Blood, Status, Ethnicity, and Nationality

Chapter 70

"Such a good coincidence, the Delegation Team of Jupiter Health Department is in here." Instead of saying good morning, or other kinds of formal greeting sentences often used in the important state meeting, this is how Mr. Pool opens their meeting. "Please give us explanation, what is the meaning of Neptune's findings in the Mist laboratory?"

This time, the meeting doesn't only consist of the usual seven Saturn Delegation Teams. Many other people also gather here - thirty in total. And moreover, it seems that there is also military personnel here, from the uniforms they are wearing, as well as the weapons tucked into their waists.

"Please explain this, Sirs and Madam," Mr. Pool's voice sounds demanding. "Saturn government wants to know about the truth about biological weapons in the Mist laboratory, and why Jupiter can be the promotor behind a laboratory that doesn't belong to their original country?"

The five Stairmount teams, who are only expert in health science, immediately burst into fear as they get such kind of interrogation they never experience before. Torrent even lowers his head nervously, and Pamela seems to be biting her lip. Stairmount himself, tries his best to calm his suddenly-chaotic mind. Ignoring the glares of the military members who can seemingly shoot at him at any moment, he replies, "Sirs and Madams, please allow us to inform you about this. All matters regarding the Mist laboratory are different from what the Jupiter government orders us, and is completely unrelated to the cooperation agenda that we are discussing right now. Therefore, we apologize, we can't answer your question. Let's just continue the discussion according to our agenda..."

"The purpose of your advent is to offer help for Saturn people in health sectors. Now that this case has occurred, and Jupiter turns out to be the mastermind of a laboratory full of pathogens, then how can we believe that the person who has created the pathogen can be so kind-hearted to provide us assistance?..."

"Like what you say, Mr. Pool. If Jupiter is a vicious nation of bioweapons and world destroyers, how come we are here now and offer help to you?"

Stairmount is staring sharply at all of them, who more or less does not expect such kind of answer. He continues, "You have been through meetings with us several times, I am sure you can judge the solutions and the assistance we provide for you, whether it is sincere or not, whether it is a joke or not. All of you can judge it, I am sure of it."

"You fake it!" Anne Liquor - the youngest female member of the Saturn Delegation Team - shouts aloud. "That is your mask to cover up the crimes you've committed! You are making a deceit, but actually you are the perpetrator who has created Fuxa and spread it to Saturn, to kill our people! And now, you are doing it again, with Ramscal Pathogen!..."

Anne Liquor quickly covers her mouth, while the entire Saturn delegation glares at her. On the other hand, Stairmount quickly gets surprised. "Ramscal Pathogen? What is Ramscal Pathogen?"

This time Mintsand Marine opens his mouth, "Aren't you the ones who made that pathogen? Now you still pretend to be uninformed about it?!"

"What the hell? I just heard the name of that pathogen right now," Stairmount snaps in confusion. He looks at his colleagues. "Do you know, what Ramscal Pathogen is?"

The five members of his team quickly shake their heads. Stairmount says again, "See? We have no idea about Ramscal Pathogen, so your accusations against us are outrageous."

"How dare you speak like that! It is you who are outrageous!" Douglas Splash yells angrily, he even points his index finger toward Stairmount, but Ronald Pool quickly tempers his anger. He himself says softly, but his voice is full of threats, "Now all we want is only one; Explain your true purpose by launching this trickery?..."

"Mr. Pool, you've been asking that question from the first time. And I've answered that?..."

"And if you can't explain it honestly, then, please leave this country."

Stairmount's heart sinks. "What? You repel us?..."

Mr. Pool nods. "We don't need your hypocrisy. Because we know, you are the perpetrators who spread all of these terrible pathogens, intending to weaken us, so as to make the dominance of your country be kept well-maintained. We know about that very distinctly, and because of that, for the safety of our citizens, we ask you to get out of this country, immediately."

"Sir!" Stairmount tries to argue. "Please hold back your decision! Give us a chance to!..."

Stairmount gasps. The military members are now pointing their electron guns straight at them, ready to fire.

The five members of his team immediately cry out in fear and automatically takes a few steps back. Meanwhile, with his heart pounding extra fast and breath stuttering from the horror that suddenly overcomes him, Stairmount forces himself to say, "... we'll excuse ourselves..."

"And not just for a while, Mr. Stairmount Rivers!" Mr. Pool shouts fiercely. "All of you must excuse yourselves for eternity!"