Pa, pa.
"Uh... Biotech called?"
Lille lightly slapped twice, waking Murphy from his dream.
"Not exactly — I found a middleman to handle your issue, Faraday — the best middleman in Saint Domingo."
"Huh?" Murphy was stunned. "What do you mean? You can't be..."
"Calm down, he's not from Biotech. He's been commissioned to investigate Biotech. Just tell him what you know — but don't spill everything—
I don't need to teach you that, right?"
Say it, but not all at once.
Murphy understood, but he felt some pain—
"I... I already told you everything. And now you're telling me this?"
Indeed, Murphy had already leaked the crucial name to Lille — his superior, Diana Kuno.
He had no choice; he was genuinely scared shitless by that cyberpsycho Cedric, and the contaminated blood gave him a taste of the same nerve pain. He was already out of his mind.
Not everyone can stay rational in a crisis.
Lille continued, "We're bros. I won't spill it. He doesn't know about Diana Kuno.
