Chapter 257

So she asked this question.

Of course, it was just idle chat during a meal.

As for who did it, it was not important to her; she did not need to know who did it.

"In Great Xia, there is a saying: 'The world bustles, all for profit.'"

"The meaning is that behind every event, the two words 'profit' are inescapable."

"Why would someone release a biological virus in such a place as a perfectly fine international airport?"

"What is the point of doing this?"

Claire looked at Jiang Hao without speaking, instead putting on an expression of serious listening, obviously waiting for Jiang Hao's next words.

"What is an airport?"

"Many people?" Claire thought for a moment and gave an answer.

"Correct." Jiang Hao smiled slightly.

Will Airport is an international airport with many people; even a shopping mall would not have as many people as an airport.

Most importantly, the airport space is larger, and it is not as easy to seal off as a shopping mall; once the virus spreads, it is very difficult to control.

"The more people there are, the more serious the situation becomes; in that case, who will gain the greatest profit?"

"Those companies that produce virus serums." Claire blurted it out almost immediately.

Some things, when you think about them yourself, you may not figure out clearly.

But when someone points out the theme to you, it becomes easy to understand.

Claire knew the capitalists of the Lighthouse Country far too well.

As long as it makes money, they will do anything, no matter how insane.

"Do you remember that fat man in front of you today?" Claire paused for a moment.

Then she realized Jiang Hao was talking about Ron Dai Weisi.

"You mean Councilor Dai Weisi."

Jiang Hao nodded.

"That Dai Weisi has a connection with a pharmaceutical company in Will City called Will Weight."

"He holds 15 percent of the shares in that pharmaceutical company."

"And Will Weight Pharmaceutical Company is a company that specializes in researching and selling virus serums."

"When global biological virus terrorist attacks were not yet frequent, it was only a small company."

"But currently, Will Weight Company has become a listed company, with a current market value of around 9 billion US dollars."

This was naturally not Jiang Hao specifically investigating that Will City councilor named Dai Weisi.

Rather, it was information automatically read by the Little Assistant earlier at the airport.

Jiang Hao had no interest in learning about a fat councilor.

Hearing this, Claire's face showed surprise.

"How do you know?" Because of the shock, Claire asked directly.

After asking, she realized her behavior was too impolite.

"Sorry, Mr. Jiang, I just—"

"It is fine; I do not mind."

"However, I will not tell you how I know this information."

"But I can tell you clearly that this biological terrorist attack at Will International Airport was orchestrated by this Will Weight Pharmaceutical Company."

"And this is not the first time they have done this, nor will it be the last."

Hearing this, Claire did not know what to say for a moment.

She actually had no reason to believe Jiang Hao's words, after all, they had only known each other for a short while.

But for some reason, she felt Jiang Hao's words were trustworthy.

Because Jiang Hao looked like a great person.

Such a person would have no need to lie to an ordinary person like her.

Thinking of the faces of those capitalists, Claire suddenly felt a desperate urge to cry.

Because clearly many people want this world to be better, but there are always those who, for profit, try every means to make this world worse.

And the power of these people is extremely strong.

"What is wrong, Claire? You look very depressed and unhappy."

"Hearing such news, who could be happy? Those damn capitalists." Claire could not help but curse.

You should know that her temper has always been very good.

"You believe my words so easily; what if I am lying to you?" Jiang Hao asked in return.

"Because I have nothing worth Mr. Jiang lying to me about; I am just an ordinary person."

"Moreover, you do not look like the kind of person who would lie."

Jiang Hao smiled.

"So, do you want to do something?"

Claire: "????"

"If you want to do something, I can help you."

Jiang Hao's virus is actually not yet perfect.

Because right now, it is like a game account that has been leveled to the maximum but lacks matching skills; it can only perform basic attacks and cannot unleash any real power.

And it still needs skills.

The skill is to let it grow infinitely on its own.

The Gy virus evolves somewhat differently from the Blacklight virus.

The Blacklight virus evolves based on its own body's thought.

For instance, if I need a powerful, sharp weapon to destroy things.

Then both hands will transform into sharp dual blades.

But the evolution of the Gy virus is more passive.

That is to say, the Gy virus needs a host to grow passively.

Jiang Hao himself naturally had no interest in doing these things.

So he conceived the idea of projecting the Gy virus outward.

No matter how fast the Gy virus grows, it cannot outpace him; once its growth satisfies him, he can simply reclaim it.

Moreover, reclaiming it does not mean he needs to kill the Gy virus's host.

And what better hosts are there than the protagonists of Resident Evil?

This is the reason for Jiang Hao's words now.

"Help me?"

"That's right; I just don't know if you are interested, or rather, if you all are."

"I think your brother must have mentioned me to you, but he didn't have my contact information, so he couldn't reach me."

Claire nodded.

"You can call him and ask him to come over right now."

"Okay." After hesitating for two seconds, Claire nodded and did not refuse.

Afterwards, Claire went outside to make the call.

Meanwhile, the current Chris, blaming himself for his teammates' deaths, had chosen to quit the BSAA squad.

He was now in a small town in Europe, getting drunk every day, his will extremely depressed.

Inside a tavern.

The phone Chris had placed on the table rang.

Chris didn't want to answer at all.

He picked up the phone intending to reject the call, but discovered the caller was his younger sister Claire.

Regarding his younger sister Claire, Chris still cared very much.

The two siblings lost their parents when they were young and grew up in relatives' homes.