The extraordinary life of a certain American comic.

Chapter 185: Hope of Magic Immunity

After World War II, S.H.I.E.L.D. was appointed by the five overlords to specifically connect with the extraordinary world. Its internal database is massive.

Especially after the hard work of the previous directors of SHIELD, the information about supernatural creatures in SHIELD's database has doubled in volume.

It wasn't until Nick Fury took over that problems began to arise in updating the SHIELD database.

and so……

Even though the information in SHIELD's database was twice as massive, and even though the patterns on the five bodies had been running through the SHIELD Sentinel Combined Information for a full ten days, a result was finally reached.

No such picture found!

This is news that sounds depressing, and it is indeed depressing.

Locke listened to the latest news given by Debbie. Although he had prepared for this five days ago, he was still a little disappointed when the result came out.

"So, we have no news about the tree witch?"

"……Yes."

Although Debbie didn't want to admit it, it was true.

They are in Ming.

Tree witch in the dark.

Debbie even began to doubt one thing.

"Boss, do you think it's possible that the tree-shaped witches are no longer in New York?"

"probably not."

"what?"

"The Bloody Queen's Resurrection in New York City."

Locke leaned back against the desk, crossed his arms and said, "Catherine called from Orleans yesterday."

Yes.

After the two of them resolved the issue of the tree-like witch sending people to follow them and communicated with each other openly, they gave each other the greatest trust.

Locke believes in Catherine, and Catherine asks Locke to believe in her.

Debbie looked at Emilia beside her, then looked at Locke.

“New Orleans?”

"Yeah, there are quite a lot of dark witches over there."

Locke nodded: "Catherine found the black witch she met in New Orleans before. The black witch happened to know something about the tree-shaped witch."

It is said that this group of tree-like witches who worshipped the Bloody Queen were active in Europe at the beginning.

A hunter cannot kill a witch, especially a horrible witch like the Bloody Queen.

So the Bloody Witch was just sealed, and the Tree-like Witch was looking for the sealed body of the Bloody Witch on the European continent.

The search lasted for hundreds of years, until a hundred years ago, when the tree-shaped witch left the European continent, came to New York City, and settled there.

and so……

If nothing unexpected happens, the bloody witch is probably sealed in some corner of New York City, but the black witch of New Orleans doesn't know where exactly.

Debbie was a little surprised when she heard this.

"New York City, Bloody Queen, but Boss, aren't you sure that Blade is no longer in New York City?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

He burned the energy in the blood pool at all costs, allowing his sense of smell to cover the entire New York city.

Even if the blade was hidden in a vault underground in New York City, he could still smell the scent of the blade.

And he didn't smell the blade.

"But as a hybrid, isn't Blade meant to be a vessel for the Bloody Queen? If Blade isn't in New York City, then what's the point of the tree-like witch capturing Blade?"

"Budapest Vampire."

Locke crossed his arms, his eyes flickering: "The ancestor of the Budapest vampires is the Blood God."

The real blood god.

Instead of the Skrugalo who had gained the power of the Blood God at that time.

"I was also curious at first why these tree-like witches stood on the side of the vampires to fight against us."

"All extraordinary creatures know that if we fire the first shot, we will definitely fight to the end."

"But the tree-shaped witch still rushed out."

"The Budapest vampires are a branch of the Blood God. Obviously, there is something we don't know."

“But now it’s almost done.”

"The tree-like witches grabbed the blade not to be used as a vessel for the Blood Queen. They probably grabbed the blade to be a vessel for the Blood God."

"As for the price?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, the Tree-Shaped Witch will give the Budapest Vampire the Blade, and the Budapest Vampire will revive the Bloody Queen for the Tree-Shaped Witch."

"Tsk."

"The Blood God and the Bloody Queen, things are about to get lively."

After Locke finished speaking, he shook his head with some regret.

This is what he realized after he spoke on the phone with Catherine in New Orleans and connected the foreign forces, the Budapest vampires, with the tree-like witches.

and also……

A blood god.

A bloody queen.

Locke touched his chin curiously, then looked at Debbie: "Do you think these two guys are husband and wife?"

After all, their surname is Xue.

And no one stipulates that people from different ethnic groups cannot get married.

Debbie opened her mouth and said, "Boss, I think now is not the time to consider whether they are husband and wife, but what we should consider if these two people are really resurrected, how should we deal with them."

Locke shrugged: "What else can we do? We can stop the enemy with soldiers and block the water with earth."

Again.

Even if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up.

