Miss Wang Weina, even your cousin won't do!

Sister, do you know where we come from?

Fiona paused slightly, then asked: "Where are you from? Isn't your brother Colombian?"

"Of course not. The vast majority of us are from Victoria. And this guy has an aura we're very familiar with. Sister, be careful. The owner of this aura is a species that doesn't exist in Colombia; they're called nobles."

And the vast majority of them are definitely not good people.

After saying this, the brothers fell silent. No matter how Fiona called out to them, they did not answer. But Fiona could feel that the brothers were still watching Wayne, and that innate fear still lingered in her heart, refusing to dissipate.

"A bad person?"

The girl rubbed her fingers and murmured softly.

"I don't think the reporter looks like it."

At this moment, Himer finally got to the crucial point of the intelligence.

"Pulitzer reporter, what kind of child is Fiona in your opinion?"

Wayne frowned and asked tentatively, "Is she infected?"

Himer gave a bitter smile and nodded: "That's right, she is infected. Although she is so young, she is indeed infected."

"I once took advantage of a visit to Rhine Lab to secretly use my equipment to test Fiona for Oripathy infection. There was clearly an abnormal infected organ in Fiona's brainstem. Reporter, you are not a doctor, so you may not know that it is absolutely impossible for such an infection source to appear in that location on a person. Because once Originium crystals appear in the brainstem, the person is already dead!"

"This infected organ, with its smooth edges and sharp corners, is clearly artificially implanted! This is irrefutable evidence of the inhumane human experiments conducted at the Loken Water Tank Laboratory! My current equipment and experimental data are insufficient to determine the exact function of this infected organ or its impact on Fiona, but this doesn't prevent me from drawing a conclusion—if this damned artificial infected organ malfunctions or shifts even slightly, Fiona will…"

You will die.

Even though Hermer didn't explicitly state the final outcome because of the child's presence, Wayne could easily guess the words hidden beneath her grief and indignation.

With the artificial implantation of an infected organ in the brainstem... and the familiar name "Loken's Water Tank," Wayne was basically confirmed.

Even at this point in time, before Rhine Lab has transformed into a brutal dragon conducting experiments on the Balrog, some people are already going further and further down this path of no return.

Loken Water Tank Laboratory has launched the "Rosemary Experiment," attempting to create an infected individual uninfected by Oripathy through artificially implanted infected organs, a caster who does not require a spellcasting unit, and a magic master who does not require in-depth Originium Arts theoretical training.

They had even succeeded, if only temporarily. And the girl in front of them, numbered "1," was undoubtedly Rosemary's "predecessor," the No.1 experimental subject, the original creation.

Suddenly, he realized something.

Later, after Rosemary was implanted with the infected organ, she often said that her brothers and sisters were inside her body. So what about Fiona now?

Wayne narrowed his eyes; he suddenly realized who had just spoken rudely to him. She was Fiona, but she wasn't Fiona.

Perhaps this is the flaw of the original? The later Rosemary possessed a clear main consciousness. Although her brothers and sisters seemed to exist, they could no longer interfere with any of Rosemary's thoughts, nor could they share a body with her.

But Fiona, her siblings, still seem to have a strong presence.

After a moment's thought, Wayne decided not to explain Fiona's situation to Himer. His current identity was that of a journalist, and the things he had just deduced were clearly beyond the knowledge of a journalist newly arrived in Colombia. To avoid arousing Himer's suspicion, to prevent his identity from being exposed and causing trouble, and most importantly, because telling Himer would be pointless, Wayne decided it was best to remain silent.

"I have a general understanding of the situation. I will launch an investigation into this matter. Please rest assured, Ms. Client."

Wayne stood up, extended his hand, and shook hands with Himer.

"Then I'll be going now."

"Won't you stay for dinner?" Hamer invited. "I've prepared all the ingredients."

Wayne blinked. He wanted to agree, after all, opportunities to dine with Himer were rare, but what could he do when an empty-nest lynx was waiting for him at home with a meal prepared? Wayne could only smile and politely decline:

"Thank you for your kindness, but I have other things to do, so I won't trouble you and this handsome young man."

“Fiona is a girl, Mr. Reporter,” Hamer corrected with a smile.

Wayne gave the little girl a meaningful look and nodded:

"I'm so sorry, beautiful lady. Well then, farewell. I'll let you know if there's any progress, Miss Himer."

"Okay, thank you for your help, goodbye."

Himer waved, turned and walked into the kitchen, saying happily:

"Fiona, our dinner is very delicious tonight."

".....Okay, Miss Hermer."

Fiona watched Wayne's departing figure, remained silent for a long while, and finally answered, her tone somewhat gloomy, like that of a grumpy little boy.

What exactly is the reason for Chapter Nineteen?

Colombia, July 3, 8:00 pm.

"Verification successful. Welcome back, Ms. Seria, Head of the Defense Department."

Some dirty clothes did not affect iris and fingerprint recognition. With a prompt, the door of the Rhine Lab research building slowly opened, and Saria stumbled in, supporting herself against the wall.

She was exhausted. The chase and intense relentless pursuit had lasted almost all day. Even an iron man would feel fatigued, let alone someone as mortal as her. After leaving the battlefield, in order to shake off her pursuers, she didn't choose to return directly to the city from Area A, which might be lurked by enemy ambushes and blockades. Instead, she walked across the entire undeveloped area, detoured through Area E, and returned to the city center from the industrial zone.

Because she was in such a sorry state due to being harassed by the enemy's taxi, Saria didn't try to use public transportation the whole way, and even avoided taxis when she encountered them, so she finally returned to Rhine Lab's headquarters only now.

