Asura in Arknights

She let out a heavy breath, opened the notebook in her hand, and wrote a line in a code that only she understood.

"Boll Pharmaceuticals is suspected of using infected individuals for human experiments."

Chapter Eleven: Desire's Melancholy

About two weeks ago, Destreet received an informal commission.

The commission was to have her conduct a series of investigations into Ball Pharmaceuticals, and after gathering sufficient evidence, the commissioner would file a lawsuit in the Supreme Court.

Destle had no idea how this case had bypassed the formal procedures of Long Ridge Law Firm and ended up in her hands, but she wouldn't ask too many questions. She was no longer the novice she once was, and she knew not to say what she shouldn't say or ask what she shouldn't ask. As long as she did her job well, a lot of marks would come into her pocket.

Sometimes it's better for people to be a little less bright; knowing too much will only bring her trouble.

It's just a job; she should just do what she's supposed to do. Destreet doesn't want to risk her life for it.

After writing that line, Descartes tossed the notebook onto the table, leaned back heavily in her chair, and reached out to gently rub her temples to soothe her tense nerves.

At the same time, Destreet's brain was working at lightning speed, organizing and analyzing the intelligence she had gathered over the past two weeks.

The information my employer provided was extremely limited, only stating that Pol Pharmaceuticals was suspected of conducting some illegal experiments... This is utter nonsense; which of these large corporations has clean hands?

[Pol Pharmaceuticals is a major driving force behind the Infected Persons Act. They also seem to have a business partnership with another pharmaceutical company. Selling anti-Originium drugs could indeed quickly generate cash flow and utilize the labor force of the infected.]

As for whether the drugs are real or fake, who can say for sure? In any case, Oripathy is a terminal illness, and there is always the possibility of sudden death.

However, Destle was very clear that even if the drugs were fake, it wouldn't have much impact on such a large corporation. At most, it would be a matter of bowing, apologizing, and firing the person in charge, and the matter would be forgotten by the public before long, causing no trouble in the ever-changing Great Knight Territory.

She needed to gather more compelling evidence... Thinking about this, Destreet became even more frustrated.

Although there were times when evidence needed to be collected in previous cases, it was just a matter of running errands and making arrangements with relevant departments. It was nothing like now, where she had to collect almost every piece of evidence herself.

And to make matters worse, she had no choice but to accept.

Destreet even began to suspect that someone disliked her and was deliberately trying to sabotage her.

After all, she is the most outstanding of the new generation of lawyers at Changjiang Law Firm. She has handled many cases in the past few years and has an amazing record of never losing a defense. It is only natural that she would arouse jealousy.

The workplace is not as gentle as school. Even your colleagues are people you have to be wary of, or you might get betrayed at any time.

The clients of Changjiang Law Firm are not harmless ordinary people, but rather powerful directors and wealthy individuals who control massive amounts of Marks and power. For them, making a small lawyer like her disappear is just a matter of talking.

A senior lawyer disappeared in this way. His colleague leaked some information about the case he was handling, which led to his defeat in court. In the end, he was found dead in his home, with six arrows in his body.

Therefore, Destreet became increasingly cautious, even writing her investigation records in code, lest she herself "commit suicide" if she wasn't careful.

She's starting to wonder if she made the wrong career choice.

Is being a lawyer really that dangerous? How did those top-tier lawyers manage to persevere to this day?

Destreet is now considering running away to the countryside to retire, as her savings over the years are barely enough to get by.

Just as Destreet was considering this possibility, a voice came from beside her ear, "Ah, Destreet, you're back?"

"I haven't noticed you've been around much lately. Have you taken on some big case?"

When she opened her eyes, she realized that the person who had unknowingly walked up to her was the senior who had introduced her to the school.

The inexperienced Destreet won her first brilliant victory with her help.

However, Destle's achievements far surpassed his, and coupled with Destle's understanding of his true nature, their relationship gradually drifted apart.

However, Descartes would still respond to such greetings.

"Hmm... I've taken on a rather troublesome case."

"Open your eyes," Daisy mumbled.

