"What do you want?"
When a lady stood before you and asked a question like that, your first instinct was naturally to hear it as,
"Do you want me?"
Dian was no exception, so he drew a deep breath and suppressed all the thoughts in his head, both the speakable and the unspeakable.
For all her apparent bashfulness, the woman before him could have someone hauled in for questioning at a moment's notice, then discuss the benefits and compensation of reform through labor while she was at it.
As far as he knew, population pressure had made the League deeply committed to developing remote islands, so it would rather overwork its cheap labor than let any slip away.
"I want all of the Kodai Technology Group's research data, including their core technologies, the Phantom Core and the Phantom Dispel Ring."
Dian stepped closer and lowered his voice. "They may be holding a Zorua capable of Telepathy and a Zoroark skilled in True Illusion captive within the group."
"For Misdreavus?"
Anabel folded her arms and took a small step back. "If it's information you want, I have it right here."
Her hand brushed across Dian as she moved. "As for Zorua and Zoroark, I'm afraid there's nothing we can do either. After all, it'll be hard to convict Kodai.
So Kodai Network World, which he owns, will simply get a new president."
"But what we can't do, you can."
As she spoke, Anabel pointed at his Capture Styler, then waved and walked away from the venue.
She was finally free, which gave her a rare chance to see how an old friend was doing.
Lucy, that fanatic for squinty-eyed men.
Only after Anabel's reminder did Dian realize that, to a certain extent, he also had the legal authority to act.
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