[It's time to report back, Miracle Child.]
[Mission target: T-VEX original solution.]
[Signed: Baron.]
[Note: For Wanda.]
Pietro looked at the screen of his mobile phone with an uncertain expression on his face.
Baron Strucker.
"T-VEX original solution..."
T-VEX Hydra has been studied countless times and cannot be reversed or copied.
The root cause is that there is no earliest arrangement. Hydra scientists speculated that T-VEX has an upper layer of pharmaceuticals, which is the original solution.
Pietro gritted his teeth.
He knows what it is. This is no longer a secret among the internal members of Vought. The current potions are all developed based on that bottle of original solution. It is the lifeblood of Vought and the strongest trump card for the heroes of Vought to fear death.
If he were to steal this...
Once discovered, everything he now has - the mansion, the sports car, the fans, the freedom to run in the sun -
All will come to naught.
Moreover, he will face Homelander.
Pietro couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the man who was always smiling, but whose eyes occasionally flashed red.
But...
If not.
Wanda is still in their hands.
"Damn..."
Pietro threw the phone on the bed and scratched his silver hair irritably.
"On one side is the devil, and on the other side is a more terrifying devil."
He loves it here.
He loves Vought.
The man wearing Stars and Stripes Cape gave him dignity, gave him status, and even gave him power that he had never dared to imagine before.
"For Wanda."
These four words are his Achilles heel.
It is his only anchor in this world. If he doesn't do it, what will that madman Strucker do to Wanda?
Pietro closed his eyes, and his sister's pale face appeared in his mind.
He grabbed a bottle of liquor from the coffee table, raised his head and took a big sip. The spicy liquid burned down his throat, but it couldn't burn away the chill in his heart.
Baron Strucker That Nazi remnant raised by Bichi!
He doesn't want to betray Vought, but he can't give up Wanda.
So, this will be a "borrowing".
"Get the original liquid first and give it to that old bastard Strucker." Pietro said to himself in the air, trying to convince himself, "When Wanda is confirmed to be safe, even if the fortress is demolished, I will snatch the things back. Then I will take Wanda and escape back to United States."
"Yes, that's it."
"At that time, I will return the original solution to Vought, and then confess to Mr. Starr. Even if I am fired, at worst I will become a pizza delivery boy. At least I will be the fastest delivery boy in the world."
But thinking of Homelander's red eyes that lit up in the dark, Pietro still shuddered.
"As long as I'm fast enough..."
He looked at his hands.
"... As long as I'm fast enough, no one can catch me."
The next day, 5:55 pm.
Vought International Headquarters, core laboratory area.
This is one of the most heavily secured areas in the entire building.
Pietro was wearing that silver-gray battle suit, with his goggles pushed up to his forehead and chewing gum in his mouth, which was his habitual move to hide his nervousness.
"Hey, Debbie!"
He leaned on the counter where supplies were received and showed a charming smile to the administrator inside, "Did you know? Your makeup today is absolutely amazing, like... like Avril?"
The fat girl named Debbie blushed, "Come on, you say that to every girl. Are you here to collect this month's quota?"
"Of course." Pietro knocked on the counter, "The training intensity has been a bit intense recently. You know, Ashley wants me to break my leg running on the treadmill. I need some 'Spinach Juice' to refresh myself."
"Spinach Juice" is the internal nickname for T-VEX.
For the Seven, it is the best "training aid".
After testing, they found that when Supe used T-VEX and then performed extreme training, its training efficiency was dozens of times higher than usual.
Moreover, as long as the frequency of taking one pill every half month is controlled, the body can perfectly metabolize toxins and will not develop drug resistance.
Debbie smiled and shook her head, turned around, opened the safe, and took out two exquisite metal suitcases.
"This is your share, two pieces. Also, this belongs to Angela. She said last time that you would pick it up for her when you came."
"No problem, I'll leave it to that hot girl."
Pietro took the box, but he did not leave immediately.
"Drip--"
The electronic clock on the wall jumped.
17:58.
There are two minutes left before the shift change and handover time for the core researchers in the laboratory.
"Thanks, Debbie."
Pietro carried the box and turned towards the elevator. But he did not go in, but walked into the restroom next to him.
He locked the stall door and sat on the toilet seat.
Open the suitcase.
The cold air came out, and two needle tubes emitting a faint green light lay quietly in the shock-proof foam.
Pietro adjusted his breathing rhythm and then picked up one.
"For Wanda."
The needle penetrated directly into the thigh muscle.
Push the putt all the way.
"Hiss--!!"
That familiar and violent feeling came over instantly.
The sound of heartbeat seemed to be ringing in my ears.
The air around him became thicker, and the world seemed to stand still in his eyes.
The leaking faucet in the bathroom has a drop of water hanging in the air, reflecting the light of the overhead light.
Pietro stood up and felt that his body was filled with endless energy, and every cell was eager to run.
"Let's get started."
Pietro's figure disappeared.
In this almost static world, those busy Vought employees are like lifelike wax figures.
The coffee in someone's mouth spilled into the air, forming brown beads; the document in someone's hand just slipped and floated next to his knees.
Pietro Walking between these "sculptures" is like entering a deserted place.
He came to the entrance of Vought Labs.
There is a titanium alloy airtight door that is half a meter thick and requires three levels of biological verification to open.
He has no authority.
But he has speed.
At this moment, two researchers wearing protective suits were pushing a trolley and preparing to come out.
The door has been opened with a gap, only about thirty centimeters wide.
He easily passed through the opening of the door.
The researcher who was walking out had just raised his feet and was still hanging in the air.
Pietro ducked sideways under his arm and entered the core library.
In the center of the cold storage, in a transparent container, lies a blue liquid.
That's the original solution.
Pietro didn't reach for it, which would trigger the gravity alarm.
Instead, he took out the special sampler that he had prepared a long time ago.
Extract.
After the blue liquid is extracted, the liquid of the same color in the sampler is poured in to maintain the original weight.
After finishing, he turned around and walked through the crack in the door that was not completely open again.
He returned to the corridor.
Back to the bathroom door.
He posed as if he had just walked out of the bathroom.
"Huh--"
He exhaled.
The world is moving again.
"Click."
The explosion-proof door was completely opened, and the two researchers came out. They were talking and laughing, not realizing that in the blink of an eye, someone had already entered and exited.
The alarm didn't sound.
Perfect.
Pietro's heart was beating wildly, but he forced himself to stay calm.
He carried the suitcase containing the "quota", whistled, and swaggered toward the elevator.
"Hey, Pietro!"
A passing staff member greeted him.
"See you later, buddy!" Pietro smiled and waved.
No one knows that he holds a priceless secret in his arms.
Pietro walked out of the headquarters building and stood in the square outside the door. Looking at the bustling streets, his heated brain calmed down a little.
It worked.
Now as long as you run at full speed, you can reach Sokovia in ten minutes.
Just then.
He saw a person.
Standing next to the huge bronze statue of Homelander in front of Vought Plaza.