"Wait a minute!"
The voice echoed through the air.
"Where is that aircraft from? Have you seen it before?"
"I have, just a couple of days ago. It was here to deliver goods for the Graven Company. The collapse radiation detection devices on this cargo ship were brought by them."
As he spoke, he turned his head to glance at the detection devices positioned at the top of the bridge.
"Huh? Why the change in tone? No need for secrecy anymore?"
"Sigh... You've seen it too..."
It was right in front of their eyes, how could they keep it a secret?
Not to mention, he only knew the owner of the aircraft. It was apparently from a small security contracting company in the east.
The person in charge was named Renault, with a group of unknown tactical dolls under him. Apart from that, there was little information available.
But since their last visit was just a routine delivery, the authorities had no intention of investigating further.
However, now it appears that the large ship next to the cruise liner also belonged to that Renault...
"Enough, let's not dwell on this here. If you're curious, just go ask if we can visit directly, okay?" With that, the woman deftly maneuvered past the security personnel on the tarmac, making her way to the gunship's door. Seizing the moment as the door was closing, she ducked inside.
"Hey! You!" Seeing the woman's actions, the young man hurriedly followed, squeezing in before the door shut completely.
Sensing the presence of intruders in the cockpit, Renault rolled his eyes in exasperation.
Where did these two bold fools come from?
Seeing Renault turn from the pilot's seat glaring at them, the woman reached into her pocket and pulled out an ID card. She waved it nonchalantly, saying, "Hello, I'm Charlotte! Can we interview you now?"
Hearing Charlotte's words, Renault rolled his eyes again. Not only had he never heard of Charlotte, but the 'ID' she pulled out was nothing more than the boarding pass used to board the ship.
"I don't do interviews, and you two, get out of here now, or I'll throw you both into the sea to feed the sharks." Renault looked annoyed at the two, especially the woman in front of him.
Did she even realize their current situation?
At this position, no one would come forward to uphold justice to innocent people trespassing. The security personnel on the cruise ship wouldn't care about security issues beyond the ship's boundaries.
He recognized the man beside her, who was obviously from Stasi. He had led the team when they delivered goods a while back, but seeing him in casual clothes, it was clear he wasn't here for work.
"Sorry, sir, my sister is just curious. I'll take her away now!" The young man apologized to Renault, and pulled Charlotte towards the door. Renault had already reopened it.
"Hey! Wait! Let me ask about the stuff from last time! Where did you get it!?" Charlotte protested.
"Enough! Sister! Stop causing trouble for others!" The young man called out, dragging Charlotte to the door.
"Wait, the stuff from last time? What stuff?" Hearing this, Renault frowned.
He hadn't given out anything noteworthy recently, except for the box he delivered to Mrs. Graven.
Could it be that Stasi withheld everything!?
"Um, it's some things Mrs. Graven gave me last time, like fruits..." Seeing Renault's furrowed brow, the young man explained awkwardly.
"And the bottle of wine!"
This alcoholic! Can't she see he's already angry? Don't blurt out things randomly!
Seeing Charlotte's eyes light up at the mention of the last bottle of wine, the young man regretted bringing her along on this cruise.
If he had known earlier, he would have stayed home honestly. At least, if he didn't come along, his sister wouldn't have done anything so impulsive.
But the reason was that bottle of wine. After she drank it, she had been pestering him for the past few days, asking him to investigate its origin. Even Charlotte had investigated, but unfortunately, they found nothing. The only thing they knew was that the bottle of wine came from Mrs. Graven.
Hearing this, Renault also looked puzzled. He raised an eyebrow and asked the young man, "Did you two eat those things?"
"Huh? Um? Was those things not supposed to be eaten?" The young man panicked at the thought that those items might be experimental.
"Of course, you can eat them. Still, after eating, did you experience any positive reactions, aside from adverse ones? Like feeling energized, or unable to tire or sleep?"
As he spoke, Renault took out his notebook, jotting down notes while observing the two.
"This...!? Can those things be experimental products from some laboratory!?"
Originally, Charlotte was focused on the delicious wine, but hearing Renault's words, she couldn't help but panic.
"Of course not from any lab. It's just some vegetables grown at home. Two unlucky guys ate them before with no unusual reactions. You two came at just the right time for me to record your current condition."
Renault could guarantee that normal humans eating these foods wouldn't cause any problems. While there were no adverse effects, it didn't mean there were no positive changes.
For example, the inability to sleep mentioned earlier was simply due to increased energy, not fatigue. Apart from inconspicuous effects like increased energy, there might be other effects as well. Renault needed to ask these two how they felt now.
If he could confirm the degree of positive reactions, he might be able to more accurately make his vertical farm produce the effects he needed. By then, even if he couldn't make medicine, simply selling them directly would surely attract many buyers.
After all, the crops in the vertical farm grew too fast, resulting in a large surplus of ingredients that couldn't be consumed daily, all piled up in the warehouse. Over time, the rotten ones could only be crushed and turned into fertilizer for use in farming again.
So, confirming the specific effects and influences of the crops and making adjustments directly for sale was undoubtedly a good decision.
Renault was thinking about the vegetables in his garden, but Charlotte and the young man opposite him didn't think so.
Because the way Renault looked at them... It was like he was looking at guinea pigs!