Chapter 27

The moment the heat wave hit, Murphy also grabbed the rope and suddenly disappeared.

Not long after he left, Malfoy Manor turned into fragments in a loud noise, and those fragments stained with Fiendfyre even ignited the forest near the manor, and a monstrous fire rose up.

After a spin, Murphy and the five Muggles were transported to the warehouse by the rope-shaped Portkey.

"Ugh..." Some Muggles couldn't stand this sudden space conversion and vomited.

Alex looked at the people who suddenly appeared in a daze, somewhat confused, "Mr. Parker, who are these people?"

"Muggles."

"Ah, you, are you injured?!" Alex noticed the blood on Murphy.

Murphy looked down, there was indeed a lot of blood on him, "Someone else's."

As he spoke, he tidied himself up with Scourgify.

"What exactly did you go to do?" Alex still couldn't help asking.

Murphy had just escaped from a big battle, and his nerves were still a bit tense, but hearing this guy ask, he inexplicably felt a sense of relaxation; he reached out and patted the round-faced wizard on the shoulder, "Do you really want to know?"

Alex chickened out and hurriedly shook his head like a rattle, "No no, I'd better not ask."

Murphy smiled, his mood relaxed a bit, then looked at those Muggles; they had suffered a lot of fright and torture, but fortunately, none of them were injured.

So he drew his wand and cast Obliviate on them one by one.

It was better to eliminate those terrible memories.

After doing this, Murphy moved the unconscious Muggles one by one to a safe little forest near the factory with Apparition, disguising them as if they were lost after escaping.

Then he called Patrick.

"Where did you go, I couldn't contact you just now."

"Handled a little matter, how are things on your end?"

"The police came, and later a few people from the Security Bureau came; I hadn't seen their credentials at all, but the police seemed to listen to them; they checked it once and said it was an explosion caused by a gas leak; I don't quite believe it, but the video recorder was broken, and the security guard didn't know why he fainted, and after waking up, he didn't remember anything, so we had to agree with their statement."

The more Patrick spoke, the more solemn his tone became, "I think this matter is not simple, someone must be playing tricks behind the scenes!"

"Did they send people to look for those missing workers?"

"The police are looking, there are no clues yet."

"Hmm." Murphy was silent for a while, "I have an idea..."

"I think you think the same as I do," Patrick said, "This matter must be manipulated by those pharmaceutical companies behind the scenes! It's hateful that we have no evidence!"

"Uh..." Murphy was silent for a moment.

Actually, what he wanted to say just now was that he felt he could frame this matter on those pharmaceutical companies, but he didn't expect Patrick to skip this step directly and actually think they were playing tricks.

Thinking about it, Murphy didn't correct him, but asked: "How did your talks with them go?"

"Failed, they don't want to just share some profits at all," Patrick said, "And, there is even worse news, the committee's ban has come down, even stricter than we imagined before, they require that unless we disclose the formula, we must take it off the shelves."

"This is trying to do things to the end," Murphy said.

However, since that's the case, don't blame me for being impolite.

"Go see them again, the heads of these pharmaceutical companies, and that director of the Medicines Safety Commission, go see them all."

"They clearly want to force us to death, they won't agree to any of our conditions," Patrick said.

"Just say you want to surrender, they will always see you," Murphy said, "Then, get some of their hair, it doesn't need to be much, just one strand from each person."

"Hair?" Patrick was confused, "Are you preparing to cast a curse on them?"

"Curse?" Murphy was amused, "Let's just say it is."

You said there's no evidence, I'll find you some evidence.

A few days later, several major British television stations such as BBC, Sky Broadcasting, and London Weekend all received an anonymous tip-off; out of caution, several major news media did not report it.

But soon, a two-minute anonymous video recording spread through several small television stations, immediately causing a sensation throughout the UK.

In that two-minute stolen video, one could see four or five men sitting around a dining table, drinking coffee.

Because the distance between the shooting equipment and the few people was far, the image quality and sound were not clear, but it was still possible to judge the approximate identities of the few people from their conversation content.

One was a high-ranking official of the Medicines Safety Commission, and the others were from first-line pharmaceutical giants such as Wellcome, Glaxo, and AstraZeneca.

And the content of their conversation was aimed at a newborn pharmaceutical enterprise and a medicine it produced.

This was a naked power-money transaction, and its purpose was to strangle the newborn pharmaceutical factory in the cradle and seize the formula of the medicine it produced which had extraordinary curative effects.

The video was released and immediately caused public condemnation, demanding a thorough investigation into the matter.

And after some investigation, investigators found more evidence to prove that this conversation had indeed occurred.

The evidence included but was not limited to the testimonies of many people in the private cafe, fragmented images recorded in several cameras, and the most solid evidence came from an amateur street photographer who unintentionally recorded the scene of several people walking out of the cafe.

And what happened next further corroborated the authenticity of the matter.

Clearly a miracle drug with effects never seen before, yet it couldn't wait for clinical permits, and was even required to be taken off the shelves if the formula wasn't disclosed. Clearly orders were lined up for nearly a year, not lacking money at all, yet rumors of going public or being acquired were frequently spread. Plus the internal staff of the drug dealer revealed that the other party had made concessions again and again, yet could only face the fate of being acquired, the weak and helpless newborn pharmaceutical company harvested a big wave of sympathy points.

Since then, as the incident continued to ferment, someone noticed a "gas pipeline explosion accident" that happened a few days ago at a factory under the Umbrella Corporation, and the various oddities in the accident were also dug out.

For example: the location of the explosion had no gas pipelines, five workers who were found after disappearing for a few hours but had amnesia, a large amount of lost medicinal materials and finished potions, the police who were tight-lipped about the incident and unwilling to announce the investigation process...

A complete logical chain gradually formed in people's hearts:

Wellcome, Glaxo, AstraZeneca and a crowd of pharmaceutical groups, with eyes and hands reaching the sky, monopolizing the market, originally earning a lot of money, but suddenly a Umbrella Corporation appeared, opening the market with the magical medicinal effect of White Medicine, threatening the interests of the pharmaceutical groups.

So, they first bribed the officials of the Medicines Safety Commission, obstructing in every way. Then they maliciously acquired it when the other party was in trouble. How could this Umbrella Corporation be small, but it had great ambition, still not afraid, not yielding, still trying to struggle for self-rescue.

So the enraged pharmaceutical groups finally took ruthless action, sending gang members/terrorists/mercenaries to launch a brazen attack on the Umbrella manufacturing factory, looting raw materials and samples, kidnapping employees, just to force out the formula!

At the same time, in order to cover their tracks, they even bribed the police, using the childish reason of "gas explosion" to deceive the public, intending to confuse the public!

Closed loop!

Perfect!

(End of chapter)