The villain daughter did all kinds of things

Because under normal circumstances, the probability of a magic rejecter being mutated into a monster and surviving after being corrupted by magic is less than 5%.

If Slat Pharmaceuticals really wants to use magic rejecters to create biological weapons, then a conversion rate of about 40% is perfectly acceptable... Old Man Langdon has indeed done many cruel things, but his moral bottom line is still too high compared to that of a real black-hearted capitalist or ambitious person.

If it were any other researcher who, after receiving support from Slat Pharmaceuticals and achieving certain results, unilaterally terminated the collaboration and refused to hand over the research findings, Slat Pharmaceuticals would certainly not let them off the hook.

But old man Langdon was different; he had too many powerful backers. Even if Slater Pharmaceuticals wanted to take action against him, they would have to think twice. In the end, Slater Pharmaceuticals chose to swallow their anger.

Koslat Pharmaceuticals never gave up on this plan; they had always wanted to obtain Langdon's findings on the transformation of magic rejectors. This achievement might not be much to a genius like Langdon, and he himself might even look down on it, but if an ordinary person were to work on it, it could be something they could never achieve even after a lifetime of research.

When Langdon was first brought to the FBI, a mole planted by another faction tried to force him to hand over his research results, but he was too insignificant and was easily killed by Langdon.

Looking back now, that lowly mole was very likely from Slat Pharmaceuticals, and if Slat Pharmaceuticals could plant one mole in the FBI, they could plant many more.

After Langdon's arrest, the FBI was responsible for cleaning up his experimental facilities. If there was also a mole from Slater Pharmaceuticals involved, it's not impossible that they could find some technical data they wanted in Langdon's research facilities.

Judging from the fact that Slat Pharmaceuticals has already begun targeting magic rejecters, they have likely obtained some technology to increase the mutation conversion rate of magic rejecters and are conducting research on controlling mutated monsters to use as biological weapons.

Putting aside morality and justice for the moment, if Slat Pharmaceuticals really manages to pull this off, then Slat Pharmaceuticals, which can mass-produce biological weapons, will also be considered to have entered the arms industry, which is tantamount to taking away Merson's cake.

Therefore, we cannot let it go unchecked.

However, it's unlikely that they'll directly use this incident to attack Slater Pharmaceuticals, since all of this is currently just Emery's speculation and there's no concrete evidence yet.

Furthermore, even if Slater Pharmaceuticals is not as powerful as it used to be, it is still a top-tier conglomerate, controlling enormous resources and armed forces. A full-scale conflict with them would be tantamount to a sizable federal civil war.

Therefore, this matter cannot be handled too rashly. Many of the methods used against the Arts Association are not suitable for use against Slat Pharmaceuticals.

After pondering for a moment, Amelie decided that she should investigate the true nature of Slater Medicine to verify her speculation, no matter what.

If it were the protagonist in a movie, he would definitely choose to infiltrate and search for evidence at this point. If he succeeds, it will be a great action movie; if he fails, it will still be a thrilling action movie.

But Emery certainly wouldn't use such a clumsy method; she planned to find a breakthrough directly from Debbie Slater, the key figure.

Although Debbie Slater is a heiress of a top conglomerate, her identity as a researcher makes her a complete homebody. She has absolutely no personal relationship with Emerald, so it would be quite abrupt for Emerald to ask her out directly, and it would easily arouse suspicion.

But it's okay, Emery has a good best friend.

For a new type of top-tier conglomerate whose main business is finance, it is essential to maintain good interpersonal relationships with all other top-tier conglomerates through financial transactions. Stella Morgan, known as the "Little Queen of Finance," must also have connections within the Slater family.

"Hey honey, how much have you made lately?"

After shifting her position slightly in the chair to get some fresh air, Emery leaned back in a very languid posture and began magical communication with Starling.

"Not much... only about a billion Luns, nothing compared to the huge profits you'd make if you swallowed the entire Arts Association whole!"

There was a clear hint of bitterness in Starling's words:

"Everyone says that we in finance make money fast, but I think you arms dealers are more capable. I have to talk myself hoarse to close a big deal and earn a little commission, while you can make a move that represents someone's wealth accumulated over hundreds of years... tsk tsk tsk."

"Don't make me sound like a robber, okay? I'm just a kind-hearted person..."

Emerald first boasted smugly, then changed the subject:

"But I did manage to get my hands on quite a few good things this time... You know, I've never been really interested in art, but I have a lot of it now. I'll take you to my art collection later, my dear, and you can pick out any pieces you like."

"You said it, don't go back on your word!"

Starling immediately perked up:

"Although I'm not particularly interested in art, many of my clients do like it, so getting some nice things from you as gifts is a good idea... Wait, there's no smoke without fire. You're giving me expensive art for no reason, so what do you need my help with?"

