Chapter 10

In a park near Vought International, Alvin was leisurely enjoying afternoon tea.

I'm afraid even Vought International wouldn't have thought that the criminal who was bold enough to kidnap Translucent and send a threatening express delivery was right under their noses.

Alvin wasn't afraid; the way the express delivery was sent was very secret, which could ensure that Vought International couldn't track the source.

Moreover, Translucent was already dead, and the tracking chip had been destroyed very cleanly.

Under these circumstances, unless there was someone in Vought International with superpowers similar to 'prophecy', it was impossible for them to find him.

"Heh, if there are no accidents, Vought International should choose to handle it coldly."

Alvin looked at the high-rise building of Vought International and could roughly guess their next operation.

A person who suddenly appeared and understood Homelander's past secrets meant that it was extremely likely that things beyond their control would happen.

And Homelander, as Vought's most important 'asset', was something Vought would never allow to have any unexpected situations.

Therefore, Vought would first suspect the internal personnel involved in the relevant plan, and then, in order to ensure that Homelander wouldn't lose control, they would inevitably impose restrictions.

But the more they were restricted, the more it would stimulate Homelander's rebellious psychology.

Alvin had already prepared a second 'surprise' for Vought and Homelander, although it wasn't the time yet.

"Sorry, can I sit here?"

At this moment, a voice came. Alvin turned to look; it was a very young girl, blonde and blue-eyed, with a ponytail, dressed very casually.

"A girl as beautiful as you, no one would refuse." Alvin said very wittily.

"Thank you."

The girl blushed slightly and sat down beside him shyly.

The number of chairs in the entire park was very small, and other positions were occupied by homeless people, and then she saw the youth sitting alone on the bench.

It was a rare type of delicate beauty, with perfectly coordinated facial proportions, set against a face like a Greek sculpture, especially those deep brown eyes, as if containing deep affection like water.

"Hello, my name is Annie." The girl secretly looked at Alvin and gathered her courage to introduce herself.

Annie?

Alvin froze for half a second, re-examining the girl: "You... are Starlight?"

"You, you know me?" Starlight was clearly a bit surprised, her eyes shining slightly, revealing a trace of secret joy.

At this point in time, Starlight hadn't joined The Seven yet, but Alvin reacted quickly and made up a lie: "Of course, I've seen your talent show, it's great!"

"Actually, it's not, many people are better than me." Starlight lowered her head shyly, her eyes secretly drifting toward the handsome youth, her heart beating wildly uncontrollably.

"Please don't say that, you're really great."

Alvin quickly switched personalities, put on the appearance of a fan, held the girl's hand, his eyes sincere and enthusiastic: "I believe you will definitely be able to become a member of The Seven!"

"Re... really?"

Held by the handsome youth, Starlight was even more shy, her earlobes red and tender, her voice as weak as a mosquito: "Tha... thank you, you're the first person to praise me like this."

Of course, the above operation didn't have universal applicability; the only thing Alvin thanked was his predecessor, who could leave him such a handsome skin.

"Being able to have such close contact with an idol should be my honor."

Alvin held the tender little hand tightly, looking at Starlight with those eyes that were affectionate even when looking at a dog: "Miss Starlight, I think, it must be that God heard my heart, so I met you here. Today is simply my lucky day."

Starlight felt dizzy; she wasn't like other superhumans who messed around everywhere; she had been a pure girl since she was a child, full of expectations and fantasies about the taste of love.

And today, the handsome and delicate youth she met in the park made her feel that love had come.

Alvin looked at Starlight, who was immersed in the fantasy of 'love', his lips slightly raised, thanking his predecessor's skin for the assist again.

He wasn't a simp, and he had no interest in Starlight.

The reason for pretending to be affectionate was very simple: Starlight would join Vought later and become a member of The Seven.

Moreover, Starlight's superpowers weren't weak, especially her durability, which was definitely top-tier; she could make Black Noir unable to break her defense for most of the day. Pulling closer to each other wouldn't be bad for his next plan.

"No, don't call me Starlight, you can call me Annie..."

Starlight's face was flushed, like a flower bud about to bloom, and she had even started fantasizing about how many children they would have in the future.

It was simply too crazy; her heart had never beaten so fast, as if it were about to be sucked into those affectionate eyes.

Starlight looked at Alvin affectionately and slowly closed her eyes.

Does this mean she wants me to kiss her?

Alvin's eye corners twitched; he just wanted to pull closer, but he didn't want to dedicate himself.

Fortunately, the phone rang in time, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere.

"Sorry, I have to take a call."

Alvin glanced at it; it was Butcher, so he pressed the answer button.

"We got the thing you wanted, when are we trading?" Butcher said straight to the point.

"Fine, send me the address, I'll be there in a while."

Alvin nodded calmly, hung up the phone, and looked at Starlight apologetically: "Sorry, I have something to do temporarily."

"That... can we, still meet?" Starlight bit her lip lightly, her watery eyes mixed with a trace of expectation.

"Of course, Miss Starlight."

Alvin maintained his affectionate eyes, copied the phone number, and handed it to Starlight: "If you encounter anything, you can come find me; I'm willing to be your most loyal listener and fan."

"See, see you, Alvin."

Starlight carefully put away the phone and waved: "I'll call you~"

After Alvin disappeared from her sight, she suddenly thought of something and said regretfully: "Oh no, I forgot to ask what his name was!"

"Is this what you told me was a meaningful thing?"

Mother's Milk stared, glaring at Butcher, who was gnawing on pizza: "You said you wanted to investigate Compound V, so I agreed to come back, and the result is peeping at some bullshit Popclaw?"

"My dear brother, don't be so anxious."

Butcher swallowed the last piece of pizza, licked his fingers, and revealed a familiar smile: "According to my intelligence, Popclaw is A-Train's lover."

"So you want to watch their XX performance?" Frenchie also didn't understand why they were staring at Popclaw.

Butcher said simply and clearly: "The reason is very simple, she has Compound V in her house."

"Wait, you guys stop arguing!" At this moment, Hughie discovered through the monitor that the target person had left: "Popclaw has gone out, she should be going to live-stream fitness; we probably have an hour."

"Very good, Hughie, you stay here and monitor."

Butcher rubbed his hands, moved his muscles and bones: "Mother's Milk, Frenchie, come up with me."

The three dressed as repairmen and entered the apartment grandly. Frenchie fully exerted his small skills, using a wire to pick the door lock.

"We only have one hour, speed it up!"

Butcher glanced at the layout and shouted: "Mother's Milk, you go search the bedroom; Frenchie, you go search the bathroom and kitchen; I'm responsible for the living room!"

Time was pressing, and the three didn't say a word of nonsense, immediately throwing themselves into the search session.

"Found it!"

Suddenly, Mother's Milk in the bedroom made a discovery.

He carried a box of dark blue medicine and walked out, looking at Butcher: "This thing should be the 'Compound V' you mentioned, right?"

Butcher looked at the medicine box: "It should be this thing, no mistake."

Just at this moment!

Hughie's urgent and nervous shouting suddenly came from the headset: "No, bad, Popclaw suddenly came back, you guys hurry and retreat!"

Hearing this, the faces of the three people in the room changed, looking at the messy house, they had no time to clean up at all.

Are you kidding me?!

If they were discovered by Popclaw, all three of them would die here!

"Retreat quickly!"

Butcher hurriedly called the two to retreat.

However, the moment he opened the door, he happened to run into Popclaw at the stairwell.

Both sides stared at each other for a few seconds, the air seemed to freeze, and a trace of weird atmosphere flowed.