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Chris, who was sitting outside the bar, nodded and asked, "Any plans you have recently that I can help with?"
"Oh?" Although he had expected it, Luo Fan still feigned surprise: "Why would you want to cooperate with us? Are you planning to switch jobs?"
“I think you’ve already guessed it. That night, I was supposed to be the one liaising with you,” Chris said, his brow furrowed and his voice tinged with annoyance. “But I was temporarily relieved of my duties and put on a long leave. The military, considering the possibility of further communication between me and you, prohibited me from participating in any subsequent biological and chemical air strike operations. And I learned from the Secretary of Defense that… the White Eagle Department of Defense intends to cooperate with Umbrella to develop biological and chemical weapons in order to find a breakthrough in the upcoming international situation.”
Breakthrough, breakthrough...
Luo Fan seemed to have thought of something and lowered his head in thought. Chris did not disturb him and sat opposite him, quietly waiting for his reply.
By the way, I took a sip of the Godfather cocktail personally prepared by Luo Fan... It tasted pretty good. I haven't been to a bar in a long time since I joined the army, and this flavor is absolutely amazing.
Only after finishing his glass of wine did Luo Fan raise his head and slowly look at the man in front of him: "So, the reason you're seeking cooperation with us is because you're dissatisfied with the current style of the White Eagle Ministry of Defense?"
“That’s right. My entire squad has the same attitude. Since being dismissed, we’ve formed a squad in secret to investigate the connection between Umbrella and the White Eagle Department of Defense. But considering your past practices... perhaps working with you will yield more breakthroughs.”
“A good idea, then…” Luo Fan waved his hand behind him, and Dido handed him a new Godfather’s Cup: “What sincerity do you have to show me?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Feng stood up from the side, walked to the entrance of the bar, and slowly closed the door.
......
Chris looked around to make sure no one was watching, then took a file folder from his pocket and handed it to Luo Fan.
"The Secretary of Defense's private information, including his family situation, address, income level, everything you want, is in there. Hope this helps you."
"Um......"
After Lovan opened the package, he read it carefully. Chris hadn't lied to himself; it did indeed contain all the personal information of the Secretary of Defense, Prinden Char, even his address, which was accurate down to the landmark level.
After reviewing the document, Lovan handed it to Tirpitz and whispered, "Make a note of this landmark."
"Ah."
Then, he turned his attention back to Chris: "This sincerity is indeed enough, Chris. You deserve my further cooperation."
Upon seeing this, a hint of joy flashed across Chris's face...
"but......"
Luo Fan suddenly raised his hand and coldly interrupted Chris.
This forced him to become vigilant once again.
"There's one more thing I need to trouble you with. If you can do that, our cooperation can go even further."
"...If it's within my capabilities."
Chris didn't dare to make a guarantee, so he could only give an ambiguous answer.
Not intending to make things too difficult for him, Luo Fan said directly: "Do everything you can to compile a list of all the people who organized, nodded in, and participated in this backstabbing operation, and give it to me. Even just a name will do."
When he said this, his expression was extremely cold, as if he didn't care whether Chris nodded in agreement, or as if he were issuing an order that could not be refused.
And Chris, of course, couldn't possibly be unaware of what he was planning to do...
"this......"
"Can you do it?" Luo Fan tapped the table lightly. "If you can, you can also regain your position in the military, and then you can further cooperate with our next operation."
......
This is no small matter. They need to access the list of all personnel involved in this operation, many of whom hold higher ranks than themselves. Logically, they shouldn't have permission to view this information, but...
Reinstating my original position to resume operations is indeed something I urgently need...
......
After a brief silence, Chris seemed to have made up his mind and downed the second glass of Godfather in one gulp.
"I understand. I'll give it a try and get back to you in a month."
“That’s wonderful, Chris. I hope our collaboration will be even more enjoyable than it was in the military.”
Luo Fan put on a professional fake smile, then handed over a new document.
Chris took it, somewhat puzzled: "And this is...?"
“An invitation to a press conference,” Lovan explained, “Gray Biotech will be holding a press conference, and I need you, as a military personnel, to witness and film the entire process of this press conference, and to use this opportunity to raise the military’s need to pay attention to Gray Biotech.”
"How could a single press conference possibly attract the military's attention?"
Luo Fan chuckled twice, then drank the warm water Dido handed him: "You don't need to worry about that. We'll make the situation what we want. You just need to make sure you're there and filming."
......
After a moment, Chris stood up from his seat: "I understand. It's about time. Someone might be watching me."
"Walk slowly."
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752 On-site handling
This kind of communication time is just right. When you can't be sure if you're being followed, it's essential to keep it brief.
They must leave as soon as possible to avoid being targeted by any potential eyes and ears...
After glancing one last time at the bar behind him, Luo Fan finally got into the car and left without a word.
Hopefully, her life won't be disrupted because of this.
......
Meanwhile, after Luo Fan and his group left, the bar returned to its usual quiet, but unnoticed...
A jet-black tentacle emerged from under the table, wriggled and groped around for a while, then removed the envelope that was being pressed down by a wine glass, before meandering back to the staircase connecting the bar and the second floor... and finally returning to Yingque's room.
The room seemed darker than usual, and this was no illusion; someone was actively manipulating the light and shadow throughout the room—the room's owner...
