Chapter 100 Bishop
Li Ang lowered his eyelids. Although he had a premonition, hearing this answer still stirred waves within him.
From Xu Tuoan, who had been dead for more than a decade in Longheng Square, to the drug den in Malawi City, Philippines, the ’System’ of the killing game seemed to be deliberately leading Li Ang to establish contact with the so-called Datura organization.
The feeling of being led by the nose was not good, not good at all.
To Santos, Li Ang’s expressionless face seemed like hesitation before a killing spree.
The brother of the rebel leader hastily said, "Everything I told you is true; I didn’t lie to you! See this test tube in my hand? It’s filled with ’Datura 3,’ which only members of the organization are qualified to use. Not only does it make the user feel like they’re in heaven, but it also grants them all sorts of unimaginable special abilities! Like a superhero. And, aren’t you a S.W.A.T. operator? If you agree to keep me alive, I will surely recommend an elite combatant like you to the organization. With the credit from this successful raid on the apartment, you’ll certainly get promoted within the Philippine system. Combined with the Datura organization’s resource network, in three years—no, one year—you could become a high official in Malawi City. You could even go further, making a name for yourself in South Lanao Province and even throughout the Philippines."
Li Ang neither confirmed nor denied this, instead bowing his head to ponder the information Santos had revealed.
Santos was just a low-level peripheral member responsible for odd jobs. His status in the Datura organization was too low for him to know their purpose for globally producing and selling special compounds.
Nor did Li Ang himself wish to make contact with the Datura organization.
This secretive organization, formed by apex elites and local power leaders, was trying to spread special compounds around the world. Whatever their purpose, it certainly wasn’t for the great unity of the world’s people or the advancement of human civilization towards the Starry Ocean. More likely, it all boiled down to the same old predatory behavior. In any case, it was best to toss this hot potato to the Special Affairs Bureau. If the sky fell, the Special Affairs Bureau would be there to hold it up.
"So, how do I get in touch with them?" Li Ang asked in a deep voice, "Do you have contact information for other members within the Datura organization?"
"This..." Santos stammered, "if the organization needs you, they will naturally contact you. As for other members... I’m not yet at a level where I can attend organizational meetings, so I haven’t seen many members’ true faces."
Just as I thought. Santos could talk a big game, but in the end, he was just a disposable tool for their dirty work. No, perhaps he wasn’t even considered a tool. In the eyes of those elites, he was probably about as valuable as a piece of toilet paper.