Even if the enemy is incredibly audacious, they probably don't have the ability to directly attack Rhine Lab. Even if they do, she's fully equipped here: a charging suit, charging magic gauntlets, energy enhancement reagents, and security weapons. With these, she might be able to fight the enemy again.

Fortunately, the enemy clearly didn't have the guts to directly confront Rhine Lab. After Saria entered the research building, the sounds of bustling car engines, vendors hawking their wares, and couples arguing all fell silent.

Saria looked at the crowd gradually dispersing outside the glass door, her expression rather unpleasant.

Even the middle-aged man selling popsicles is the enemy's eyes; she can hardly distinguish who is friend and who is foe anymore.

"Saria? You're back?"

Fortunately, this voice should be from a friend.

Saria took a deep breath, trying to rouse herself so her friend behind her wouldn't see her exhaustion, and turned to answer:

"Ah, you're back, Monica... and Miss Chief."

"You skipped work, you know that, Saria?"

The commander-in-chief crossed his arms and frowned as he spoke.

“You’re not usually like this, so this time I’m giving you special permission to explain what happened. The executive director is very concerned about whether your health allows you to continue performing security duties.”

Saria sighed helplessly and explained:

"As you can see, Miss Chief, I am being hunted down by an unknown force."

"Why?"

"I don't know."

"You've been chased all day, and you still don't even know who the enemy is?"

Seria pursed her lips. She certainly had her own guesses: Loken Williams was one, Senator Chianti was another—only these two people had the motive and the energy to hunt her down like this. But could she say it?

Of course not, at least not to the head clerk. She was just an ordinary office worker, like herself. Telling him her suspicions might not only fail to help her, but could also drag her into it. Saria was a responsible person; she couldn't allow that to happen. So she could only shake her head and say:

"I need to report this directly to the executive director."

“It’s already 8 p.m., the board members have already left work,” Monica reminded them.

Saria nodded: "Then I'll wait here and report to him tomorrow."

"Why can't you just tell me directly?" The lady-in-chief frowned slightly. Seeing Saria's evasive manner, she could sense that things might not be as simple as she imagined.

This is at least not as simple as "a gangster seeking revenge after Saria's foul mouth led to a gang leader's foul mouth".

“If the situation is urgent, you can tell me. I have the authority to call the board directly to explain the situation,” the chief suggested. “I advise you not to delay. If you don’t report it in time and this affects the upcoming technology expo, Seria, you can’t afford the consequences.”

"I see."

Saria closed her eyes and answered.

Rhine Life's hosting of the technology expo is a done deal, and neither Loken Williams nor Senator Chianti has the power to stop it. If Senator Chianti were to arrest him, the reason would most likely be to extract information from him regarding the Wayne shareholders who arrived in Colombia yesterday. But unfortunately, Celia deliberately kept a distance from Wayne, and his plan was destined to fail.

If it was the Loken Water Tank Laboratory that wanted to arrest her, they simply wanted to obtain damaging information about Rhine Labs to disrupt the technology expo. However, Saria knew nothing about it either. She trusted the corporate ethics of her company, and as the head of the defense department, she had never discovered any illegal activities by Rhine Labs that warranted exposure.

The schemes of these two forces against him and Rhine Lab are doomed to failure. However, it would be unwise to involve Monica and the Commander-in-Chief when they are desperate.

Saria didn't want them to get hurt.

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss Chief Executive. I will submit a written report on today's events to Director Henry."

Saria bowed slightly to express her gratitude, and the commander could only shake his head in response.

Saria was usually quite reliable, and she had never made any mistakes in the matters she was in charge of. Since she was unwilling to talk about it, she must have her reasons. The commander-in-chief did not ask any further questions, nodded to her, and walked towards the exit.

Her overtime work was over, and it was time for her to go home.

He reached out and pushed open the door. The next second, the commander suddenly raised his hand, and an invisible wall of air appeared before him, blocking several crossbow bolts coming his way.

The crossbow bolts were still gleaming with the glow of the Originium Arts enchantment, clearly indicating that the crossbowman was holding nothing back and was determined to kill his target!

But unexpectedly, after blocking the volley of crossbow bolts, the enemy crossbowmen stopped moving, as if nothing had happened, and the night returned to tranquility.

But it was the night that restored tranquility, not the commander's heart. She reached out and manipulated the airflow to break the crossbow bolt. With the spell transmission unit damaged, the enchanted bolt also lost its light. Only then did she reach out and grab the bolt, not daring to linger for a moment, and quickly retreated back into the building.

They fired one round and then stopped, which clearly means that the enemy's target is not them!

Just half an hour ago, when the commander left the building, these crossbowmen were not there. So there is only one answer: these crossbowmen are clearly targeting people who entered the building during the last half hour.

There is only one such person—Saria.

The commander, both shocked and furious, threw the crossbow bolts in front of Saria.

“You’ve gotten yourself into serious trouble, Saria. Tell me who the enemy is, and I’ll contact the board and the police right now.”

Saria opened her mouth, but in the end, she didn't say anything.

She had tried her best to avoid involving others, but the enemy's brutality was clearly far greater than she had anticipated. At this point, all she could do was raise a finger and say:

“Loken Water Tank Laboratory and Senator Chianti.”

A brief silence fell over the room, then Monica exclaimed incredulously:

"Have you offended either of them?"

"One of them..."

"Oh, thank goodness, there's only one." The commander-in-chief clutched his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, but then suddenly his eyes widened. "Wait a minute, at this critical juncture, getting involved with even one is... tsk."

"Why did you get into a conflict with them?" Ignoring the commander's murderous expression, Monica asked with concern.

Saria shrugged helplessly: "Yeah, I'm trying to figure out why too!"

Monica pursed her lips upon hearing this.