Frenchie was stunned.
He looked at the cup of steaming coffee in his hand and was silent for a long time.
He shook his head.
"I don't need anything."
Frenchie put the coffee cup on the coffee table in front of him, raised his head, and looked directly at Lynn with his red bloodshot eyes.
"I've caused so much trouble, and now I can save a life and sit here and drink a cup of hot coffee. I'm very satisfied."
He turned his head and looked at the blond young man who had been standing by the window.
"I did this just to repay Mr. Homelander for his kindness to me many years ago. Without him, I would have become a rotten bone in the sewer."
Frenchie stood up, straightened out his wrinkled clothes, and his expression became extremely serious.
"Besides, I still say the same thing."
Frenchie took a deep breath, although the sound was not loud, it was loud.
"A just person should not be treated like this."
The sunlight outside the window penetrated through the glass and hit John's side face.
The blond young man's eyes flickered slightly, but he still didn't speak and just looked at the desolate man quietly.
Frenchie After saying these words, he felt that he had no face to stay any longer.
He bowed slightly and turned towards the door of the office.
"Frenchie."
As soon as my hand touched the door handle, the voice of Lynn came from behind.
Frenchie stopped and turned around awkwardly.
Lynn reached out and took out a white envelope from the drawer and threw it on the flat table.
The envelope was unsealed, revealing several pieces of cardboard with flight information printed on it.
"Here are four tickets to Japan."
Lynn leaned on the sofa and looked at Frenchie, whose face was full of astonishment.
"Let me tell you first, this is not a reward from Vought, but a task assigned to you."
Frenchie walked back to the coffee table in a daze, looking at the tickets, his mind couldn't turn around for a moment.
Four tickets?
"After arriving at Japan, you need to help me find a Japan girl named Kimiko."
Lynn picked up the coffee cup and took a slow sip.
"After you find her, take her to Japan's Vought branch to report. This time you are on a business trip on behalf of the company, so all expenses during the search period, whether it is food, clothing or accommodation, will be borne by Vought."
Frenchie The mouth opened slightly.
He is not stupid.
After working at the bottom for so many years, how could he not hear the subtext in these words.
What about looking for someone, what about going on a business trip?
This was a disguised arrangement of a cross-country vacation for him and his children, providing them with a reasonable and legal safe haven, and even thoughtfully taking care of all the logistical support.
"As for what you want after the mission is completed, that's your freedom."
Lynn Put down the cup,
"Whether you go back to New York with your friends or simply stay at Japan's branch to work is up to you, but I can guarantee that as long as you are willing to live a stable life, your future will be bright and sunny."
Frenchie's Adam's apple rolled up and down.
He looked at the envelope on the table, then at Lynn, not knowing where to put his hands.
"The premise is to stop taking drugs."
Lynn looked at Frenchie's helpless look and smiled.
"But I believe this won't be difficult for you. After all, you are quite experienced in this area."
Frenchie felt that my nose was sore, and the corners of my eyes were also sore.
After spending half his life in the underground world, he was used to being betrayed and used by others. He no longer believed in any good things like pie-in-the-sky.
But at this moment, this heavy kindness was so clearly presented in front of him that he didn't even have the courage to refuse.
Frenchie sniffed and wiped his eyes with the back of his rough hand.
"Lynn Director, you are too good."
Frenchie's voice had a thick nasal sound. He looked at John and pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying.
"No wonder Commander Homelander is so kind. It turns out you taught me well."
When John, who was standing by the window, heard these words, he looked away from the window.
He cleared his throat and straightened his sleeves pretending to be nonchalant.
It was just his slightly raised chin that betrayed his good mood at the moment.
Lynn looked at the two people, smiled and shook his head, but did not answer.
His eyes fell on the tickets Frenchie was holding in his hand, and he took up the coffee to cover the smile at the corner of his mouth.
Now I am so grateful that I am about to cry.
When you really arrive at Japan and meet Kimiko, you will be so happy that you forget your last name.
Frenchie carefully put the tickets into his inner pocket, and every cell in his body was excited.
He turned around and just took two steps.
"Wait a minute."
Lynn stopped him.
Frenchie stopped and turned around.
Lynn opened the desk drawer, took out an unsigned white envelope, and handed it over.
"Before going to Japan, make a trip to Queens."
Lynn pointed to the envelope, "Give this to the kid Clark."
Frenchie was stunned for a moment, then nodded seriously, took the envelope with both hands and put it away.
Even if Lynn didn't arrange it, before he left, he planned to visit the young man who had fought alongside him on the TV station.
"I promise to deliver it."
Frenchie bowed deeply, opened the glass door of the office, and walked out briskly.
Not long after the door was closed, there was another knock from outside.
This time the person who pushed the door open was a girl with red hair.
Marge.
Her face was still pale, but fortunately she no longer looked like a mummy.
Neuman drained the blood from her body, and if an ordinary person pinched it, she would lose all the blood.
But with her abnormal recovery ability, it is only a matter of time before she recovers completely.
Marge walked to the desk and stopped.
Her eyes wandered between Lynn and John, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.
Whether it was Edgar or Godolkin, they have always been on opposite sides.
But as soon as this idea came up, Marge laughed bitterly in his heart.
Enemy?
With her three-legged cat skills, she might not even be qualified to be considered an enemy in front of these two people.
Lynn and John's eyes fell on this girl at the same time, with a bit of scrutiny in their eyes.
Since she took the initiative to push open the door of Vought President’s Office's office, it means that she has made a decision in her heart.
She wants to join Vought.
In the eyes of Lynn, Marge, like everyone else, has always been a child, and he has been seen since childhood.
No matter whether she was in the quagmire of New Vanguard Camp or under the brainwashing of Godolkin, she emerged from the mire untainted and always protected the weak behind her.
Justice is an indelible foundation in her bones.
It's just that this girl was too unlucky and didn't catch up with the good times.
If she had been stuffed into Long Island Estate instead of being left to Edgar, she would probably be enjoying herself with everyone now, and there would be no need to suffer so much.
John tilted his head, his eyes scanned Marge's body, and then he faintly withdrew his gaze.
His idea is simple.
He could feel the kindness in this red-haired girl's heart. She was indeed a nice person.
But it's just good.
Just like when he casually noticed Frenchie.
As for other aspects, it is irrelevant.