"So there is still a story like this!?"

"Although 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms' cannot be considered accurate history, as some plots are not based on real events, many stories within are still worth learning from in modern times."

"Yes, yes, indeed, this book is amazing, simply wonderful..."

"It can even offer guidance for many of our real-world issues."

"Exactly, that's it!"

"So then..."

After Zhou Mo Sen narrated the story of 'Standing in the enemy's camp but loyal to the homeland' to Ariana, this wealthy heiress was utterly captivated.

She was completely drawn in.

Our ancestors' books are truly remarkable.

But Zhou Mo Sen was not just here to tell stories, he had a matter to discuss.

Nevertheless, he had something up his sleeve and chatted with the young lady for a while, eventually bringing her to the point of 'So then'.

How would Ariana respond?

"Zhou, I kind of understand what you mean, but... this seems to put us in a difficult position."

That sentence was enough.

Zhou Mo Sen also hoped she would make a decision quickly, but in reality, she was not the one to make decisions.

Hence, Dr. Zhou expressed himself as follows.

"Remember what I told you?"

Hmm?

What did he say?

Ariana quickly recalled, "Could it be..."

"That's right, we don't need to rush."

"Oh, I understand!"

The wealthy heiress finally smiled.

What did she understand?

Of course, it was what Zhou Mo Sen had mentioned earlier.

These words were about this year's election!

Simply put, Zhou Mo Sen wasn't in a hurry.

Once the election results are out, then the Rockefeller Clan should know what to do.

Alright, the Republican Party should know what to do then.

Zhou Mo Sen still had a reserve, even at this point he held back from revealing his plan to support Jennifer Connelly.

Anyway, he wasn't anxious.

But, there was an urgent matter.

"Ariana, have you heard of the Descent Sect?"

"Ah? They..."

"You have indeed heard of them."

"Zhou, they seem to be expanding quickly."

Suddenly mentioning the Descent Sect, it surprised Ariana slightly.

This reaction provided sufficient information to Zhou Mo Sen.

"It seems they're really formidable," Zhou Mo Sen said with a hint of helplessness.

Ariana felt inexplicable pity, "Has something happened?"

"Let me be honest with you, I could attend that candidate's fundraising dinner this time because it was arranged by them."

Once said, Ariana instantly understood.

"Zhou, they must have used despicable methods, right?"

"Better not talk about this."

"No, that's unacceptable! I will certainly help you!"

"Ariana, your kindness has warmed my heart."

"Zhou..."

The young lady felt shy, her eyes glimmered with affection.

Honestly, Zhou Mo Sen didn't intend this. He's not one to deceive young girls.

But, he wasn't lying either, was he?

The Descent Sect is indeed hard to tackle, moreover, their methods are genuinely vile.

Directly targeting his diabetes treatment plan.

Besides, the Descent Sect currently has close ties with the Democratic Party, making Zhou Mo Sen's situation tough indeed.

As for Ariana... if the Rockefeller Clan wants to woo me, shouldn't they show some sincerity?

Now, take some action.

Nothing was said too clearly, yet the meal between them was quite pleasant.

Before Ariana left, she left a message.

"They will definitely not succeed!"

With this statement, Zhou Mo Sen nodded and smiled.

This promise is important, at least he can act more freely.

Just confront the Descent Sect head-on.

Let's see if my control over Eastern mysterious forces is superior to your local US cult!

...

San Diego.

A certain community.

"Madam, you mean your child was also affected by this drug, and..."

"You dare talk to me? You bastard! You're the one selling these drugs!"

"Madam, I don't deny it, but I'm truly here to help you this time!"

"Help me? It's better if you don't harm me, bastard!"

"Madam, please believe in my sincerity!"

"Get out! Leave!"

After losing his beloved daughter, Fulton indeed developed severe PTSD towards his company and the drug Oxycodone.

It was so bad that he even felt like vomiting at the sight of the drug.

Yet he knew he couldn't afford to be like this.

He had to persevere.

Fulton didn't even resign; he remained employed at Purdue Company.

The reason for this was his plan to gather more evidence!

Indeed, Fulton intended to amass more evidence and then initiate legal action against Purdue Company!

This plan is commendable, maybe even the only thing he can do.

However, what Fulton didn't anticipate was that during his evidence-gathering process...

He felt even more nauseated.

The number of people and families affected by Oxycodone was overwhelming!

He only conducted a few visits in San Diego, and the numbers were nearing ten thousand.

Ten thousand!

What were once lively lives.

Now just names.

This is terrifying!

Fulton's guilt intensified to the point of nausea.

He originally knew he was guilty, but didn't expect his sins were so heavy.

Yet, this further strengthened his resolve.

He must complete this plan!

So then...

Just driven away by the Black lady, should he rest and then talk to her again?

Fulton had become quite seasoned by now.

His skin had grown incredibly thick.

Even if others despised him openly, he'd still persevere.

Because it doesn't really matter.

As long as he could gather more evidence, which meant more victims' statements willing to testify in court.

The probability of winning the lawsuit would increase.

Now then...

While hesitating, a fierce-looking man appeared.

"Hey! Mr. Fulton, you seem pretty busy lately."

"Oh, Officer Hank, hello there."

It was Hank, though he wasn't in uniform.

Actually, Captain Hank had been keeping an eye on Fulton for some time.

At this moment... should they have a chat?

He wore civilian clothes.

They already knew each other, and they had mutual understanding regarding Tia's death.

Many things need not be concealed.

Might as well grab a drink and chat.

So, they soon arrived at a bar and rapidly delved into the topic of Purdue Pharmaceutical.

"You're planning to gather enough evidence before taking action?"

"What else?"

"Mr. Fulton, you're a hero."

"Officer Hank, please don't say that, I'm just a sinner."

"What you've done is already amazing."

"I haven't done enough."

"But have you thought about alternative methods?"

"What methods?"

"Doing this alone isn't enough, you should involve more people to act with you!"

"So what do we do? Start the lawsuit now? It's incredibly difficult to prove a drug is harmful."

Fulton spoke the truth, Hank understood.

Then why did this DEA Captain say such things?

Actually, Hank came prepared.

"Have you considered now?"

"Now?"

Fulton was confused, what's happening now?

Hank smiled, "It's election season, so which side is Purdue Company on?"

"Ah, this..."

Fulton instantly grasped it.

To prove the harm of a drug, the FDA is indeed a protective barrier.

But from a different angle?

Such as, did Purdue Company fund the Democratic or Republican Party?

Better still, did they violate regulations!

It's election time, if approached from this angle, then—what if Purdue Company illegally funded the Democratic Party and opened the door for Oxycodone?

If such dirt surfaces, what would the Republican Party do?

They'd surely make a huge fuss!

Then further... yes, they'd ignite the massive issue of Oxycodone!

This strategy is quite promising.

And Hank implied: "You are a district-level manager, you must have access to some inside info, right."

Yes, this is Fulton's true value!

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