In fact, the information about Lynn is not difficult to check at all.
There are no absolute secrets in this world. As long as those in high positions are willing to put some thought into it, Vought Director's identity is completely transparent.
However, before the heads of the various intelligence departments had the courage to ask for instructions, many high-level officials from big forces had already recognized this face on their own through the screen.
It's you!
Just a few days ago, this thin-looking Asian man walked into their territory alone.
By the time he left, there would either be corpses everywhere and devastation, or only high-level officials would be missing mysteriously.
If it weren't for the fact that Vought and Homelander had made so much news in the past few days, it had absorbed all the attention of netizens around the world.
In addition, these looted forces felt that their family ugliness should not be publicized, so they tacitly chose to block the news.
Then "Mysterious Man Global Decapitation Operation" will definitely be the most sensational headline in the supernatural world this week.
These days, all the major forces are secretly investigating where this god of death came from.
Who would have thought that the culprit did not even hide, but walked into the global live broadcast so openly, and was also tied to Vought, who was at the forefront of the storm.
This is like giving a pillow to someone for a nap.
Almost within a minute of Lynn's face appearing on the screen, the dark web exploded.
Reward orders appeared one after another like snowflakes.
There are so many zeros following the bounty number that it can make even the best professional killers stop breathing.
All major forces are red-eyed and ready to take action.
As long as this man is killed, he can not only avenge the massacre that day, but also get rid of Homelander, and finally tear off the remaining huge assets of Vought and divide them.
A good deal that kills three birds with one stone.
Godolkin University, at the bottom of the ruins pit.
At this time, Lynn, who was in the center of this huge Stormfront, did not care about the invisible undercurrents.
He turned his head and looked over a distance of dozens of meters, landing on Eddie who was hiding in the ruins.
To be precise, it landed on the Video Camera with the red light flashing on Eddie's shoulder.
Lynn knows that this unlucky guy hiding in the mud and shaking is synchronizing everything that happens here to the whole world.
Just then.
John The micro communicator in the right ear is connected.
"Sir! Can you hear me?"
Ashley's voice came from the communicator, saying in a panic,
"The company's network Security Department has just received news that a large number of bounty orders targeting Lynn Director suddenly appeared on the dark web! Those gangsters, arms dealers and other extraordinary organizations are increasing their investment like crazy, and the bounties have broken historical records!"
John The faint smile on his face disappeared completely in an instant, and the veins on his neck were pulsing.
Someone wants to buy Lynn's life.
John Killing intent surges.
He even wants to fly into the sky right now and burn all the headquarters of those forces that dare to issue bounty orders to ashes.
A hand reached out and patted his shoulder gently.
John turned his head.
Lynn looked at him, shook his head gently, and gave him a comforting look.
With such a simple movement, John's fist slowly loosened.
The red light in his eyes flickered for a few times, and finally disappeared.
After comforting John, Lynn turned around and faced the direction where Eddie was hiding.
He raised his hand and waved casually, signaling the other party to come over.
Eddie behind the wall was so frightened that he almost threw Video Camera out of his hand.
He watched with his own eyes as this man killed a monster that could control blood and massacred the entire school without even moving a finger. Now the other person was actually calling him over.
Eddie swallowed and instinctively wanted to turn around and run away.
But he glanced at Lynn's face from a distance.
That face was very gentle, without the pressure of Homelander that could tear people to pieces at any time. Instead, it exuded a peace that made people subconsciously want to get close to him.
Eddie gritted his teeth.
He picked up the heavy machine, crawled out of the quagmire, stepped on the gravel, and walked over cautiously.
Two or three meters away from the two of them, Eddie stopped, too nervous to even breathe loudly.
Lynn didn't give him any trouble, he just pointed at a fairly flat broken wall table in front of him.
"Set the machine here."
The sound of Lynn is very smooth.
Eddie nodded quickly, put Video Camera in a hurry, and adjusted the angle of the camera to ensure that the picture was facing Lynn.
After doing this, Eddie took a few steps back knowingly and stood aside with his neck curled up.
The sun shines on the ruins.
Lynn stood in front of the camera and stretched out his hand to straighten the collar of his coat.
At this moment, the red indicator light above Video Camera flashes regularly.
The eyes of billions of people around the world, through this small lens, stared at the sudden appearance of Black-Haired Man.
And Lynn is also quietly watching the world.
"Good afternoon, everyone."
His voice was neither fast nor slow.
"Maybe most people don't know me."
Lynn stood up straight and put his hands back into his coat pockets, "After all, I'm just Vought International a little Director."
"However, if there are some old fans in front of the screen who have been following John since he debuted, or even when he was younger, they might have some impression on me."
Lynn turned his head and glanced at the blond young man standing behind him.
John captured this sight.
His face, which was still tense at first, softened visibly after hearing these words.
Lynn withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the camera.
"At that time, no matter what events John attended, I would always be by his side. It can be said that I was a witness of John from childhood to adulthood."
Lynn's voice was very steady, "No one in this world knows him better than me."
This sentence was said very lightly, but it was very weighty, like the simplest statement from an elder.
But based on Clark's previous confession, this sentence undoubtedly gave reassurance to all the people who still had doubts.
"Recently, I have been paying attention to the news on the Internet."
Lynn's tone slowly stopped smiling, "I believe everyone understands now that what has turned the entire country upside down in the past few days is a deliberate conspiracy."
He took a step forward.
"So, who is the person behind the scenes?"
Lynn raised his hand and pointed at the female corpse kneeling straight on the ground not far to the right.
"Is it her?"
Then, his finger moved and pointed at the blond boy lying in the mud with empty eyes.
"Is it him?"
Finally, Lynn put down his hand, looked at the camera, and asked a question:
"Or is it the boss hiding behind them, whose heart has been ripped out?"
People all over the world sitting in front of their screens unconsciously held their breath.
"Yes and no."
Lynn gave the answer.
He shook his head, as if stating a simple fact:
"These people can indeed be regarded as the driving forces behind the scenes, but at best, they are just a fuse, or a gun like you."
Lynn stared at the camera quietly.
At that moment, he no longer seemed like a peaceful elder.
The deep black eyes seemed to penetrate through the lenses, piercing into the eyes of conference rooms, offices, and high-ranking big shots all over the world.
"What really set off the explosives were many forces from all over the world."
"That's right, it's you."