There are bloodshot eyes, and the dark circles under the eyes are very heavy. It can be seen that the person has not rested well at all.
Even when he was standing there, his shoulders were slumped down. It was obvious that he hadn't slept well since yesterday.
But this is normal. My girlfriend is still lying half-dead in the hospital. No one else would be able to go home and sleep peacefully.
What's more, Hughie's experiences over the past day were indeed quite rich, so rich that he didn't even know where to start.
Robin was hit, A-Train secretly injected drugs, Superhero's abilities were actually not innate, and those propaganda he used to regard as facts.
It turns out that a lot of it is just propaganda.
Then.
He himself also agreed to inject Compound V.
Obviously before going out yesterday, he was just an ordinary person working in an electronics store and thinking about having something to eat with his girlfriend after get off work.
Why did things become like this in the blink of an eye?
And when I think of those so-called Superhero.
Hughie's mind uncontrollably resurfaced the scene from last night.
The bar where Butcher took him to yesterday.
To be honest, before entering, Hughie never thought that there was such a place in the world.
From the outside, it doesn't look like anything special.
But after he actually entered, the things inside conflicted with his knowledge.
The smell of cigarettes and alcohol mixed inside, and the things on the table that were displayed without hesitation. There were also scenes that would never appear in a promotional video.
Some people even use their own abilities.
As for what it is used for.
Hughie I really don't want to recall it again.
Anyway, at that time, he just wanted to get out of there quickly.
However, Butcher has no intention of letting him go yet.
The man seemed to have been used to it for a long time, and he was even in the mood to observe his expression.
Then ask him how it goes.
Isn't it different from what you saw on TV?
Hughie did not answer. He admitted that it was indeed different.
Moreover, the difference is a bit too much.
But what really made him uncomfortable was not the behavior of those strange Metahumans in the bar.
But it was something Butcher showed him later.
The images left here a few paragraphs ago are not particularly clear.
The voice was a bit noisy, but he could still recognize the faces of several people inside.
There are heroes like the Seven and some other first-line heroes.
Those who he had seen countless times before on TV, on billboards, and even on product packaging.
The Deep, Translucent.
There were several other familiar figures sitting there, drinking and chatting.
It seems quite relaxing.
Just the content of the conversation is really not that relaxing.
The Deep mentioned a girl who wanted a job opportunity.
So, he took this opportunity as a condition to make the other party obedient and said something specific.
Hughie Now, I don't want to repeat it anymore.
He only remembered that when the other party talked about those things, his tone was very casual.
I even think it's worth showing off.
As for the girl, whether she was willing or not, it didn't seem to be an issue worth discussing in that conversation.
As for Translucent, it's not much better.
Use your ability to peek and enter places that others don't allow you to enter.
Even, stay with others without their knowledge at all.
After he said these things, it actually became a kind of fun.
Hughie To this day, I still remember one sentence in it.
The police didn't even know where he was.
How to catch?
There are also others who hurt others when they are drunk and threaten others based on their status.
After something happens, how should the company's people deal with it, one after another?
He couldn't even follow some of the words.
Those people spoke so easily, as if the person being hurt was not a living person at all.
Just some minor troubles that can be solved with a little money.
Hughie asked Butcher at that time where these things came from and whether they had been edited.
The other party didn't give him any particularly satisfactory explanation. He just asked him to continue reading and think about it again after reading.
What exactly do you believe?
Hughie I don't know if there is anything else missing in those clips.
I don't know if Butcher deliberately chose only the worst parts to show him.
But he didn't see Lin Mo and Maeve from inside, which made him feel relieved.
But some words did come from those people's mouths, and it was really difficult for him to pretend not to hear them.
Alas.
Can't think about it anymore.
If he thought about it any more, his mind would become a mess.
"Hughie?"
The voice in front of him suddenly brought him back to his senses, and Hughie raised his head.
Lin Mo is looking at him.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Ah?"
Hughie responded subconsciously.
"I... nothing."
Lin Mo looked at him, but didn't take these words seriously.
People have become so distracted.
Is this also called nothing?
"Something on your mind?"
He asked very directly.
"Or do you feel a little uncomfortable at the thought of injecting Compound V?"
If it's the latter, it's not surprising. I agreed before. I agreed before.
It's normal to feel a little nervous when it's time to use it.
After all, after this thing is beaten, his life will be somewhat different from before.
"No."
Hughie shook his head.
Then I felt that my answer seemed not quite accurate.
"A little bit."
How could I not be nervous at all, just compared to this matter.
There is another thing on his mind right now, and he doesn't know how to talk about it.
Lin Mo did not rush him, but waited quietly for him to continue.
Hughie looked at Lin Mo, then at Maeve next to him.
Finally, his eyes stopped on Joanna for a moment, and then quickly looked back.
He suddenly felt.
My current situation seems a bit strange.
Yesterday, I followed a person who wanted to deal with Vought to see Superhero's dirty information. Today, I stood in Vought's underground research institute again, waiting for Lin Mo to save his girlfriend.
He listened to what both sides said, and he also met the people on both sides.
How does it feel.
Out of nowhere, he stood in the middle?
But he obviously hasn't agreed to anything yet.
"Actually..."
Hughie hesitated for a while and then spoke.
"Yesterday, after I went back, I met someone."
Lin Mo looked at him.
"Then what?"
"He told me something."
Hughie pursed his lips.
Some words came to his lips and he swallowed them back.
Butcher's name, he didn't say.
He did not mention the ID that the other party had produced.
After all, before leaving, Butcher just asked him to think carefully.
He didn't promise the other party what he wanted to do to help, nor did he feel that he should just turn around and tell the person directly.
But those things really weighed on his heart, so he couldn't pretend that nothing happened, and felt very conflicted.
So he still wanted to ask, at least listen to what Lin Mo would say.
"He said, Vought, and the Seven..."
Hughie paused for a moment, as if looking for a suitable statement.
"Privately, I have done some not-so-good things."
"It's not just what the propaganda says."
"Some things may be illegal."