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213. Chapter 213: A Black Sack Thrown From a Car

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Late at night, faint moonlight filtered through the clouds, casting light on a patch of building ruins. Around the ruins, police tape set up by the Police was visible everywhere.

At this time, several sneaky figures, under the cover of night, slipped through the caution tape. Looking around, they saw the scene was a complete mess, with signs of being rummaged through everywhere.

Seeing this, Hughie couldn't help but feel a bit discouraged. "We're too late. This place is a complete mess, like an apple bitten by a dog. Besides some construction debris, I haven't even seen a scrap of paper. You might as well ask Ms. Mallory. Maybe she had some luck."

Just as he was about to slack off, he suddenly spotted half a can under a pile of stones. Out of curiosity, Hughie bent down and pulled the can out. To his surprise, the can wasn't whole; only a small section of the bottom remained, and at the break point, there were signs of being cut by high temperature. "Guys, look what I found?"

"Half a leftover can?" Starlight, wearing a grey baseball cap, said, looking at the can in Hughie's hand.

"Looks like two bastards were involved in this attack."

Billy walked up to Hughie, took the can, and analyzed it.

"Before coming, I asked Mallory. She said the Police didn't find anything of value either. Although they found signs left after being scorched by Heat Vision on the surface of some construction debris, based on just this, they can't prove Homelander did it."

"Is it that they can't prove it, or they don't dare to verify it? Even if they had evidence proving Homelander did it, they wouldn't dare to openly confront Homelander," Hughie, full of resentment, couldn't help but mutter a complaint.

After all, no matter who it is, being pulled out to work in the middle of the night wouldn't put them in a good mood.

"Stop talking nonsense. The current priority is to find the Church of the Collective's archives. Maybe Stormfront's past files are still preserved there." Billy stuffed the can into his pocket and walked towards areas the Police hadn't searched. Compared to the Police, their only advantage was having two Supes.

Ten minutes later, Kimiko suddenly made gestures towards Frenchie.

"You mean there's a special smell left after paper burned underneath?" Seeing this, Frenchie said with surprise.

Kimiko nodded.

Soon, the few of them gathered together and worked together to move the concrete blocks pressing down, as well as bricks, rebar, and other debris.

Finally... they saw a pile of ash produced after paper was burned.

"Shit!" Billy's face looked terrible as he rummaged through the ash a few times. He only found scattered scraps of paper. From the words remaining on them, it was clear that this was indeed Supe blackmail material.

But with just these things, it was useless. If they didn't find anything else tonight, they would have worked for nothing.

Thinking about how he had worked his ass off for half the day, only to end up with a pile of ash, Billy could hardly suppress the urge to curse.

Fortunately, Hughie was as if possessed by the goddess of luck, actually finding a corner of a photo in the ash. He picked it up and looked. The person in the photo was indeed Stormfront, and it was a group photo. Hughie didn't recognize the other person in the photo, but he realized the importance of the photo! "Guys, let's guess who the lucky guy is tonight."

Hughie held up the photo with a smug look. "Stormfront and Goebbels. Hughie, sometimes I really want to kiss your face." Billy snatched the photo from Hughie's hand. Looking at the people in the photo, a smile couldn't help but appear on his rough, large face.

Although the photo was burned to less than half, it had verified his guess. It was indeed extremely important dirt. Unfortunately, they couldn't get it before it was burned. Otherwise, just based on Stormfront's involvement with the Nazis, it would be enough to completely ruin Stormfront. Even if Vought's public relations were stronger, it would be useless.

"Keep looking. If we can find a complete photo, she's dead for sure. Jesus couldn't save her, I'm telling you!"

Billy was pumped up, burrowing into the thick ash. However, until dawn broke, he still couldn't find a second photo of Stormfront.

"You're responsible for contacting Queen Maeve and having her check Stormfront and Homelander's rooms. I think there must be an original copy of this thing, and the original copy is definitely in Stormfront or Homelander's hands." Billy, whose appearance was completely obscured by ash, stood up and rubbed both sides of his waist, trying to relieve the soreness caused by staying in one position for a long time.

"I can understand searching Stormfront's room, but why add Homelander?" Hughie asked, confused.

Billy glanced at him. "Don't you think it's strange how the relationship between Homelander and Stormfront has suddenly become so good recently? Vought doesn't even need to publicize it; anyone who isn't blind can see they are in a romantic relationship.

Don't forget, not long ago, Homelander even asked us to kill Stormfront, clearly looking like they had a blood feud. But now, they can't keep their hands off each other. If Homelander didn't know something, would his attitude change so quickly?"

"That's a good point, but why don't we secretly contact Stormfront and tell her the information that Homelander wants to kill her? When they fight, we can watch them tear each other apart." Hughie's tired eyelids couldn't stop drooping. If the environment didn't require it, he would definitely fall asleep right now.

"Do you have evidence? Compared to Homelander, would Stormfront believe our words more, or his? Don't be so naive. Even if she knows Homelander once wanted to kill her, with her strength, she doesn't dare to do anything openly. At most, she'll swallow her anger and humiliation."

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The next day at noon, there was a new member in Vought Tower's Supe Conference Room.

"Following a unanimous decision by the Board of Directors, Starlight has been expelled from The Seven. At the same time, her position is replaced by Lamplighter. In addition, due to A-Train's sudden passing, there is another vacant spot in The Seven. Next, I will introduce to everyone this new member. Her codename is Pure White Witch, and she is your new colleague."

Stan Edgar, who walked into the Meeting Room, briefly announced the personnel changes.

At the same time, he looked at Homelander, and said in a deep voice, "Regarding Ryan's whereabouts, we are still investigating..."

While he was speaking, Xia Shang, who was standing behind Stan Edgar, turned his head to look out the window. Only to see a black sedan driving past the front of Vought Tower at extremely high speed.

Thud, a black sack was thrown from the car.

Looking at the sack that was thrown down, pedestrians on the roadside couldn't help but curiously gather around, but none of them dared to open it rashly. What if there was a corpse inside? After all, that scene just now was like a Hollywood gangster movie. Could it be that some Terrorist wants to use this method to provoke Vought International?

However, the surrounding onlookers didn't know that Ryan in the sack, due to being severely struck, had already opened his scarlet eyes!

(End of Chapter)