The Earth is supported by Kamar-Taj, the world is supported by S.H.I.E.L.D., and the Federation also has the Sentinel Secret Service.

He is the deputy chief of operations for the New York State Sentinel Secret Service.

Not even a director.

Even the deputy director in charge of operations is still an acting position and can only be promoted if he solves the bank vault case.

So he was not in a hurry at all.

What's the use of being anxious?

If they were to be anxious, they would only be anxious if they had clues. Right now, they didn't even have any clues, so how could they be anxious? The most important point.

He is not immune to magic yet.

It's just a request for blood. Is Malik so inefficient?
Locke had a flash of thought and quickly rejected the idea of calling Malik to urge him to make progress.

In a word.

Even if he is in a hurry, he cannot show it.

Another sign of a mature man is his expressionless expression of joy or anger.

"okay."

Locke thought about it and looked up at Debbie and Emilia: "Send the latest information to the Washington headquarters, and then do what needs to be done."

Debbie and Amelia looked at each other, then responded and left the office.

Locke also returned to his office chair, put his feet up on the table, crossed his hands on his chest, leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes and continued to rest.

If you miss one sleep, you will never make up for it by sleeping ten times.

One day of indulgence will make it difficult to recover in ten days.

He had indulged himself for more than just one day. He had been bombarded by Catherine for nearly twenty days. Even though he had rested for ten days, he still felt a dull pain in his kidneys.

Fortunately, Catherine went to New Orleans, otherwise, he would be afraid that he would not be able to complete his mission when the queen came back this month.

Locke was resting, feeling thankful.

at this time.

The phone rings.

Locke opened his eyes and grabbed the phone that was on the table beside him.

into the eye.

Stephanie's.

Locke raised his eyebrows and answered the phone.

"Hey."

"Xiao Yandong, when will you return to Washington?"

"Feel sorry."

Locke shook his head and said, "I have a case on hand. I will go back after I finish it."

Stephanie was a little disappointed when she heard this.

"But I miss you."

"Me too."

"But you can't come to see me."

"hug……"

"Then I'll come see you."

Stephanie changed the subject, and then her tone was full of joy and happiness.

Stephanie, who was in the private plane, held the phone in one hand, looked out the window at the Statue of Liberty, and said with a smile, "Are you free to pick me up at the airport now?"

Locke's brain went blank for a second or two, then he subconsciously got up from his seat, stood up, and covered his waist, which suddenly hurt for some reason, with one hand, and asked in surprise: "You came to New York City?"

Stephanie smiled.

"You don't welcome me to visit you?"

"Of course you're welcome. Wait, I'll be there soon."

Although he was in dull pain, Locke answered without any hesitation, hung up the phone, and left the office.

Forty-five minutes later.

Locke drove to Kennedy International Airport and after showing his ID, he went straight to the hangar where many private jets were stored without any obstruction.

not far away.

A private jet that just rolled off the production line last year and looks brand new is slowly taxiing towards this side along the runway.

After Locke got out of the car, he leaned against the body of the car, looked at the private plane taxiing over, and lit a cigarette to relieve the pain in his waist which was getting worse as the plane approached.

after awhile.

The private plane's taxiing speed slowly decreased, and then it stopped five meters away from Locke.

The hatch opens.

Stephanie, with blonde hair and a pair of rhinestone high heels, appeared at the cabin door. The moment she saw Locke, the cold and domineering look on her face disappeared instantly, and she walked towards Locke with joy.

Locke threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and greeted him with a smile.

Stephanie threw herself directly into Locke's arms.

"Little cave!"

"Tiffany."

Locke and Stephanie hugged each other.

Eyes facing each other.

Stephanie's eyes were hot and aggressive, and she kissed Locke directly and actively.

Seeing this, Locke went straight to meet him without any courtesy.

The handsome flight attendant carried Stephanie's luggage and put it in the trunk of the Audi A8 behind Locke.

It’s still an Audi A8, but not the one Locke had before.

This is the car that Locke found in the Sentinel Secret Service's confiscated warehouse.

After all, Chief Andrew promised to let him choose a car from the warehouse as his own bus.

Just right.

Completely save the cost of buying insurance.

After putting away the luggage, the flight attendant turned around and boarded Malik's private plane again without looking around.

after awhile.

The flight attendant pulled out a small safe from the plane again and walked over to Locke and Stephanie who were chewing each other.

"Miss."

"..."

Stephanie then stopped and looked at Locke with shining eyes, but when she turned to the flight attendant, she returned to her cold attitude and took the safe from his hand.

"Okay, let's go."

"Ok."

……

(End of this chapter)