BIOLOGICAL SUPERCOMPUTER SYSTEM

Erik stood before Sara's apartment door, his mind focused and ready for the task ahead. He reached out to the biological supercomputer, his thoughts clear and decisive.

<Turn off the security system inside the house>, he instructed.

The reply from the biological supercomputer was immediate [SECURITY SYSTEM DEACTIVATED. YOU MAY PROCEED.]

A surge of confidence flowed through Erik as he reached for the electronic lock. Thanks to the biological supercomputer, he could bypass the lock with ease, but he still activated the Chameleon Veil to stay hidden from any prying eyes. He wanted to leave no room for error and no chance of being detected.

He opened the door and stepped into the apartment, his senses alert and his eyes taking in every detail.

The living room had tasteful decoration, with a plush sofa, an elegant coffee table, and a few pieces of abstract art adorning the walls. The kitchen was sleek and modern, its appliances gleaming in the soft morning light.

Despite the peaceful and disciplined atmosphere, Erik had a nagging feeling that something was amiss. There wasn't a single item out of place in the room, giving the impression that the woman had barely spent any time there.

<Where does the password need to be inserted?> Erik asked the biological supercomputer, his mind already racing ahead.

[THE BEDROOM HAS A HIDDEN SPOT BEHIND THE WARDROBE.] That was the quick reply.

Erik's heart quickened as he made his way toward the bedroom. His mind was sharp and ready for whatever he was going to find here, but something was clear: the chances that the woman was Lumina were high.

The bedroom was simple and simple, with a large bed, a bedside table, and a spacious wardrobe. But as Erik approached the wardrobe, he noticed something unusual: wheels underneath it.

He moved the wardrobe across the floor with ease, revealing a metallic door that had been cleverly hidden behind it. The door almost blended into the wall, making it almost impossible to notice at first glance.

There was no doubt anymore that Sara was really hiding something.

Erik confidently entered the password that the biological supercomputer had provided, giving him access to the room beyond the door. The numerical code acted as a key, unlocking a path to the unknown and revealing the truth.

As Erik pushed open the heavy wooden door, a sense of anticipation filled the air. Before him lay a meticulously organized chemist's laboratory, where every shelf was adorned with rows of neatly arranged beakers, flasks, and vials, each containing a different colored liquid.

The workbenches, cluttered with handwritten notes, intricate diagrams, and an assortment of scientific instruments, spoke of the countless hours of research and experimentation that had taken place within these walls.

As Erik surveyed the scientific equipment, his eyes landed on a computer that piqued his interest. With a sense of purpose, he strode towards it and quickly powered it on, recognizing the potential value of the information it could contain.

<Download everything noteworthy from this computer,> he commanded the biological supercomputer as soon as the computer turned on.

[DOWNLOADING NOW. PLEASE STAND BY.] came the robotic response, and Erik waited, feeling his heart pounding in his chest.

The download was completed swiftly, and a rush of information flooded Erik's brain as the biological supercomputer injected the data into his brain. It was a peculiar phenomenon, like a torrent of knowledge pouring through his consciousness—a wave of understanding that washed over him.

In an instant, he knew everything.

He saw the connections—the web of intrigue and deceit that lay behind the scenes. After Doran's capture, Catrina kept pushing forward the man's research, but she needed more people, and they had to be skilled. So, she searched for Lumina and recruited her on the promise of money.

Lumina, or Sara North, had to produce drugs and potions and also collaborate with the man who owned the shop in the slums, then deliver to a specific address: 27 West Gallon Street.

It all fit together, like pieces of a puzzle falling into place.

Erik's breath caught in his throat as he realized the magnitude of what he had discovered. The scope of the operation, the depth of Catrina's involvement, and the extent of Lumina's work. It was all there, laid bare before him, a map of the truth.

He knew what he had to do. He knew where he had to go. He knew that he had found the key to finding Catrina.

Now he only needed to call Rebecca and then go to the address. He had to see if Catrina was there, and if she was, he had to call Lyria.

His job was almost done, but there was still work to be done.

Erik calmly shut down the computer and left the concealed laboratory, his mind still engrossed with the information he had just uncovered.

He closed the metal door behind him with a soft click and then turned his attention to the wardrobe. With careful movements, he restored it to its original position, ensuring that every item was exactly where it had been before.

The wheels beneath the wardrobe made the task effortless, but he took his time to guarantee that every aspect was just as he had found it when he arrived. Finally, satisfied that everything was in order, he left the room with a composed gait.

Approaching the entrance to the apartment, Erik calmly surveyed his surroundings, ensuring that there were no signs of his presence and that everything was in order.

With a last look, he opened the front door and stepped out of the apartment, closing it smoothly and carefully behind him while still by the Chameleon Veil.

Erik was contemplating his next move with great focus. His plan was to locate Rebecca by heading to the address he had acquired and to apprehend Catrina.

While he couldn't be certain of Catrina's presence, the probability of her being there was significant. Erik showed a strong

determination to complete his task and to find out what was really going on around him.