At this moment, the senior colleague had already walked to Destreet's desk and casually glanced at her desktop.

However, all she saw was a completely meaningless sentence, and a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

However, she quickly put on a very friendly smile and said, "In that case, I won't ask any more questions. If you have any difficulties, just come to me. As a senior, I can still help you a lot."

"Yes, thank you for your kindness, senior, but I'm not facing any difficulties right now, so I don't need to trouble you for the time being," Daisy replied politely.

After that senior left, Descartes rolled her eyes at her retreating figure.

Ask her for help? Unless she doesn't want to live anymore, this woman is definitely plotting to sabotage her. Destle doesn't want to be betrayed one day.

After grumbling to herself for a while, Destle refocused her attention on the case at hand.

Bohr Pharmaceuticals...infected individuals...and illegal human experiments. Based on the intelligence she has gathered over the past few days, obtaining decisive evidence will likely require her to take risks.

The secret is most likely hidden in these areas: Plot 0, the old city, the substructure area, and Plot 21, which has been abandoned.

Plot Zero is now the designated gathering place for infected people. The old city is a mixed bag, with a large number of illegal immigrants and poor people who do not believe in the Kazimir policy. Many secret projects are hidden in the lower structure area. Before being destroyed by the natural disaster, Plot 21 was the headquarters of Pol Pharmaceuticals.

These locations all have a high probability of containing the evidence that Descartes needs.

However... with Destreet's mediocre skills, trying to go to the latter three places would be tantamount to suicide.

In the old town, let alone those dangerous illegal knights, even a few greedy vagrants swarming around Destreet wouldn't be a match for her. As for the lower-level areas... what if she discovers something she shouldn't know? Destreet wanted to live a few more years.

Plot 21 was further contaminated by the natural disaster. If she dared to go to such a place, she would probably become an infected person that everyone hated when she returned.

Plot Zero has at least been publicized on the intercity network, so it seems to be in relatively good order and shouldn't encounter too much danger.

"Plot Zero, huh..."

With a sigh, Daisy opened her drawer and took out a portable staff.

Chapter Twelve, Plot Zero

At the same time, across from Changjiang Law Firm, in a milk tea shop.

Even if you're only selling ordinary milk tea, a shop in a prime location in the Great Knight's Territory wouldn't be cheap.

After following the young lawyer all the way, Li Ang and Adele were also feeling a bit tired, so they randomly found a shop nearby to rest.

Although the taste is good, the price is indeed very expensive, with the lowest price for a cup being fifteen marks, a price that makes most of the working class in the Great Knights hesitate.

However, this was not a problem for Li Ang and his companion at all.

Feeling the cool yet sweet milk tea slide down my throat, every cell in my body seemed to make a soothing sound.

After finishing most of his iced fruit tea in one go, Li Ang put the plastic helmet that was half-open on his head back on.

His strange attire did attract the attention of some other customers in the store, but they only glanced at him before looking away.

There are plenty of oddly dressed people in the Great Knights' Territory, so Li Ang is not an exception.

Originally, Li Ang didn't need to bring this thing, and very few people in the Grand Knights had ever seen his face.

However, this level of disguise became necessary after the two decided to follow Destreet.

Regardless of what others might say, that young lawyer would definitely recognize him.

If she doesn't even know Li Ang, the person in charge of Pol Pharmaceuticals, why is she even bothering to investigate him?

Sitting in the chair opposite Li Ang, Adele looked down and took out her phone.

Adele gasped as soon as the screen lit up.

"Ah...it seems the professor noticed we left. He sent me a lot of text messages."

Several hours later, the people in the manor finally discovered the letter left by the two of them.

And sure enough, Professor Valcke has already sent a text message to inquire about the situation.

Li Ang also took out his phone and looked at it.

Just then, a phone call came in, and upon closer inspection, it was from the professor.

Li Ang immediately fell into deep thought.

After thinking for a few seconds, Li Ang silently put his phone away.

As expected... it's best to just pretend I didn't see it.

Adele thought the same way. After composing a text message and sending it back, she quietly put her phone away.

