Chapter 65: Life Safety, Future, and Destiny

Chapter 65: Life Safety, Future, and Destiny

Currently, the Flight 37 disaster is the focus of attention across America and even globally.

Countless eyes are fixed on the unconscious girl. Besides the Black Box, perhaps only she knows the true reason for the Airplane crash.

At this time, the Atlantic Ocean waters near the crash site are almost entirely occupied by fishing boats, with hundreds of News Media outlets standing on the shore, waiting anxiously.

Everyone wants to get the first-hand news when the Black Box is salvaged.

Homelander has been restless these past few days. Xia Shang even saw Homelander rush into Madelyn Stillwell's Office, and a few minutes later, slam the door shut as he left. The solid wood door instantly shattered under his immense strength, as if the entire Building could be felt trembling.

"Homelander seems to be in a bad mood these past few days, making us nervous every day, afraid of provoking him. By the way, do you know any inside information? Did he fall out with Madelyn Stillwell?" Baruch, who does nothing all day and has maxed out the skill of slacking off, snuck into Xia Shang's Office early in the morning to drink coffee, claiming that the coffee in Xia Shang's Office was of higher quality.

"Your mouth is so gossipy, and you're still alive? I have reason to suspect you're the Chairman of the Board's relative," Xia Shang joked.

Baruch was greatly shocked and subconsciously retorted, "How did you know I'm the Chairman of the Board's nephew?"

"You really are? No wonder no one manages you."

"Don't slander me. I've never mentioned that I'm the Chairman of the Board's nephew to anyone. Remember to keep it a secret for me," Baruch said with a smile.

...

Seeing his suggestions repeatedly rejected, Homelander was in an extremely bad mood. As soon as he thought that the girl might destroy everything he currently possessed, he couldn't suppress the killing intent in his heart. However, the girl was too heavily protected. Without Vought's help, he simply couldn't kill the girl silently on his own.

"Come in."

The Deep nervously walked into the meeting hall.

"Where's the Black Box?" Homelander questioned with an ashen face.

The Deep shook his head, "Haven't found it yet."

"Are you sure?" Homelander walked in front of The Deep, his eyes glowing red. "Since you haven't found it, you still dare to come back and see me? I'll give you three days, you must find the Black Box, otherwise..."

Homelander grabbed The Deep's neck tightly and lifted him up.

The intense feeling of suffocation made The Deep's face turn red. "I'll do my best, I'll definitely do my best."

"Get out," Homelander threw The Deep off, turned to face the floor-to-ceiling window, and said, suppressing his killing intent.

Half-kneeling on the ground, The Deep heavily breathed fresh air. Just now, he almost thought he was about to die. It seemed Xia Shang was right; at least until the Black Box was discovered by outsiders, Homelander wouldn't dare to kill him, after all, only he could find the Black Box at the bottom of the sea.

Of course, at this moment, Homelander and Queen Maeve still didn't know that the Black Box was already in Vought International's hands.

Outside the Hospital in New York City Center, Queen Maeve was guarding the Hospital entrance. She was not only there to prevent Homelander, who might lose control at any time, from killing the girl to silence her, but also to repent for her action of abandoning the girl.

Suddenly, a group of Media Reporters appeared from nowhere and swarmed into the Hospital.

Seeing this, a very confused Queen Maeve grabbed one of the Reporters and asked, "What happened?"

The white Reporter she grabbed had a very pale face. The reason it's called 'grabbing news' is the urgency to get the latest information first. However, when he saw that the person who grabbed him was Queen Maeve.

The swear word that was about to come out was forcibly swallowed back by him. He squeezed out a smile uglier than crying and said, "Just got inside information, the girl who survived the air disaster earlier has woken up. We're all anxious to know what exactly happened?"

After hearing this, Queen Maeve stood rooted to the spot, stunned.

"Sorry, I'm really in a hurry," the white Reporter hurriedly pulled his arm out of Queen Maeve's hand.

"May God bless her," Queen Maeve said softly, as if relieved.

She had endured no less pressure than Homelander these past few days, perhaps even more. After all, compared to Homelander, she also had to face the condemnation of conscience and morality. This kind of torment made it difficult for her to sleep for several days. And now that the girl was able to wake up, it instead lessened her guilt considerably.

On the other side.

A-Train didn't have time to pay attention to the air disaster incident. Ever since the Dungeon was exposed and Kimiko was rescued by Billy and others, he immediately found Crimson Countess. But no matter how he questioned her, Crimson Countess consistently refused to admit that she was the one who leaked the Dungeon's location.

There was no other way, so A-Train had to let her pack her things and leave New York.

Crimson Countess also realized the seriousness of the problem. Under A-Train's suggestion, she bought a ticket overnight and hid in Havana.

With Crimson Countess's departure, A-Train hesitated for a few days. He understood that this was ultimately not the way to solve the problem. Only Crimson Countess's death could ensure his life safety, future, and destiny.

Finally, he chose to go to Havana to eliminate the problem.

"Hey, baby."

The moment A-Train appeared, the excited Crimson Countess hugged him tightly. Without a doubt, she truly loved A-Train.

"Oh God, where did you go? It's already been a few days."

A-Train comforted her, "I've been dealing with some things. Everything is fine now."

"You said I had to hide, you said we were in trouble, and also..."

"I understand, all of this is resolved. Let me tell you some good news, Madelyn Stillwell agreed to make our relationship public," A-Train said, looking at her and smiling gently.

"Don't lie to me," Crimson Countess couldn't believe happiness would come so quickly.

"I swear to God, but listen, if we're going to go public, you must be honest with me."

Sometimes love can make people lose their minds, and Crimson Countess was clearly like this. In order to continue being with A-Train, she told him what happened, "I did tell a few people that you took Compound V near the Noodle Restaurant that day. I'm sorry, I was forced..."

Crimson Countess kept apologizing to A-Train. She was too panicked at the time and didn't expect it would cause such serious consequences.

"Why? What evidence did they have against you?" A-Train didn't understand why Crimson Countess would say that.

Crimson Countess avoided the topic with a guilty conscience. Then she described the specific appearances of the few people to A-Train.

"I'm really sorry, I'm sorry, I really messed up big time," Crimson Countess lowered her head and said guiltily.

"It's okay, really," A-Train said.

Looking at her, A-Train talked about the scene of their first date.

Hearing these words of affection, like a confession, Crimson Countess couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth in a happy smile.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

The moment Crimson Countess's words fell, A-Train, moving at an extremely fast speed, picked up four syringes from the table behind her. Crimson Countess didn't even have time to react before the four syringes filled with drugs were injected into both of her arms.

Crimson Countess looked down at the syringes that were pushed into her arms. She looked at A-Train in disbelief.

Looking at his girlfriend's disbelieving eyes, A-Train silently lowered his head, not daring to meet her gaze.

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