He Should Just Keep His Mouth Shut

"You created a so-called super terrorist."

What will he do before we get there?

"How many people will be hurt? And why should those people bear the consequences of your plan?"

Maeve took a step forward.

"We can't protect everyone, and we can't always arrive just before something happens."

Have you thought about these things?

Madelyn paused briefly at the question, and if she pretended not to understand again, it wouldn't fit into her previous explanation.

Her intention was to discuss opportunities and tangible results, but Maeve insisted on bringing the less appealing aspects to the forefront.

But hasn't Vought done enough bad things over the years?

Madelyn was silent for a moment, then spoke again.

"That's why we need to make arrangements in advance."

"Control the risks and ensure that capable individuals can handle these situations appear promptly."

"Maeve, you can't dismiss the entire plan just because there might be risks."

Maeve looked at her, her expression growing even colder.

"Possible?"

"Do you think this is possible?"

Madelyn's patience was slowly worn down by these questions.

She wasn't prepared for this kind of situation today.

Now he's being watched by Lin Mo and bombarded with questions by Maeve.

Maintaining that composure from before is no longer so easy.

"What are Vought's heroes like in their daily lives?"

She suddenly spoke.

"You should, and are well aware of this."

"I have to handle so many things every day, and clean up so many people's troubles."

"I don't need to go through all of these, do I?"

Maeve frowned, while Madelyn continued.

"Do they really care that much about ordinary people? You've been with them for so many years."

"You can't possibly not know."

This statement wasn't as tactful as before, since everyone knows what some people in the company are like.

Then why bother acting like everyone is always thinking of ordinary people at a time like this?

At least that's what Madelyn thought, but when Maeve heard it, it took on a completely different meaning.

Others don't care, so she can be indifferent too.

Since others have done bad things, it seems like there's no problem if she does a little more.

Upon hearing this, Maeve felt an even greater tightness in her chest.

"So what?"

She looked at Madelyn.

"Just because they're bastards, you think it doesn't matter what you do?"

As she spoke, she took another step forward.

Judging from her posture, if Madelyn continues talking, she might actually walk directly behind the desk.

First, get the other person to shut up.

However, Lin Mo raised his hand at this moment, signaling Maeve to wait a moment.

It wasn't that he thought there was anything worth listening to in Madelyn's words.

On the contrary.

He was already losing interest in listening. If he let this woman talk for a little longer, he figured he wouldn't be able to resist giving her a Heat Vision.

Lin Mo looked at Madelyn, but he had lost much interest in how she could explain herself.

To be honest, he hadn't originally planned to specifically cause her trouble, regardless of how this world's Madelyn was similar to, or how different she was from, the original story.

As long as she behaves herself and acts as her own Public Relations President.

When handling company matters, avoid creating too many problems that will ultimately leave others to clean up.

Lin Mo was too lazy to do anything to her.

After all, Vought is such a large company, it does need people to do those day-to-day tasks.

But now she insists on interfering in these areas herself, and is even preparing to artificially create a group of super terrorists.

There's no need to consider things the way they were originally.

As Lin Mo pondered this, when he looked at Madelyn again, his gaze held something else entirely.

This isn't just a Public Relations President trying to explain; it's clearly a string of Energy Points already beckoning to him.

It's quite heartwarming, but I wonder how many will actually make it in the end.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo suddenly smiled at Madelyn.

The smile wasn't exaggerated, but seeing it from the A-Train standing next to me still gave me a strange chill down my spine.

He even subconsciously straightened up a little.

This expression... it seems even more off than when he directly said he'd only be left with half a life.

The A-Train looked at Madelyn, then at Lin Mo.

In the end, I decided to keep quiet.

In this situation, it's clearly not appropriate for him to step forward and say anything.

Annie, who was hiding in the corridor behind a few people, was completely dumbfounded.

She originally thought she was just following along to see what was wrong inside the company.

At most, it's just that someone made a mistake, or something went wrong with a work arrangement.

The more he listened, the more something seemed off.

The plan involves transporting drugs, creating super terrorists, having Superhero step in to solve the problem, and ultimately using this to advance cooperation with the Military.

Annie hid there, her little face full of shock.

Wardfa?

Is there such a big scoop inside Vought Studios?

No, no, this is no longer just about being a bystander.

This is the villain.

Moreover, he seems to be the kind of major villain who can orchestrate many things behind the scenes.

Annie looked at Madelyn behind the desk, already placing her in that position in her mind. Then she glanced at Lin Mo and Joanna, and at Maeve was still angry.

The jumble of thoughts that had just formed in her mind was now being sorted out by herself.

right.

That should be it.

Hidden within the company is someone who wants to use Superhero for evil purposes.

Now that Lin Mo and his group have discovered her, they've come to deal with her. Doesn't that make sense?

The bad guys hide in the shadows, the hero discovers the problem, and then steps forward to stop it—that's the kind of thing she's familiar with.

At least compared to the fact that the entire company was different from what she had imagined, Annie was more willing to believe this explanation for now.

Lin Mo had no time to care what the girl behind him was thinking.

He glanced at the A-Train and then gestured to it.

The A-Train immediately moved a little closer.

Lin Mo lowered his voice and gave a few brief instructions.

After hearing this, the A-Train's expression clearly changed.

He glanced at Lin Mo with curiosity, then couldn't help but look at Madelyn with a pitying expression, but in the end he didn't ask anything.

He simply nodded.

"Good."

As soon as he finished speaking, he vanished from the spot.

The people in the office didn't even have to wait long.

Just a few seconds later, there was another noise at the door.

The A-Train returned, but this time he had a vial of medicine in his hand.

The blue liquid remained quietly inside the transparent container.

Maeve recognized him at a glance.

Compound V.

Joanna was naturally familiar with it, after all, they had seen this thing more than once recently.

What the A-Train retrieved this time was ordinary Compound V from the company's inventory.

Maeve's gaze lingered on the potion for a moment before slowly shifting to Madelyn.

Lin Mo told the A-Train to bring this over.

Could it be preparation...?