Seeking the Evidence of Guilt

Inside the massive warehouse, about a dozen Russian thugs stood guard over iron cages packed with women and children. They appeared to have suffered inhuman abuse; not only were they in rags and gaunt, but in some cages, the occupants had already become corpses, covered in swarms of flies.

"These people are absolute scum," Luo Xia gritted his teeth.

At a glance, Luo Xia knew exactly what this was: human trafficking.

This was arguably the filthiest business in the world. In his previous life, Luo Xia had witnessed slave trades in Africa and knew of the many dark corners of this world. Yet, he truly hadn't expected such large-scale human trafficking to exist right here in a major metropolis like New York.

No wonder the warehouse remained so quiet while everyone else was busy loading cargo onto ships; these "goods" naturally couldn't be seen in the light of day and had to be quietly moved to the docks in the dead of night.

Perhaps they were destined for Europe, or perhaps the even more chaotic Middle East, where there were always plenty of wealthy, perverted scum in need of these women as slaves. Their fates were almost always unimaginably miserable; those who survived for three years were considered lucky.

"Truly worthy of being the legendary 'Land of Hope.' Even slaves can be bought and sold. It really is the land of hope for humanity... no, for the wealthy," Luo Xia mocked.

However, despite the fury burning within him at such crimes against humanity, Luo Xia did not jump down to slaughter everyone and rescue the slaves.

He knew there were thousands of people here, many of whom looked just like Skye and Daisy—the homeless and impoverished of Hell's Kitchen.

Even if Luo Xia killed every Russian down there, how would he provide for these people? Did he really think calling the police would ensure they were properly cared for?

Don't be so naive. The police and military here didn't follow the "people's army" code; across the ocean, disaster relief was met with cheering crowds, but in this country, it was met with armed suppression of "rioters."

In this nation, human life was cheaper than many things—so cheap that many refused to believe it.

Luo Xia was not some hot-headed youth who acted on impulse. If he wanted to save these people, he needed a detailed plan.

Silently descending from the rafters, Luo Xia left without alerting a soul. Once back in the car, he immediately contacted Matt.

After hearing about the human trafficking at the 6th Street warehouse, the vigilante nearly smashed his phone in rage.

"Luo Xia, what do you intend to do? If you're going to move, I'm coming over right now," Matt said, agitated.

"We can't just storm in. There are thousands of hostages here. Taking out the guards isn't hard, but who knows if there are other locations running similar operations? And how do we house them once they're rescued? We need a comprehensive plan," Luo Xia calmed him down.

"Then what do you need me to do?" Matt asked.

"Use your status as a lawyer. Prepare evidence that can take down this company in one fell swoop, and find the media. Get them ready to report this major story. Once this scandal is exposed, at the very least, the safety of these people's lives will be temporarily guaranteed," Luo Xia said.

"But the warehouse alone might not be enough evidence," Matt worried.

As an excellent lawyer, Matt knew all too well how messed up the laws in this country were. Beating someone to death could result in a six-month sentence or even probation, while downloading a pornographic movie could land you ten years. Spilling coffee on yourself could win you millions in damages, while causing permanent disability through intentional assault might only earn a hundred hours of community service; such absurd cases were countless.

If only the events at the warehouse were exposed, Global Consolidated Investment had plenty of ways to deflect blame, eventually pushing a few scapegoats forward and greasing the palms of the media to cover the whole thing up.

In other words, even such heinous crimes were not enough to destroy a large corporation. It required deeper connections, or even more severe criminal evidence.

Luo Xia hung up and immediately had Luo Fei drive toward a residential area in Hell's Kitchen.

Although the morning traffic was heavy, thanks to Luo Fei's driving skills, it took Luo Xia only half an hour to reach the home of Daniel Fisher.

Having just suffered such a massive scare, Mr. Daniel Fisher's first instinct had been to return home to reunite with his family, and by doing so, he had walked right into Luo Xia's trap.

Consequently, the moment he saw Luo Xia, Daniel Fisher exclaimed excitedly, "I didn't say anything! I swear I didn't say anything! Please, spare my wife and children, I beg you!"

Luo Xia knew that explanations were useless in this situation, so he spoke to Daniel Fisher in a threatening tone: "If you want to live, it's simple. Keep helping me, and I guarantee the safety of your entire family."

After finishing, Luo Xia handed a pair of black-rimmed glasses to Daniel Fisher.

This time, Luo Xia intended to infiltrate Global Consolidated Investment directly and dig up all their secrets.

It was a risky decision, but since he had stumbled upon this, Luo Xia had no intention of standing idly by.

Wearing Daniel Fisher's identity, Luo Xia arrived at the Global Consolidated Investment building. It looked much more normal here; at least on the surface, it appeared to be a perfectly legitimate company.

Most importantly, this company had a network.

Luo Xia didn't rush, greeting his "acquaintances" as he went. Under Daniel Fisher's remote guidance, Luo Xia processed the documents he had just stamped before walking into his office as if nothing were amiss.

Acting as if he were working normally, Luo Xia surreptitiously unbuckled his watch and "accidentally" knocked it to the floor.

Once the watch landed in the dark corner beneath the desk, it immediately transformed into the form of Violet.

"Let us uphold justice," Violet said, her hands splitting apart as each finger turned into a thin metal wire that pierced into the computer tower under the desk.

Streams of data flooded the eyes of the veteran otaku robot girl as she began to hack into the entire computer system of Global Consolidated Investment, unearthing every hidden sin.

Meanwhile, Luo Xia pretended to work hard in the camera-monitored office, providing cover for Violet's intrusion.

After about an hour, Violet said to Luo Xia with a surprise, "Wow, Commander, you won't believe what I've found. After some of these people were captured, they were actually sent to a General Ross in the military, seemingly for human experimentation. And, I've also found what we need..."

Before Violet could finish, a knocking sound came from outside Luo Xia's office. Luo Xia looked through the glass door and saw a beautiful blonde woman with a graceful figure.

However, upon seeing this person, Daniel Fisher gave Luo Xia no hint as to her name.