The girl, dressed in a white nightgown, curled up with her legs tucked in, waiting as if trapped in her own cocoon, until the tentacle brought the envelope to her, at which point she slowly took it.
"..."
Even without opening her eyes, she could open the letter effortlessly. As Rosalia said, she could indeed see many things within her sight without relying on her naked eyes.
But the contents of the letter still made her open her left eye. Instantly, crimson blood flowed from the corner of her eye, slowly tracing down her cheek and dripping onto the letter, fading the dark gold patterns.
New patterns surged and twisted in her eyes, eventually forming a bizarre design somewhere between a kaleidoscope and a mandala painting.
"I see... so this is a necessary process..."
The girl murmured softly. Through the letter, she learned about her symptoms, but the description in the letter was a warning, yet the illness had already occurred to her ahead of time.
Since last night, she has been covering her left eye, tossing and turning all night, unable to sleep. The intense pain made it impossible for her to open her eye, and it started to bleed. She had no choice but to close her eyes completely and shut out her vision.
Surprisingly, even without opening my eyes, I could see everything around me clearly...!
Those eyes that existed in the shadows, which took the place of my own eyes, allowed me to see clearly what was happening around me. It was amazing; I had never seen the world from such a perspective before.
After reading the contents of the envelope, the girl set it aside, then lay back down against the pillows, muttering to herself...
"He met with that person, but still didn't come up to take a look..."
According to Aphrodite, the man named Chris Redfield was from the White Eagle military and belonged to a department that dealt with domestic biological and chemical terrorist attacks. It was surprising that Lovan would get in touch with such a person.
"...What are you hiding from me? Are you really doing something bad?"
The monster lurking in the shadows revealed itself almost simultaneously with the question, its twisted and restless tentacles seemingly hinting at the girl's inner turmoil.
But in an instant, they vanished, and everything returned to normal...
"Yingque, it's time for flower arranging today, shall we... Hey, what's wrong?"
Juno entered the room on time and was about to call Yingque out when she froze in place because of Yingque's action of covering her left eye.
"It's nothing, I just didn't sleep well last night," Ying Que slowly shook her head, then buried her head in the blanket. "I'll sleep a little longer... We'll continue tomorrow."
"Okay, then you should get some rest and not overwork yourself."
......
The door was closed, but blood continued to slowly flow from the girl's eyes, mixed with a few glistening drops of liquid.
......
"Morido, it's time for a report... What's going on over there?"
In the car, Luo Fan dialed a number, intending to ask Morito about the project and the press conference, but the moment the call connected, a shrill scream came from the other end.
"Ahhhhhh!!! No, no, I'll never do it again, please, please don't touch me!!!!"
......
"Phew...that damn bastard has finally quieted down."
It was a girl's dejected complaint, followed a moment later by Morido's alluring voice: "Hmm? Commander, we're handling the Cceive2 project's test subjects. We're preparing to send them from the Charity Outreach Center to the Cinara facility. What would you like to know?"
Then came another scream, along with the sounds of flesh being beaten and cut. One could imagine how gruesome the scene on the other side was. Luo Fan immediately lost interest in asking any questions.
Seeing Luo Fan's furrowed brows, Dido leaned closer, but soon trembled slightly.
"It's alright, you can continue with your work. Remember to be there for tomorrow's press conference."
"Of course, Commander, when have I ever let you down?"
......
"This is... the twenty-first defective product of the day... uh!"
“How many times have I told you, Nasis, don’t embarrass the logistics team…” After hanging up the phone, Morido’s face darkened immediately. She walked slowly to the young woman’s side: “Congealed blood clots are difficult to handle, and I don’t want to increase labor costs because of that.”
The girl, who was annoyed that her interest had been interrupted while she was poking at the corpse, immediately stood aside when she saw her older sister, even though the color had not yet faded from her face.
"Tsk, how infuriating! With my strength, I could have done so much more..."
"If I can't satisfy the commander, I'll dismantle all your floating blades."
"..."
Morido interrupted her coldly, then left the cubicle, not forgetting to give a warning before she left.
"I hope I don't receive a complaint call from the logistics team after I handle the situation well."
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Please inform Morido and Mrs. Gray that Gray Biotechnology has seven charitable outreach centers operating throughout New York City, and is currently successfully recruiting potential participants at a faster-than-expected rate.
The other six centers, scheduled to open in two months, are awaiting corrected signage. (Melper insists that any branding of Gray Biotechnology must be confined to the outreach centers and not displayed to the public.)
After the experiment has lasted for three months, we will input the subjects into the following cities for observation:
new York
Chicago
Philadelphia
Los Angeles
Detroit
Baltimore
Cleveland
Boston
buffalo
Minneapolis
Seattle
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Experimental population transfer
Internal correspondence within the Cynthia facility is strictly prohibited from being leaked.
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In response to an unexpectedly high number of volunteer participants at its charity outreach center, Gray Biotech has acquired a controlling stake in Free Meat Transport LLC.
The contract took effect immediately, thus reducing the cost of sending volunteers to the Cinara facility by approximately 72%.
Now, each of our oxcarts can safely transport fifty sedated and masked volunteers for our experiment; we only use trucks for the last 85 miles from the outskirts of Brooklyn.