Peter's Suspicions

"Are you sure it's her?" Robert asked Peter.

At this point, Peter, Huang Kai, and Robert were sitting at the table behind Ming Fa, as they were pushed there by Christine, who wanted them not to disturb her and Ming Fa, who were currently bickering.

"It should be her," Peter nodded, with some of Robert's fried chicken still in his mouth, making his words a bit muffled.

"Swallow food before you talk," Huang Kai reminded.

"Ok, ok," Peter said and indeed swallowed the fried chicken in his mouth.

"So, should we report this to the general?" Robert asked, propping his chin up.

"No, we need more evidence," Peter smirked sinisterly, as if ready to devour Christine in front of him at any moment.

"How do we find it?"

"Let's just go with the flow, this Gwenpool is bound to slip up eventually."

"On another note, have you guys been eating my fried chicken all this time?"

"..." Peter and Huang Kai began to play dumb, feigning ignorance when asked.