They exchanged a glance and simultaneously revealed a knowing smile... although Li Ang's expression was completely hidden by his helmet, so nothing could be seen.

"Is Miss Destle still not making a move?" Adele asked.

"Yes, she's still at her workstation; she must be resting."

After sensing Destreet's condition, Leon replied.

They've been resting here for a while now, and if Destreet stays in the Long Ridges Law Firm building, they'll have no choice but to give up on this impulsive stalking attempt.

Leon and Adele didn't have much time to waste on this.

If they fail to uncover Destle's true intentions this time, then Li Ang plans to hand the matter over to his secretary.

As a former Platinum-ranked member of the Unarmored Alliance, Hinterlea should be quite adept at this type of work.

“Wait…it seems she’s about to make a move.” Li Ang raised an eyebrow.

In Li Ang's perception, Destle had just taken a portable staff from her desk.

For ordinary people whose Originium Arts proficiency has not reached a certain level, a staff is essential in order to unleash Originium Arts.

Destle took out her staff at this moment, not just for fun; she must have a reason to use Originium Arts, which is why Leon deduced that she was preparing to take action.

Sure enough, Destle, as she sensed it, went to the restroom to disguise herself before leaving the Long Reins law firm building with the portable staff.

"Let's go."

Adele nodded, and together with Li Ang, they finished the rest of their fruit tea before getting up and leaving the milk tea shop.

At this moment, Destreet had already boarded a bus and was heading west of the city.

Leon and Adele waited at the station for a few minutes, boarded the next bus, and followed Destreet at a leisurely pace.

When they reached the final stop, the two finally realized that Destreet's destination was a place they were very familiar with—Plot Zero.

However, this made Li Ang frown.

This means that his previous guesses were basically correct; Destreet was indeed investigating the infected people because of their situation.

But there's no smoke without fire. Even if the other directors wanted to smear Li Ang, it would require that Boer Pharmaceuticals actually had problems.

Could it be... that someone is secretly plotting something behind their backs?

Adele also considered this possibility and unconsciously clenched her hands.

They both knew that they couldn't change the image of infected people in the eyes of the world on their own, but they could do something for this group. The Infected Persons Act was born under this premise.

Although part of Plot Zero was leased to other companies, it was basically under the control of Pol Pharmaceuticals.

Now that someone dared to cause trouble here, Li Ang's mood immediately soured.

Suppressing the urge to contact Shining and directly investigate Plot Zero, the two entered Plot Zero.

Li Ang was curious to see what kind of shady dealings Destle could uncover here.

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The last time Li Ang and Adele visited Plot Zero was more than two or three months ago.

In the past three months, Plot Zero has undergone tremendous changes.

Besides the central hospital, 40% of the buildings, factories, and other facilities have been put into use. Countless workers can be seen bustling about on this site. Although it is not as prosperous as the Great Knight Territory, it is still a thriving scene.

Judging from the exposed skin of these workers, they were all infected without exception.

It seems that using Blood Knight, the infected champion, as a brand has been quite effective.

The only thing that made them feel uncomfortable was that from the moment they stepped into Plot Zero, Li Ang felt many hostile gazes sweeping over them.

Their current attire makes them look like rich young masters and ladies who have secretly run away for a trip, completely out of place with the atmosphere of Plot Zero.

Destreet had already noticed this and changed into a very simple, even somewhat worn-out, outfit.

However, the two people who were secretly following her didn't have a chance to change their clothes.

Ordinary people are hostile to infected people, and infected people will naturally band together to retaliate against ordinary people.

Too lazy to bother these people, Li Ang simply rubbed two fake Originium crystals onto his arm.

Chapter Thirteen: Red Pine

After regaining his sight, Li Ang discovered that the clothing design style of the Terra world was very interesting.

Regardless of the season, clothing always uses some hazy, semi-transparent materials on the limbs and neck, areas that are not particularly important. This allows others to vaguely see the wearer's skin through the material. If one only observes by senses, Li Ang would not be able to notice this.

This special design wasn't for superficial reasons like being pretty or fashionable; it was for a very simple purpose—to identify infected individuals.