Die Properly, Damn You

At heart, Edgar was a businessman. Whoever could bring Vought the greatest benefit was worth keeping around.

And if Lin Mo really intended to purge a few troublemakers, Edgar might even use him to secure his own position.

"Sit."

Edgar set down the document and looked up at the three people standing in the doorway, his tone calm.

Lin Mo and the others made themselves at home. Joanna sat beside Lin Mo, while Maeve took the seat on his other side.

Maeve looked reasonably calm, but she had already begun wondering how Lin Mo planned to shake up Vought's leadership.

Edgar's gaze passed over the three of them before settling on Lin Mo. Joanna and Maeve had no reason to be here, so Lin Mo must have business with him.

"Go on."

"What brings you here?"

He paused, apparently recalling how Joanna had stared at everything on the surveillance footage like it was all brand-new to her.

"I doubt you brought Joanna and Maeve to Vought headquarters just for a tour."

"If you want to look around, you'll be working here every day once you graduate."

"There's no need to come now."

Lin Mo glanced at him. He had to admit he liked talking to people like Edgar. No beating around the bush, no guessing games. They both knew the other wasn't a good person, so why bother with pleasantries?

"There is something I want to ask you."

Lin Mo spoke plainly.

"Original Compound V."

"V1. You know where it is, don't you?"

Original Compound V.

At those words, Edgar's previously composed expression finally shifted.

Of course he knew what Lin Mo meant. It wasn't ordinary Compound V, but one of Vought's earliest and most unstable experimental products.

Strictly speaking, most people inside Vought didn't even know Original Compound V