Umbrella Headquarters.
Murphy glanced out the window. The demonstrators below, holding up their signs, had nearly blocked off the entrance to Umbrella Corporation.
The television news was also reporting on the anti-aging and anti-cancer viruses.
"The march has grown to two thousand people. People have taken to the streets, demanding that Umbrella Corporation release its technical data and ease the public's fears..."
"Release the technical data..." Murphy sneered as he switched off the television. "Leaving magic aside, we've invested hundreds of millions on the Muggle side alone. Release it? Do they think I'm running a charity?"
"I'm sorry, Murphy. I screwed this up." Boris was also in the room, his face full of worry.
"This isn't your fault, and it wasn't something you could have handled." Murphy sighed. "What was coming would come eventually. I thought the Soviet Union's actions would quiet them down for a while. I didn't expect them to come over here and stir up trouble instead."
Murphy had already investigated. The researcher who had violated the confidentiality agreement and leaked information to the hearing committee had never been exposed to secrets like those of the Magic Research Institute. Yet he had still risked offending Umbrella and being slapped with millions in fines just to "tell the truth." His attitude had been far too resolute. After looking into it, Murphy found that the Statue of Our Lady was indeed behind it.
In the Soviet Union, under the rectification campaign, the Statue of Our Lady's method of ideological guidance had been declared a failure. It simply could not stop the progress of an awakened nation.
So it had turned to the United States.
The United States pressured the British prime minister, which led to what had happened at the hearing.
Umbrella had not been making things unpleasant for