4 (french) Werber, Bernard

eproducing a small miracle of nothing, only make life in this
big bag of skin filled with blood and viscera?
- If a living cell in the meat must be it responds to my call,
said Raoul. What is it?” What is it?” we there, we wait. One,
two, three, one, two, three. And he urged the chest of Felix.
- Damn, wake up, Felix. No kidding! I cried to myself. A
policeman came up on stage. It would appear to dangerous
lunatics let off steam in a body for all viewers according to
our deeds.
- One, two, three! Wake up, Felix, damn! A policeman
came out of the handcuffs. - One, two, three! Felix, God, do
not leave us up! The eight experts came to see the death
with the air heard. Flies on a crushed fruit. A police officer
grabbed my wrist. I heard a snap sec of handcuffs and a
voice said: “On behalf of the law, I arrest you for murder by
poisoning. “
Already Raoul and Amanda were also handcuffed. We
dared not touch Lucinda, who crowned his status of the
President of the French Republic, was untouchable.
- Death! At death Thanatonautes! screamed the room too
happy to see his boss in trouble. Nothing is more enjoyable
for people to see its masters dragged through the mud.