BIOLOGICAL SUPERCOMPUTER SYSTEM

Erik and Rebecca made their way to the sleek black car that awaited them outside the pharmaceutical company. 

The air was thick with tension as they settled into the seats, both aware that their visit had unearthed something significant. The car hummed to life, and they were soon gliding through the busy streets, the cityscape blurring past them.

Rebecca broke the silence, her voice laced with curiosity. "So, did you find something?"

Erik glanced at her, his eyes still reflecting the discovery. "Yes, I did," he said, his voice measured. "The woman likely to be Lumina is the same one who showed me around the company's products. Her name's Sara North."

Rebecca's eyebrows shot up, and she turned to face him fully. "How did you manage to find that out?"

He hesitated for a moment before answering, choosing his words carefully. "I asked a friend of mine to hack into a computer with a device help."

She looked impressed, her eyes widening. "Your friend must be incredibly skilled to break into the security system of such a massive company and not be found out."

Erik's expression remained impassive as the friend he was referring to was the biological supercomputer, though his mind was still whirring with the implications of what he had discovered. 

He chose not to respond to her compliment but instead focused on the task at hand. "We need to concentrate on verifying whether this Sara North is really Lumina. We found out that she's working with the drug producer in the slums, and he's working with Catrina. But I can't shake the feeling that Lumina is doing much more than just producing drugs for her. Her skills are too high, based on what you said, for her to simply make low-quality products."

Rebecca's face grew serious as she absorbed his words, her mind racing to connect the dots. "Yeah. Those mind-numbing drugs were weird, to be honest. It is clear they used them on someone, but for what purpose?" She said slowly, her eyes narrowing. 

"To be honest, I know something else, but I should not really talk about this, as I shouldn't have found out about it in the first place," Erik said.

"I won't tell anyone I swear."

Erik internally debated what to do. Should he tell her what he found about Doran?

"Let's just say that in a previous investigation, I found out that Catrina and some associates of her were experimenting on people."

"Human experiments?" Rebecca replied shocked.

"Indeed."

"That explains the mind-numbing potions. They likely used them to keep people calm, but I refuse to think that someone of Lumina's caliber is only making these cheap drugs."

Erik nodded, his gaze fixed on the passing scenery. "Exactly. There's something else going on here, something bigger. Lumina's role in this is more complex than we initially believed."

They fell into a thoughtful silence, each lost in their thoughts as they tried to unravel the tangled web they ended up in. The connection between Sara North, Catrina, and the drug producer was a complicated one, fraught with intrigue and hidden agendas.

Rebecca finally spoke, her voice determined. "We need to investigate this woman further and see what else we can find. If she's indeed Lumina, we need to uncover her true intentions and her connection to Catrina."

"I agree," Erik replied, his tone resolute. "But again, if we directly confront her this would only further complicate things. The ideal solution would be to capture her, but I don't think she doesn't have hidden guards at every corner. That is a problem we should deal with regardless, but following her is different than fighting her."

"So? What do we do?" Rebecca asked.

"I think that she probably has some secret lab of the sort, of course, this is purely speculation. Besides, if she really has it, this could be at her home, in a secret location or could be at the company itself. We need to find this information and then raid the place. We may not be lucky, but at least we can try."

"All right then."

The rest of the drive passed in contemplative silence, the weight of their discovery hanging heavily in the air. The complexity of the situation was daunting, and the stakes were high. But they were committed to unraveling the mystery and exposing the truth behind Lumina's identity and her connection to the dark underworld of drugs and power.

Erik and Rebecca's car glided to a smooth halt outside the intimidating exterior of Erik's guild's headquarters. Rebecca's driver parked the car, leaving the two to enter the building. They made their way through the entrance of the guild building and then parted ways.

The headquarters was a maze of hallways and chambers, filled with the hustle and bustle of guild members going about their daily tasks. Erik navigated the familiar corridors, his steps quick and showing how urgent the situation really was.

Finally, he reached his room, the heavy wooden door creaking open to reveal the familiar sight of Noah, hunched over the computer. But something was different. Erik's eyes widened as he took in Noah's appearance, his clone now at least 20 centimeters taller than before.

Noah swiveled in his chair, his face breaking into a broad smile. "Master!" he greeted Erik, his eyes twinkling with excitement. "How did your day go?"

Erik's surprise quickly gave way to a weary smile, the events of the day catching up to him. "It went well," he replied, shrugging off his coat and sinking into a nearby chair. "But I'm tired."

Noah's smile faltered, concern flickering in his eyes. "You look like you've been through a lot," he said, studying Erik's drawn face. "Anything I can do to help?" The clone asked with a concerned tone.

Erik shook his head, his gaze distant as he replayed the day's events in his mind. "No, it's just been a long day. We found some information about a person we are searching for, but it is a complicated situation."

Noah's eyes widened, and he leaned forward, eager for details. "Tell me! Tell me!"

Erik recounted the day's discoveries, his voice steady as he laid out the intricate web of connections between Sara North, Lumina, Catrina, and the drug producer. Noah listened intently, his face a mask of concentration as he absorbed the information.