looked at the name of Carl Johnson on the document, and for a moment she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

She was happy that she finally found news about her father, but she was worried that her father seemed to be a medical freak who was ostracized.

"Uh... If I remember correctly, he seemed to have been deprived of his rights as a doctor by the medical community. After all, his arguments were too... a little bit bizarre."

Simmons' face was a little embarrassed. In order not to hit Skye, she reluctantly used a more euphemistic statement.

There was no way, because this guy's argument was too incredible. He actually planned to revive the corpse by suturing and sacrificing!

If anyone saw this thing, wouldn't they think of "Frankenstein"?

Let's not talk about whether resurrection is accurate or not, just talk about sacrifice. It's strange that the medical community can accept this guy's theory. Who would study sacrifice?

"Uh... Don't be too sad. There are many men named Carl Johnson in the world. He may not be your father. And how could a woman marry such a scary guy, don't you think?"

Skye didn't say anything after hearing this, but held the document in silence...