Now This Was a Bit of a Coincidence

He just heard a slightly different sound using his Super Hearing.

Lin Mo was paying more attention to this hospital than before.

After all, Robin had lived there, and he himself had spent nearly two days working in the underground research branch, where there were Compound V's research results.

Although he had almost completely destroyed it and there should be nothing missing, he still kept a close eye on the place.

Now, it seems there are a few more unruly guests in the hospital.

Lin Mo focused his attention slightly, away from the chaotic sounds that had been mingling in the city.

His Super Brain quickly filtered them out, and several deliberately hushed voices became clearer.

At the same time, his gaze had already crossed the distance, passed through the outer wall of the hospital, and landed inside.

Several stealthy figures then came into his view.

Lin Mo glanced at it twice, then slightly raised an eyebrow.

Oh? That's quite a coincidence.

Inside the hospital, the feelings of Butcher and his two companions were quite different from when they first arrived.

They were just coming to check things out and look for clues.

After all, the most likely place to find out how Robin recovered is the hospital where she stayed, since she received treatment there and it was there that she was able to stand up again.

Surely not everything has nothing to do with the hospital?

This was Butcher's idea, and Mother's Milk and Frenchie had no objections. Anyway, it was more useful than sitting in the room watching those two videos over and over again.

So the three of them made some simple preparations and, under the cover of night, sneaked into the hospital.

Vought's place is certainly not a place where just anyone can come and go.

However, these people were all quite skilled, and none of them were novices doing this for the first time.

Having been a secret agent before, things have gone relatively smoothly for me.

However, before they could find anything related to Robin's treatment, they saw something else entirely.

Something that was clearly more amiss.

"Butcher."

The Mother's Milk stood in front of a glass door, her voice low and her expression solemn.

You'd better come and take a look.

Upon hearing this, Butcher walked over.

Following his gaze, she glanced inside and immediately frowned.

Inside the room, there were several cribs, incubators, and some monitoring equipment in operation.

If that's all there is to it, it's not strange at all; it's perfectly normal to have babies in a hospital.

The problem is that one of the babies has its eyes open.

And within those eyes, a faint red light was shining.

Butcher stared for a few seconds, and the expression on his face gradually changed.

What is that?

Frenchie, also curious, came over and then stopped as well.

The three of them stood outside the glass, looking at the Little One lying inside.

The Little One seemed a bit uncomfortable; he waved his little hand, his mouth pursed, and he let out a few intermittent cries.

The red light in his eyes also brightened.

This time, all three of them saw it clearly.

Superpowers—a baby still lying in bed already has superpowers.

However, there was nothing particularly curious about this. Mother's Milk and Frenchie were actually relieved, as having superpowers at birth was considered normal in their understanding.

As they were preparing to leave to look for clues, Butcher's gaze slowly shifted to the side. He quickly noticed the IV tube connected to the baby's body.

Looking further up the tube, the liquid it connects to seems to be different from ordinary medicine.

Why are babies being injected with medication these days?

What is this?

He asked in a low voice.

Frenchie didn't answer, because he wanted to know too.

Before long, the three of them found a way to get into the room.

Mother's Milk, Butcher kept an eye on the commotion outside, while she glanced at the medication records beside her.

Frenchie moved closer and examined the markings more closely.

A few letters came into his view.

"Compound V..."

He read it aloud softly, Butcher turned his head.

"Compound V?"

"That's what it says above."

Frenchie said.

He glanced at the medicine, then at the baby beside him whose eyes still faintly glowed red.

His expression gradually became serious.

"Wait a moment."

"These children..."

Before he could finish speaking, Butcher had already opened the medication record in his hand.

The document contains records of medication use and subsequent observations, some of which are highlighted separately.

His gaze then stopped.

No abnormal abilities were found before administration; after administration, responses different from normal development began to appear... Record... Experiment normal.

The rest of the record description is pretty self-explanatory.

Butcher read through the pages, his expression gradually changing.

"Those bastards..."

He muttered a curse under his breath.

The Mother's Milk also came over, glanced at what he was holding, and then remained silent.

Inside the room, only the sounds of medical equipment running and the occasional noises from a baby could be heard.

After a few seconds, Frenchie raised his head, swallowed hard, and said, "They're injecting this stuff into the babies."

"And then... these kids got superpowers?"

Butcher looked at the records in his hand, then at the baby beside him.

My mind suddenly cleared up, and some things that I couldn't understand before seemed to have an answer all at once.

Why Vought? Why are so many Supe ultimately linked to this company?

And then there are those so-called gifted individuals, those who supposedly awakened superpowers thanks to God's favor.

So that's what happened.

"What utter nonsense, God's choice."

Butcher's lips slowly twitched into a smile, but it didn't look like he was very happy.

"They were manufactured."

After those words were spoken, the Mother's Milk's complexion turned somewhat unpleasant.

He looked at the children who couldn't even speak yet, and then at the things connected to them.

"Taking a baby and doing this kind of thing."

"Vought really is..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was already quite clear.

Frenchie quickly took out his phone and photographed everything in front of him, including the records.

This time it's different from the previous two videos.

In the video, at most, all that can be seen is that Robin's recovery is somewhat abnormal.

But they couldn't quite put their finger on what exactly was wrong.

But now, thanks to these drugs...

child.

These observation records are all here.

Vought was secretly using drugs to create Supe, and these babies were the targets.

If this kind of news gets out...

That Vought...

The three of them exchanged glances, and each understood the same thing from the other's expression.

This time, it seems they've really found something big, even bigger than what they initially wanted to find.

It's much bigger.

"We need to take some samples back with us."