"Darling, your words are so hurtful~~"

Emery's tone suddenly became somewhat exaggerated:

"Can't I just want to share my joy with you, my dear?"

"Forget it."

Starling, however, scoffed at it:

"I know how to use your sweet talk, don't try to fool me! If you need any help, just say so, don't delay my business dealings and making money!"

"Hehe, you're so sweet and considerate~~"

Amelie smiled seductively before revealing her intention:

"You must have connections at Slat Pharmaceuticals, right? Could you help me make an appointment with Debbie Slat?"

"...What, you scumbag, you've got your eye on Debbie Slater again?"

Starling's tone immediately became full of disdain:

"Just because of that meeting during Langdon's public trial?"

"more or less."

Emery wasn't embarrassed at all; she even deliberately smacked her lips.

"Although her short hair isn't really my type, her legs in black stockings are amazing, and her nerdy vibe with glasses is quite charming, plus she has this aloof look... Hmm, I'd really like to see her break down in tears."

"Hmm... then it seems you're not just lusting after her body, but have ulterior motives."

Starling, however, didn't believe a word Emerald said, or rather, she accurately judged Emerald's true meaning, and after a moment's thought, she said:

"For the sake of those artworks, I might as well help you... Although I don't have much of a relationship with Debbie Slater, I have a good relationship with her brother who is in charge of the company's finances. He was my lapdog for a while, but he gave up on me after seeing that I really wasn't interested in men."

“I can ask Debbie’s brother to arrange a date with her for you, but I can’t guarantee whether she will agree to it… Slat Pharmaceuticals is still a top-tier conglomerate, and while others have to treat you, Miss, with deference, they may not be as afraid of you as they think.”

"I know... so when you help me make an appointment with her, just pass on a message for me."

Emery's eyes narrowed slightly, her tone very confident:

“Tell her that I have some of the technology that old man Langdon didn’t make public, but I don’t know much about biomedicine myself, so I want to find someone to cooperate with.”

"Understood, then wait for my message."

Stellar's tone immediately conveyed understanding. After discussing the matter, she chatted casually with Emery for a couple more minutes before hanging up.

After the call ended, Emery sat up straight again, tapped her fingers on the table, and put her monocle back on.

"Lily of the valley".

"Young Miss, I'm here."

The virtual avatar of Lily of the Valley immediately appeared on the desk, kneeling obediently.

“You used the technical data left behind by old man Langdon to help me fabricate a research result.”

"Emerity said in a relaxed tone."

"Fictional research findings?"

Lily of the Valley tilted her head, her tone tinged with confusion:

“But I’ve never done that, Miss… I can only make calculations and inferences based on existing data; fabrication is not within my scope of function.”

"It's actually very simple, Lily of the Valley, you can definitely do it."

Emery's tone was like that of a scumbag leading a young girl astray:

"Old Langdon must have a lot of abandoned ideas, right? You know, the kind of projects he tried to research for a while but found that the path didn't work... Lily, all you need to do is find one of these projects that meets the requirements, delete Old Langdon's conclusions, keep only the wonderful fantasies Old Langdon had about the idea at the beginning of the project, and add some more professional terms, and that should be about right."

"This……"

Linglan's eyes began to flicker, likely due to the magic calculation core working under high load. After a moment, she nodded.

"I think I understand what you mean, Miss... Hmm, I can certainly give it a try. Does Miss have any other requests?"

"Have."

Amelie thought for a moment and said:

"In terms of details, Linglan, you must use more professional terms in your fabricated research results. Try to make laymen feel impressed but not knowledgeable at first glance, and experts will be greatly impressed at first glance, but they will find many flaws after studying it carefully."

"...I understand, I will try."

Lily nodded obediently and began working as Emerald had instructed.

For the rest of the day, Suzuran, just like the AI ​​painting in Amelie's previous life, kept generating various research results that looked impressive but were actually completely impossible.

Emerald picked and chose from these fictional creations, constantly making new demands for Suzuran to revise them, and finally managed to obtain a result that was somewhat satisfactory to her.

The next morning, good news came from Starling's side as well—Debbie Slater, while very wary of Emerald's invitation, was also very interested in the collaboration Emerald proposed.

After a night of consideration, Debbie Slater officially replied, accepting Emerald's invitation and agreeing to meet her at the Drunken Red House in Sphinx that night.

Chapter 228 Clash of Women

"Miss Slater, this way, please come in~~"

In the VIP room of Drunken Red Mansion, Amelie was enjoying tea and a shoulder massage from Marcy while watching two blonde beauties in Hanfu dance. Upon hearing the sound outside the door, she put down her teacup and casually used magic to create a mirror in her palm to check her reflection. Only after confirming that her image had not been damaged by her previous enjoyment did she feel relieved.

