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"..."

The damp and musty smell penetrated his nose, and the strong light instantly hit his eyelids, causing Jonathan to squint subconsciously.

Consciousness gradually returned from the chaos, and the whole mind seemed to be pressed down by a block of lead, filled with a dull feeling that spread directly to the neck.

When Jonathan opened his eyes, the first thing he did was to turn his head to see his surroundings clearly.

From the last fragment of memory, he vaguely remembered that he was supposed to be lying in the "Forest" laboratory, so how did he end up here now...

Could it be that he was caught by the people from the Water Group?

But this isn't an interrogation room...

Looking around, it was a cement house so shabby that only gray walls were left, and I was lying on a bed made up of worn-out mattresses.

Hmm...why are my arms hot?

As Jonathan gradually became more conscious, he sat up suddenly and met the eyes of Kate who was suddenly awakened beside him.

"Luke? You're finally awake!"

Kate's eyes were still a little red at this time, her voice was a little hoarse, and the joy and concern in her pupils were beyond words.

It was Kate's hand that grabbed Jonathan. Judging from the red marks left on it, Kate had obviously been grabbing him for the whole...night?

"Honey, how long have I been like this?"

"Luke, you've been lying down for almost two days. Do you want me to prepare something for you to eat? You haven't eaten for so long..."

"I'm not hungry yet, Honey, do you want to tell me...what's going on?"

Jonathan looked around and found several familiar faces standing right opposite the bed, especially one face that rarely appeared, followed by several fully armed guards.

It is obvious that the person coming must be an official organization.

"Awake? How do you feel?"

The owner of the face walked to Jonathan's bed, with a serious expression and sharp eyes staring at Jonathan.

"It turns out to be Deputy Director Susan of the CIA. I am honored to see you... Thanks to you, I feel pretty good now. But I don't think you are here just to care about my life or death, right?"

"Butcher is right. You really do know a lot of things... I rarely show up in public, and you even know all my intelligence... I'm curious, who are you?"

"Luke Warridan, you are just an ordinary superhuman college student, but you have taken up 60% of the online attention of Godokin University... Logically speaking, you should be busy with various business orders and have no time to do other things."

"But you, know so much secret information, you even know the location of Bejia's intelligence. This doesn't make sense."

"Unreasonable? In free America, I have the freedom to do whatever I want. Do you think your CIA is going to learn how to torture people to extract confessions?"

"And then again, I haven't done anything illegal. I pay my taxes every year, and I never drive drunk or run red lights. You want to find fault with me?

Then let me ask, with your CIA's intelligence capabilities, what have you found out?"

Susan frowned slightly when she heard this, and didn't care about Jonathan's attitude:

"You have to understand that hiding it will do you no good."

"hide?"

Jonathan sneered.

"You CIA is so overbearing. I guess Butcher must have kept many things from you. So what if I keep it from you? So what if I don't?"

"Although I don't know how you got here, from the beginning, this is a deal between Butcher and I. I'm giving him intelligence in exchange for his work. It's a one-to-one deal and no one owes anyone anything."

"Well, now that Butcher has done the job for you, shouldn't you complete the deal?"

At this point, Butcher, who had been standing next to Susan without saying anything, stared at Jonathan and said gloomily:

"Little mouse bitch, I've done my job, what about your deal?"

Haha, did I say I won’t trade? I’m a little annoyed by your aggressive attitude…”

Susan's words made Jonathan laugh out loud.

As soon as I woke up, I was chattered by these idiots, questioning me like I was being interrogated.

No matter what, the scale of the two is not matched. He is kind enough to put you on an equal footing by using a trade, but you don't appreciate it. Then don't blame your father for being unreasonable.

"Although this may sound a bit boastful, I want to know how you can be so sure that you can take me down unscathed today?"

"Just a few of you and your crappy equipment? You said I was the top pick in Godolphin University. Do you want to think about how I managed to hold on to this rank for four years by suppressing the challengers below me?"

The atmosphere in the ward suddenly became tense and filled with gunpowder.

