After seeing Britney off, Kaplan also set off by himself to find General Morgan.
Eddie stood in front of a pharmaceutical company, WilPharma Corporation, the company researching the T-Virus vaccine.
It had established a branch in South India, where it conducted human experiments; a little financial compensation was enough when people died.
Just as Eddie was looking at the company sign, preparing to do something, an explosion suddenly occurred in a nearby stall.
Flames instantly spread, seemingly due to a gas leak.
Jessica stood in front of Eddie first. "It's dangerous here. Should we evacuate first?"
Eddie shook his head. "No, the show has just begun. We'll just watch from a distance."
A dark-skinned young man threw a torch at WilPharma Corporation, then pulled out several Molotov cocktails, seemingly engaging in a terrorist attack.
Without a handgun, just setting fires and smashing things, the young man shouted while throwing Molotov cocktails, "Garbage company, dark skinned-hearted company! You owe me my parents' lives! Damn company, come out, come out!"
WilPharma Corporation's security guards immediately rushed out. "Sir, please calm down. You are breaking the law. What you are doing is wrong!"
"Fight! Steal their things! If we can't live, they shouldn't live either!" A figure shouted loudly, and thugs suddenly ran out of the alleyways.
Each of them carried crude weapons and single-shot handguns.
"Shoot! Don't let them enter the company!" the security captain ordered!
Bang! As soon as he finished speaking, he was shot in the head by a killer mixed in the crowd and died on the spot.
Those charging were desperate poor people who couldn't afford medicine.
Some were also family members of those who died due to WilPharma Pharmaceutical's human experiments; these family members were all seeking compensation from the company.
Eddie held a cola, Jessica held popcorn, and Lisa held a pile of hamburgers.
The three of them ate and drank while watching the show from the side.
"Someone is instigating these citizens, causing trouble!" Eddie suddenly realized.
Jessica and Lisa just quietly ate their food, uninterested in riots or similar matters.
Their task was to ensure covert security; other matters took a backseat.
Eddie, with his sharp eyes, spotted several killers mixed in the crowd.
They skillfully fired their guns, killing the armed guards.
Some people continuously raised their arms and shouted, inciting the poor to burn, smash, and loot.
Those few people didn't seem to be Federation citizens, but rather mercenaries living on the edge of death!
Who hired these people to riot? What was their purpose?
Almost simultaneously, nearby cities also experienced a chain reaction, with citizens rioting; all of this was like the madness of Raccoon City back then.
Simmons had just gotten off the plane.
He was going to meet with other property magnates in his family for a meeting, a profitable meeting.
As long as the members made money, they would support him; this was an unchangeable truth.
His phone rang. "What? The building was blown up? Who did it? You don't know? If you don't know, what are you doing? Did you grow up eating shit? Go investigate for me!"
Simmons, putting down his phone, felt a sense of unease.
Just as he was about to make a call, he saw Carla's call coming in. "What's the matter?"
"The lab was attacked! Our latest research results were stolen, the mix of T-Virus and G-Virus, and the modified G-Virus data were also stolen, along with a batch of bioweapons ready for sale.
We need support; those useless people actually let someone easily breach the defenses, damn it!" Carla shrieked and cursed.
Those were her research results, meant to defeat and humiliate Eddie, and now they were stolen.
She was extremely angry, and amidst her frustration, there was also a sense of unwillingness.
"What!" Simmons clenched his fist, a sound of bones colliding.
Someone dared to stir up trouble right under his nose?
"You quickly send people to retrieve the items.
If I had the authority, I would have mobilized the guards long ago.
Those people said their duty was to guard the lab; there must be an inside man, find him!" Carla roared furiously.
"I understand.
You keep an eye on the lab's contents." Simmons finished speaking and hung up the phone, then picked up his phone and dialed.
This phone number was for the military; obviously, the series of blows had angered Simmons, and he was ready for a real, hard fight.
Meanwhile, in the lab, Carla and Oriana exchanged a smile, a smile that revealed triumph and cunning.
The two women had clearly cooperated.
"If nothing unexpected happens, Simmons will soon dispatch a private force for you to command.
Congratulations.
However, just with this, it will be very difficult for you to get revenge.
From what I understand, Eddie's two bodyguards are not easy to deal with." Oriana's smile carried a hint of mockery.
The attack was real, but things were somewhat unexpected.
There were two groups of attackers.
One group was Oriana's brother, Morpheus, who led people to attack and steal the finished bioweapons to sell for money.
The other group came directly to infiltrate and steal data.
