[hr][h1][i][color=Dodgerblue]Lihua Vuhong[/color][/i][/h1][sub][@Maxx][@He Who Walks Behind][/sub][hr] [b][u]5:40 PM[/u][/b] After having dinner with Agent Volkov, Lihua did what came natural and went straight back to work. The first thing she did was slide into her computer chair and went to work. Spending hours going through every file and relevant piece of data she could. Having NEST clearance sure does gets her into a lot of files. Determined that she would not take a single break until she had something to present to the Director. Blatant invasion of privacy was irrelevant to Lihua, all that mattered to her was getting the job done. It took hours before the clicking of the keys became as background as possible. She looked up everything on the ISD, and their operations in Verthaven. Deliveries, volunteers, scientific discoveries... and it all turned out negative. Either it was wiped - or there was never anything there to begin with. Which is why she decided to go a little [i]deeper[/i]. It's nigh-impossible to slip [i]everything[/i] through the city's cracks. Seems like checking the shipping records in and out of this city seemed to be the best choice. If something big gets into the city, it's definitely going to be through the boats in and out of this city. Lihua typed in a few keys, and, after a moment or two, was allowed NEST clearance into the shipping databanks. She, thought about it, and the most obvious place to look is yesterday. She was scrolling through boats coming in and out from other parts of America, other countries, or simple shipping boats. Though, something caught her eye. [i]"Interesting..."[/i][ Lihua said, as she clicked onto a particular shipping record. A ship arrived at 3:32 PM. Right when all the anarchy happened. And even more curiously, the cargo wasn't listed. Looks like they didn't cover their tracks as well as they thought. Lihua grinned, pleased with herself. Now she has something to report to the Director, that there was a suspicious shipment during the Fiend's attack. What she guessed was that there was something that the Fiends lieutenants wanted [i]so[/i] badly that they were willing to bring national attention onto them... but, what Lihua wondered was if they were there to make a deal or [i]steal[/i] something. If it was legitimate cargo, then it would have been reported stolen. Lihua put her hand on her chin as she pondered. She grabbed her phone, and had a little phone conversation with the Director.... The phone was ringing, and the second the Director picked up, she said, "Director Caryl speaking." "This is Agent Vuhong, and I have something to report." Lihua replied. "Continue." "I have discovered a shipment of an unknown cargo had arrived at the Eureka Harbor at around three-thirty-two PM, which is around the time the Fiends launched their assaults." Lihua explained, taking a brief pause, before she continued, "This might seem like a dead-end, a goose chase, but that's what they're counting on. I request that a squad goes to investigate this soon as possible." "Very well Agent Vuhong, send me the information soon as possible so I can process it and track down where this came from. Is this all?" "That is all, Director." "Good work, Agent Vuhong," She said, as she ended the call. "Good work indeed..." Lihua said, as she gently placed the phone down and began typing away at her computer again. [b][u]8:34 PM[/u][/b][hr] After the conversation with the Director, Lihua was able to relax a bit more. Dedicate less effort towards her assignment, and maybe check up on Meifeng. In between the gap of time, Meifeng, despite her blatant disobedience in staying at the beach, told her about a friend she made at the Academy who wanted the family over for dinner. Unfortunately, Lihua couldn't show up - but she warned Meifeng to stay on her best behavior. Or else. Lihua, stood up from her desk, and walked over to the door, her black heels were silent against the carpet of her office. Up until she stepped out, and stepped onto the hardwood floor. Her tall frame walked through the - usually empty at this hour - halls of the NEST headquarters until she made it to the door with the sign that said "Break room". A usual room, with a counter with a coffee machine, and some paper cups - that's what she was going for. She stepped over to the coffee machine, and prepared some nice coffee. Leaning up onto the counter. Someone came into the room, a browned hair co-worker that Lihua remembered scorning the other night. She simply shook her head and stepped right out the room. Which was fine with her. Minutes passed and Lihua's coffee was ready. She poured it into her cup, and walked right on out of the room. Holding it in hand as steam came off. It was a short trip back to her office, which she planted her behind firmly into her chair, and went right back to her computer. Where the average agent would check up on their Facebook, or browse stupid videos (Or