Kate on the side held Jonathan's hand tightly. Once a fight broke out, she would use her ability without hesitation.

Ever since Jonathan used reverse transcription to restore the superhuman virus in her body, the remaining two tubes of compound No. 5 directly removed the restriction that she needed physical contact to activate her abilities.

The range of her mind control ability was directly amplified to a circular field within a radius of three meters. Within this field, she could influence the thoughts of up to three people and complete command manipulation without delay.

However, an unexpected voice quickly broke the tense atmosphere.

"Hey, guys, I... I think we can just sit down and talk... If we really start a fight, it's going to be a lot of noise.

This area is usually patrolled by our countrymen, and if there is any situation, well, you know what will happen."

Huey's words immediately silenced Susan and Butcher, who was about to say something harsh.

Indeed, if the Homelanders really came, all the black robe team present would be wanted criminals, and they would all be killed if they were scanned by a laser eye.

Moreover, Homelander is a notorious transhuman racist.

When the time comes, a few ordinary people will have to deal with Jonathan and the other superhuman. If they are in trouble, Jonathan and the other will be fine.

If she makes one move, the whole game will be lost, and Susan's original plan of relying on the Black Robe Patrol will also be ruined.

Originally, she was anxious to get the secret channel behind Jonathan so that the CIA could get more intelligence, but now it seems that she can only make long-term plans...

Thinking of this, Susan took a deep breath and lowered her voice to say:

"I don't know what your purpose is, but as long as you don't do anything like the bastards in Homeland, we won't interfere. We came here just to find out your source of intelligence."

"We have no control over your future entry into that damned Seven-Man Team. The whole of America is boiling over the fact that you and Kate destroyed the woods... We just want to make sure you don't have any damn antisocial personality."

"I believe that there are still superhumans with conscience."

"Like Starlight Annie."

Hearing Susan's words, Jonathan subconsciously felt a little disgusted.

No... Do you official organizations in the United States all like to use moral blackmail so much?

So since I don't have my freedom, I must be noble. You target me for a long time, characterize me as good or bad based on your own shitty guesses, and then preach to me for a long time, all for my own good?

Now Jonathan somewhat understood why Zu's character had been twisted into this state.

You have been locked up in a laboratory since you were young and had no childhood. When you grow up, you are still locked up in various rules and regulations and morally kidnapped by various PUAs, and then they say it is for your own good.

She is a whore but she still pretends to be a virtuous woman. Who wouldn't think she is a pervert if she were in this situation?

Jonathan is not a person who follows the rules. Although he is not as lawless as A-Zu and does whatever he wants, he still maintains his principles.

Having principles does not mean being willing to enforce them. As long as Jonathan wants, he can break the principles at any time and doesn't mind releasing the lawless people in his heart.

That's when it will be real.

I can do whatever the fuck I want!

Therefore, he chose to ignore Susan and turned to look at Butcher.

"Butcher, Dr. Parker from the Water Group knows the location of your wife Becca. She and her son Ryan are being held in a secret, information-blocked, independently built villa complex."

"Then there's Compound No. 5, which I promised you."

After he finished speaking, Jonathan's empty hand suddenly flashed, and a bottle of green packaged test tube appeared.

Butcher took the test tube, shook it up and down, and asked in confusion:

"Isn't Compound No. 5 blue? Bitch, you didn't just put some random liquid in there to fool me, did you?"

"Just check it out yourself and you'll know... Also, your CIA and your Bureau of Investigation, don't get in here and interfere with my life!"

As he spoke, Jonathan leaned forward slightly and whispered in Susan's ear sarcastically:

“Stop talking about righteous bullshit, everyone has selfish desires, and you are no exception.

It's just a matter of excluding superhumans from entering the Ministry of Defense. I'm not a saint, don't use your tricks to kidnap me...

As long as you don't bother me, maybe I'll be in a good mood one day and we can have a few words to chat."

After saying that, Jonathan pulled Kate and turned around without looking back.

"Honey, let's go."