He spoke french (open)

"Au revoir, mon premier miséricorde tuer"

That is what the assassin said to Connor before disappearing months ago. Since then Connor had gone into hiding hoping people would think he had died in the fight as well. He spent a great amount of time with a group of assassins who gave him training as well as augmented his natural strength. Connor had also managed to scrounge some money from some emergency bank accounts in order to fund his quest for vengeance. Lately though, he had to question his sanity because he had started to hear voices.

It was night, Paris was lively and Connor was suited up in his new uniform. It was a stealth variation of his previous armor which allowed him to move around more quietly and also had a built in cloaking device. Closing the shades he turned towards a small laptop he had set up on the desk in the room he rented. Of course he used a fake name and had fake identification in order to cover his tracks. On the computer was a list of different companies whose research varied from bio engineering to robotics. The odds were that the Organization making metahumans was large and powerful, which would mean they would need a legit front for funding because Connor very much doubted the French government would fund such a project. The next question was how to proceed. It made most sense to go after the bio engineering considering that the majority of mass production model meta humans he has encountered were genetically altered but their suits had advanced flight systems as well as the nano bot explosive implanted in their heads which suggested advanced robotics. Connor would have to do some ground work in the streets, beat up some criminals until he could find somebody who knew something.