James sits, as he looks at the DM in front of him. Its been 8 days sense he sent the request. "This... is big. Scary. I looked into it, and the kidnappings are all paid by the same actor. I confirmed it with chat logs from various goons. I managed to get a name from one of the newer members, who mistakenly sent it. 'Evotorium'. That's all i got, seems they mainly pay privately, with in-person meetings. All contact is so... old-school. Can't get anything, beyond the fact that a entire gang disapeared in a single... night due to one slip of the name. Not... even bodies, just... nothing. Only signs of panic in there hang-out, and gunfire. No... bodies. No blood. Nothing. This... is dangerous, i am not touching more. Send the money, and don't contact me after this." He silently sends the other 5k. As he privately begins resurch on the dark web anomously. Evotorium... nothing. He looks further. Eventually, he finds a small biotech initiative named Evotorium made in 1973? But... closed 1975. Can't be related. He looks elsewhere. Eventually, its late at night. As he sits looking at chat logs in a weird rumor section of the web. He frowns at a message "Hey, my boss got hired by the Evotorium for something? Any idea what that is?" He frowns at the responds "Dude. That is something to never mention unless you want to die, or worse, disapear. They kidnap pepole all the time, make them never see the light of day." Both accounts are deleted. He frowns.
He sighs, as he scrolls elsewhere. Then... a email. He frowns, goes to look at it... the adress is all weird. He frowns, click on it. As he reads "You want to know about the Evotorium?" He frowns deeply. He... clicks reply "How do you know?" He waits... seconds later "Your snooping is easy to see. You are clearly a noob at such. But i hid your traces James Kerlan. If it was not for me, you would be gone tomorrow." He frowns deeply, his hands shake. He slowly replies "Who are you?" It responds "You may call me V. I have been studying the Evotorium for a long time now. I... would rather it fall. But i don't have such resources. You... could be of use." He is quite for a long time. Until he types "How can i trust you?" There is a quite. Before a reply "You can't. But i trust in your dedication, they did kidnap your wife after all, and you continue your search despite all your past failures. Besides, if you continue alone, you will die, or worse very soon. Download, and use this chat program. Its sucure. If you are not willing to risk it. Goodbye. Next time you get too close, you will die, and i will not save you."
Jame's mouse hovers over the attached file. He is quite, as time seems to drag on. 'V already knows who i am... likely can hack my computer without a program...' He sighs, rubs his head, shaking his head. With tired eyes, he clicks download. As it takes a few seconds to download... suddenly his browser closes on its own, as the program opens on its own. Loading with a V icon. He frowns deeply. Before... it finishes, opening to email like interface. As a new chat appears on the side. He moves his mouse, and clicks it. 'This is the V chan bot! Welcome to the V network new user! Its too note to open V chat you must restart your computer while holding the letter V, and Enter only! There is no other way to open it! V chat also acts as your own anti-virus, and a browser! To start, please enter a nickname for yourself only for use between other users in the V network!" He frowns deeply, reading it. But sighs, as he looks at the codename dialog box, and enters 'Mr. Len'. He clicks save. As he sees a message from a user named V. As he sees the text "Glad to see you downloaded it. Don't worry, not a virus... mostly, except for betrayers. This will keep your online activities save from the Evotorium, and other hackers. As despite them being very... low-tech in most areas, they are very good at hacking."
He writes, an replies "I see. Now that i displayed some trust... what can you tell me?" V replies "Plenty. But first i will give you a lead. A man named Oliver Larrns i am pretty sure is one of there contacts. Don't get too close... there agents are deadly. But do some investigating on your own, and tell me what you think." He sighs, and rubs his head. The next day, James sits after finishing some work on the case he was assigned, he looks up the name Oliver Larrns on the database. He frowns... as he looks at the data. He looks pretty ordinary. Man had a car crash with his one daughter 3 years ago. Sense then... nearly no socal media precense as his daughter died. It was... sudden. He frowns, as he looks up info, and soon sees the fact that his parents unfollowed him, and other relitives. He frowns, as something looks off just from this. As he looks, and sees many regrets sent to him due to his daughters death... but not a single reply from him online. Weird considering how active he was online before this. He currently works as a furniture salesman. Changed jobs several times across 3 years. No job lasting more then 3 months.
He looks into the car crash. As he frowns... looking at the morge logs... they seem... off. He frowns, noticing the date, as he compares the date elsewhere. He frowns. "Its forged." Soon, he moves on. As he arrives home, he replies to V "The lead checks out. What you plan to do? How do you plan to deal with the Evotorium?" V replies a hour later "The plan is simple, expose them. How do we expose them? Evedence, lots of evedence. Too much evedence for anyone to ignore. We... have files that show the other ends of the Evotorium, beyond there... kidnapings. I will be honest... its not pretty, no... its more horrific then can be described here. They are big, huge, and have spies. You can not trust the CIA, you can not trust many orgnizations with this. The only thing we can trust, is individual action of non-spies, and the data. If you want to go further, if you want me to trust you and show you the Evotoriums true horrors, i need proof. But... you need proof as well. So i will give you another lead, a secret. There is a ended case file ID 17B12XC, stored only in physical files. Find it, read it, look what happened to the investigators. Be careful, make sure it looks to the CIA like your just reading a old case file."