Today, Amelie wore a Lolita-style dress in a light pink color that was quite girlish. She paired it with black pantyhose and brown ankle boots, creating a look that was both hot and sweet and innocent, which was particularly charming.

At least Marcy couldn't stand it. After dressing up Emerald at home, she immediately hugged Emerald's feet and begged for her favor until she fainted amidst Emerald's disgusted expression.

The two blonde beauties in Hanfu who are performing dances in the room keep trying to dance into Amelie's arms, even though Amelie has never requested any such services. It's the courtesan, who should be seducing others with her beauty, who is being seduced by Amelie instead.

Of course, although Amelie was a scumbag, she was very picky about food, and you could even say she was a germaphobe. She never touched women in the brothel, at most she would watch the singing and dancing, drink and chat, which made the two blonde beauties in Hanfu very disappointed.

As the door to the private room was pushed open, Debbie Slater, who had arrived as promised, finally came.

Emery first gave her a frank and open look.

Their looks and figures are undoubtedly top-notch. Children of large conglomerate families often have excellent foreign genes, so most of them are handsome men and beautiful women.

The few who aren't like that all have a good foundation; it's just that they can't control their appetite or lack exercise, which leads to their bodies going out of shape.

Debbie Slater was also very well-developed, with a delicate face and a charming figure. Apart from her short hair that didn't even reach her shoulders, which made Emery quite dissatisfied, everything else about her was perfect.

Debbie was clearly dressed up today. Although she was still wearing the white lab coat that researchers were required to wear and a pair of plain black-rimmed glasses, the lab coat was not buttoned up, and you could clearly see the light gray tight-fitting knitted vest and super short hot pants underneath, as well as the two suspenders sticking out from the legs of the hot pants and the fishnet stockings connected to them.

Simply put, she's unassuming on the outside but fiery on the inside. This Miss Debbie may seem like a socially awkward, introverted girl with a touch of aloofness, but she's actually very perceptive.

Amelie chuckled inwardly, but on the surface, she quickly stood up enthusiastically and extended her hand to Debbie with a sweet smile:

"It's nice to see you again, Debbie. I hope we have a pleasant evening together."

"good evening."

Debbie was noticeably more reserved than Emery, who was much more outgoing, but she still reached out and shook hands with Emery.

Debbie's original plan was to simply touch hands with Emerald and be done with it, but Emerald not only grabbed her hand immediately, but also gently hooked her palm with her fingers.

...Seriously? So direct?

Debbie was dumbfounded.

She had indeed heard some bad rumors about Emerald and was mentally prepared to be harassed when she came to the appointment tonight, but she really didn't expect it to start like this right away.

After the initial shock, Debbie immediately tried to pull her hand back.

Instead, Emery gripped Debbie's hand even tighter, and exclaimed excitedly:

"Wow, Debbie, your fingers are so beautiful, and your skin is amazing... I've heard that women in the medical field have very dexterous fingers. I wonder if I'll ever have the chance to see them?"

What do you mean by that? That's enough!

Debbie was starting to lose her composure.

She forcefully pulled her hand back, saying rather irritably:

“If you, Emerald, have the chance to visit my laboratory, I certainly wouldn’t mind showing you my nimble fingers… As a researcher, my fingers often come into contact with some very dangerous drugs, and there may be some residue. For your health and safety, you’d better not touch my hands casually.”

"Is that so... Haha, that's such a shame."

Emery smiled without any embarrassment and gestured for them to proceed again:

"Please sit down, Debbie. I'll have Sisi serve you some tea."

After speaking, Emery sat down first, gave Marcy a wink, and then looked at the two blonde beauties in Hanfu who had stopped moving when Debbie entered the room:

"Don't just stand there, keep playing the music and dancing, and serve Sister Debbie well, and I'll reward you handsomely!"

"There's no need for singing and dancing; I'm not interested. Let them leave. Consider it my way of saying I'm very satisfied with their performance."

Debbie waved her hand, stopping the two blonde beauties in Hanfu who were about to continue dancing. She then took the tea that Marcy offered, took a small sip, and her eyes lit up.

"Excellent tea! Excellent craftsmanship! No wonder you are your personal maid."

Marcy didn't say much, just smiled and bowed slightly before walking back to stand behind Emerald, becoming her decorative maid.

"Of course, Sissi is my favorite maid."

Emerald, however, naturally put her arm around Marcy's waist, pulled Marcy into her arms, kissed her cheek, and then looked at the two blonde beauties in Hanfu who looked aggrieved:

"Didn't you hear what Debbie said? This is none of your business. Get out. You'll get your due reward."