After Morpheus led the attack, their whereabouts were exposed, and it eventually escalated into an armed conflict.
Oriana was very puzzled.
Who dared to cause trouble in the Federation? And clearly steal research data.
The T+G Virus had just shown some promise, and then they came.
Clearly, there was an inside man in the lab.
Chapter 366: Carla's Resentment is Because of Love
"You know Eddie very well? Are you his person?" Carla turned her head, her eyes unfriendly.
"Your expression reminds me of an idiom.
Do you know what it is?" Oriana didn't care, taking out a cigarette and lighting it.
These were medicinal cigarettes, very hard to buy.
Carla waved her delicate hand; she wasn't used to the smell of smoke.
"What idiom?"
"Love born from hate! Haha!" Oriana blew smoke rings, her smoky makeup making her look rebellious yet giving one the urge to conquer her.
"If you say that again, I'll shoot you!" Carla found it not funny at all, her eyes incredibly cold.
"Simmons is a good man; following him has a lot of prospects." Oriana changed the subject.
She had indeed acted as an inside man this time, but no one could find out.
Even within Umbrella, no one knew that she was the chief researcher of the Atlantic Ocean branch, and the famous Hypnos-T Type project was solely led by her.
She didn't care about fame; after all, her brother Morpheus was the head of the research institute, and it was good to have a powerful backer.
Her initial research into the Hypnos-T Type was just for fun, to see if it could make her a bit prettier.
Now, it seemed it wasn't very suitable, at least not applicable.
However, Carla's concept of the Pupa Virus was excellent, allowing human tissue to reorganize in a pupa, becoming more beautiful.
This was what Oriana needed.
"Whether he's a good man or not has nothing to do with me, an arrogant megalomaniac." Carla said dismissively.
It was laughable that a man with such power would be infatuated with a female agent.
With such power, who couldn't he find?
"Alright, let's not discuss him anymore.
Our plan must continue.
I'm very interested in your Pupa Virus.
Perhaps we can become true partners, not just superficial 'plastic sisters'." Oriana suggested seriously.
"After this incident, I will seriously consider it.
Not now." Carla said coldly, standing up and leaving the lab.
She was going to start acting, deceiving Simmons.
The riots in the Federation cities made everyone uneasy, and some even showed symptoms of vomiting, nausea, and high fever.
This was almost identical to the initial outbreak of the Raccoon City crisis.
This completely tied up Simmons's energy.
If another crisis broke out, there was no doubt that the Federation's overall strength would decline, and other regions would rise.
At that time, maintaining the Federation's transcendent position in the world would become a joke.
At this point, it was no longer important who was causing trouble.
Simmons had to stabilize the situation and ensure that the economic interests of his family members and supporters were not harmed.
While Simmons mobilized the family's guard forces to return and guard the lab, and track down the assailants who attacked the lab, a splendid villa garden district, a project invested in by the family, real estate has always been a very lucrative industry, as those who understand it know.
But at this moment, the villa district, which was about to be completed, experienced a shocking explosion.
High-concentration explosives were buried at the highest point, waiting for a specific time to detonate.
A project worth tens of billions was destroyed, and the things involved were enough to bankrupt the insurance company.
And the interesting thing was that the insurance project for this construction was also monopolized by family members.
The insurance industry's income is always greater than its payouts, a market with great potential.
Regardless of compensation, cracks already existed between family members, waiting to be further widened, leading to estrangement.
If there was no compensation, the real estate party would be unhappy.
If money was paid, the insurance party would also be unhappy, all because the amount involved was too massive.
Excella was also watching the live video in her office.
How could she miss such a spectacular scene?
Crossing her legs, her high heels dangled from her toes, a cigarette in her delicate hand, she watched the computer, blowing smoke.
On the screen was Alyssa's report: multiple Federation cities had reported high fever cases.
Due to the extremely high cost of healthcare in the Federation, private medical care was an unbearable burden.
Even a single cold could cost an ordinary person a week's salary, and how many weeks were there in a month?
Seeing a doctor a few times could easily lead to running out of money.
This led to a problem: by the time it was detected, it was already starting to become difficult to control.
"Cases in Avatara City, Trossa City, and Kunka Tela City are concerning.
I still remember the hellish Raccoon City a few months ago, where there were countless high fever cases.
Here, I call on everyone to bravely get tested, and I also ask relevant departments to be prepared for emergencies.
The Federation cannot afford a second Raccoon City." Alyssa was reporting live with genuine emotion.