porn), Lihua put her talents to work seeing who she could help. Right now, she knew several operations were taking place in the Estella Isle. Hm... Lihua grabbed her phone, and decided to look into a little contact of hers. She scrolled through her phone's contacts with a finger, until she stopped at a certain someone. Glass Angel - also known as June April Summers. She grinned. The Glass Angel was some woman from Canada who was apart of a white supremacist group on par with the Iron Cross. When they were eliminated, she came over to Verthaven - only to get involved with the Fiends. Lihua caught on and... blackmailed her into giving up information about the Fiends. Which is why she's here today. Glass Angel isn't as loyal to the Fiends as they hoped, and Lihua, naturally, took advantage of that. She sent a text, [i]Have you taken your dog to the vet, yet?[/i] A code. Lihua knew that this woman would be torn to piece if she was direct, so she came up with a network of codes. This one meant "do you have anything to report?". Lihua put her phone - face down - and went back to her computer, and started examination files on any and all relevant Metahumans. She [i]hoped[/i] her angel wasn't killed. A few moments later, the phone buzzed, and Lihua reached for it. [i]Long Dragon is in Apple Avenue, he's up to something. He might be trying to rob someone.[/i] Interesting, interesting... interesting... Lihua smirked, before putting her phone down, and putting her headset on. Putting the speaker right on her mouth. She wanted to confirm this - even though she has the Glass Angel by the balls - before spreading the information. She checked cameras around Apple Avenue, and noticed that there [i]is[/i] an abundance of Fiends around that area. She smirked. Well, worst that happens is that her record gets stained ([i]again[/i]) and Lihua goes to break the Glass Angel's skull open on a curb. Nonetheless, she wanted to contact a certain someone about Long Dragon. "Agent Clarke, I hope I am not interrupting you - but I have vital information for your surveillance operation." Lihua started off, grabbing a pen, and fiddling with it in order to distract herself from the inevitable. "I have information that suggests that Long Dragon is on Apple Avenue over in Chinatown - merely a jog away from your current location. I believe he's in an abandoned warehouse... but be warned, there are plenty of Fiends in the area. Likely too drugged to even realize anything...." Lihua shrugged. "... But, do not let your guard down. I'd[i] hate[/i] to lose a fellow Agent." She had to suppress the urge to laugh - an easy task given her level of training. "Also, Clarke, how's your son doing? I haven't talked to your wife recently, and I was just wondering how was he." [hr][h1][i][color=orangered]Maxine Mariah Carter[/color][/i][/h1][sub][@Maxx][/sub][hr] One room of this damn place after another, and Maxine wasn't any closer to finding anything. You'd think these rich fucks would have expensive shit lying around, but Maxine couldn't find any. Or at least, she couldn't find a room that didn't have twenty fucking people in it. Jesus Christ, give her a break. With her cigarette burning an acrid smoke, Maxine leaned up against a wall by a window to just think. Should she just bail out now, or keep moving? If there's a chance she'll be [i]seen[/i], she might as well just give up now. She looked out the window from the side, and quickly took a puff of her cigarette. The smoke didn't come back out. Heh. Instead of contemplating, she could search this room real fast... Of course, Maxine didn't get a chance to enjoy the silence before some drunk bitch (barely had any clothes on) barged into the room - followed by a boyscout. That gave her a jolt - but at this point, everyone in this party's a fucking ninja. She just rolled her eyes as they had a conversation. You know, the typical drunk girlfriend, and white knight boyfriend trying to keep her out of trouble. But, hey, if you want to party, then party! Maxine chuckled a bit while they had their conversation. "Think you had a enough, heheh... Trust me, you'll end up in a van." She spoke over them. It was a different story once the boyscout turned to her and asked for her name. [i]Gooooood..... time to get interrogated again.[/i] Maxine thought to herself as she rolled her eyes. She wondered if she could give him a bullshit excuse to get him to go away... or have another pleasant conversation. She wasn't getting tired of [i]those[/i] anytime soon. "[i]Maxine.[/i]" She said with dramatic effect, leaning back and looking out the window. "And, heh, I came in through the front door, just like you - but it ain't a surprise that you didn't see me come in. With all these fuckers, you just start losing count." She answered, before he asked about it. "But, how about you let me know [i]your[/i] name, boyscout?" Maxine's eyes drifted towards the drunken, half naked girl, and shook her head.