svetikya Chapter 135 The Black Sheep in the Power Plant
Chapter 135 The Black Sheep in the Power Plant
Chapter 145 The Black Sheep in the Power Plant
Guitarist Lu rambled on for a long time about the history of Liyong Power Plant's rise to power, leaving everyone backstage speechless.
It wasn't the lengthy narrative that was boring, but rather the fact that the power plant, which the former breeding consultant had so enthusiastically praised, was now gone with an explosion.
He built skyscrapers, hosted lavish banquets, and enjoyed boundless glory, but it was all just a fleeting moment of brilliance. Director William's ambition to reform the energy industry had only just begun when it vanished in a sudden disaster.
"Sorry, Lu has always been a long-winded person with rather extreme views. That's why we've always had her write the lyrics for our band."
The bald drummer, Cook, was surprisingly good-natured, breaking the dull atmosphere with his witty remarks.
“It’s nothing.” Hugo waved his hand and continued to press the guitarist, “During your time working at the Liyong Power Plant, did you notice anything strange? I mean, any signs of a serious incident?”
"Strange thing?" The guitarist shook his long brown hair. "I left the company a year ago, how could I possibly know the signs before the explosion? You'd be better off asking Telt about this."
"No, I'm referring to serious incidents, not explosions. Have there been any disputes or conflicts within the factory?"
Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, the detective continued to explain, "Liyong Power Plant is an outlier in the industry, and it inevitably faces both overt and covert attacks from its competitors, as well as internal conflicts. Miss Lu was in the factory at the time, so she must have heard some unusual rumors, right?"
Seemingly because the memory was quite distant, the guitarist pondered for a while before finally speaking—
"Perhaps because of the different work fields, I didn't feel much industry competition from outside the factory at the time. However, there were indeed some dissenting voices among the employees of the power plant."
"There really is one." Martin, the keyboardist who looked like a student, was surprised and looked at the calm detective in front of him with some admiration.
"Please be sure to explain in detail." Hugo opened his notebook containing case information once again, clearly intrigued by the scent of a crucial clue.
“The employees at Liyong Power Plant are generally very united. But if I had to name an outlier, I do remember one such person,” Lu said slowly and carefully, choosing his words carefully.
"She was an electrical engineer. The woman strongly opposed William's construction of the bio-power generation module in the factory, claiming that inducing Pokémon to generate electricity for humans was tantamount to abusing these Pokémon. At the time, we thought this engineer might be a troublemaker sent by another factory, but now it seems that she probably shares a similar stance with Team Plasma, who have been making a lot of noise lately."
"Do you remember this lady's name?" Hugo asked, holding a pencil.
"I'm sorry, I don't remember." Lu replied earnestly, looking ashamed. "During the last period of my time working at the factory, I had completely shifted my focus to the band. I had heard a little about what was going on inside the factory, but I didn't inquire further."
"It's alright, the information you provided is already very valuable." The detective considerately assured them not to worry, and then steered the conversation back to the electrical engineer's philosophy—
"She advocated for the rights of Pokémon, believing that they should live freely without human control. That lady must have held that view at the time, right?"
“Yes, yes, that was her slogan back then.” The guitarist nodded quickly and added a few more words—
"However, unlike Team Plasma's atrocities of forcing people to release Pokémon, that person only objected to forcing Pokémon to work, saying that it would cause harm and violate some kind of morality. But that is actually unreasonable. We humans still have to work to make a living, so why can't Pokémon be incorporated into the factory system? You know, there are plenty of Pokémon working with humans outside of power plants."
"Yes, the engineer was indeed a bit unconventional at the time, so it's understandable that she was seen as an oddball."
Hugo jotted down two more notes in his notebook, but immediately asked—
"However, these views don't seem to be considered extremely dangerous ideas. Just having such thoughts wouldn't cause conflict in the factory. Did this electrical engineer take any drastic action in response?"
The guitarist nodded: "That's exactly what I'm about to say. That engineer was originally in charge of the bio-power generation block, but after displaying this abnormal idea, she was immediately transferred to another department by the factory manager. But even so, she still relentlessly opposed the factory manager's expansion policy, expressed inappropriate opinions on various occasions, and sometimes even dared to barge into leadership meetings to demand the elves' right to freedom... She kept acting like this until that incident happened."
"An incident?" Drummer Cook asked, puzzled. "What kind of incident?"
At this moment, guitarist Lu suddenly gave a wry smile and scratched his long brown hair sheepishly—
"Oh dear, I can't believe I didn't think of that right away. Time really is a merciless beast that feeds on memories..."
After a moment of reflection, the musician's gaze turned sorrowful and heavy, and he said solemnly to Hugo—
“Detective Hugo, I remember now. There was a terrible accident at the Liyong Power Plant. In my opinion, it was almost a murder.”
"A murder case?"
As soon as Lu uttered those words, the air in the backstage room froze instantly. Both Cook and Martin held their breath.
The style of the Poison Gas band is, after all, punk rock rather than death metal, and the sudden appearance of such bloody words in daily life is even somewhat frightening.
In the four-person room, only Detective Hugo continued to take notes, his indistinct little words arranged in phrases on the horizontal lines, as if waiting for someone to crack a code.
"Please continue."
The detective in the white coat remained unmoved, nodding calmly and gesturing for the guitarist to continue.
"Okay." Seeing the detective's highly professional composure, the guitarist nodded and continued digging into the depths of his memory—
"That electrical engineer was always going against Manager William, and with her inexplicable ideas, she was universally hated by the entire factory staff. When the manager was not around, the staff would often argue with the engineer."
"Are there any employees who support the engineers' point of view?" the detective asked curiously.
“Not a single one.” Lu shook his head without hesitation. “Factory Manager William has a very high reputation in the factory and treats his subordinates equally. Therefore, all the employees regard that woman as a troublesome troublemaker in the factory. Even the department she was in would deliberately target this engineer who disagreed with the factory manager.”
"You didn't even remember this engineer's name? How do you know about her department?" Martin, despite his frail appearance, keenly noticed the contradiction in his companion's words and asked without thinking.
"Because that was the trigger for the incident." The guitarist sighed, then stated the somber truth—
"As the conflict and contradictions intensified, an accident finally occurred. During a heated argument, the electrical engineer accidentally shoved an ordinary employee who was speaking up for the factory manager, causing the employee to fall from a high platform and triggering a major production accident. Accidents in factories are always particularly tragic, and in this case, the ordinary employee unfortunately died."
Lu shook his head, clicked his tongue, and continued to express his thoughts—
"Don't tell me it was an accident. The employee who fell was killed by that woman, wasn't he?"