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Chapter 212 Is this called finger pulp marriage? (Sixth update, please book in full!!!)

Natasha looked up.

Erin, who was sitting opposite, had a frown and confusion on her face.

quite a while.

Natasha handed over the information in her hand: "According to our blood test and quick body analysis on your way back just now, you are very clean, very clean!"

Irene took the information handed over, looked at the astronomical-like symbols on it, and looked up: "What does this mean?"

Helen, who was sitting next to her, took the information from Irene.

Before meeting George, or in other words, before giving birth to Gwen, Helen had been working at the New Amsterdam Hospital. Most of the police officers’ wives or girlfriends in the New York Police Department were nurses or doctors in this hospital. of.

This also illustrates one thing from the side, the high risk rate of New York Police Department officers.

Natasha looked at Irene who looked confused, but she didn't seem to be fake: "It means that you have never touched an over-the-counter narcotic drug, and there is no indication in your body, but because it is a quick test, it is still There is a certain error."

For some reason, Eileen breathed a sigh of relief.

"But..." Natasha showed a smile: "But in the past five years, has there been any? It is still very accurate, unless you smoked five years ago, there may be no difference, but within these five years, You are 100% clean, and for that, our technology never goes wrong."

no way.

Who made the boss of S.H.I.E.L.D. the five overlords?

It just so happened that one of the five overlords had a firm attitude towards drug addiction.

Who told the overlord to only contribute capital and not let SHIELD participate in the affairs there, but in order to show his identity as the gold master, he asked all the agents under SHIELD not to be addicted to drugs. , is very tough, and other overlords agreed in order to make the name SHIELD worthy of its name.

and so……

For detecting other things, the technology of S.H.I.E.L.D. may not be mature, but it is [-]% accurate in detecting drug addiction.

"what?"

"Within five years?"

"clean?"

Irene and Hank were startled when they heard this, and then, Irene couldn't help but look at Helen.

After reading the report on the file, Helen nodded, although she was puzzled: "They are right, at least, from this file, you are clean, Irene."

Irene opened her mouth wide in surprise: "How is this possible?"

If she wasn't addicted to drugs, would she feel so uncomfortable, would she want to die so much, even thinking about staying up in the middle of the night, going to the reservoir to swim, and paralyzing herself with cold water?

and many more.

next second.

Irene's whole body was as if her brain had been electrified.

He thought of the vampire who stopped her, blocked her directly, then squeezed her mouth open, and poured the bottle of purple liquid that melted in her mouth.

and so……

He didn't intend to harm me, but to save me?
But, why is it so tough, you can say, I promise to drink it myself, I don’t even know what it tastes like.

Irene tried hard to recall the feeling of that bottle of purple liquid.

result……

Think back to a lonely.

Black Widow and Mockingbird looked at Irene's expression, looked at each other, and then looked at Irene: "Ms. Lindsay, have you thought about why?"

Irene regained her senses, looked at Black Widow and Mockingbird, frowned, and then told the vampire who stopped her car, got in the car, met each other, and directly poured the potion on her.

The avatar Locke over there, upon seeing this, also temporarily withdrew his main gaze from the avatar.

deep mountains.

Lao Lin.

Birds chirped.

Under the moonlight, a handsome and feminine handsome guy in a suit met his eyes with a punk-style girl with smoky makeup who looked sixteen or seventeen years old, but her official age was unknown because she was a vampire, and they were speechless.

A wave of emotion is happening quietly...

Locke interrupted directly, and said, "Your name."

Meivis raised her head, looked curiously at Locke, and said, "Mavis, my name."

Mavis?
Locke flipped through his memory palace, checked a vacancy, and asked curiously, "How old are you?"

"I'm 114 years old, and I'll be an adult in four years."

"..."

one hundred……

wrong.

For the adulthood of vampires, Locke found a book that he had read when he was five years old.

If she becomes an adult at the age of 21, that is to say, Meivis is the same as her appearance this year, exactly, she is 17 years old.

Locke nodded, and then, thinking about and looking at the eyes of Meivis looking at him, the eyes of expectation and no disappointment, he was a little confused: "We... know each other?"

Mavis nodded first, then shook her head.

Locke was dumbfounded.

Mei Weisi's eyes lit up, as if she had thought of something, she lowered her head, took out a small purse, and then rummaged a few times, and then, a diary that obviously couldn't fit, and even seemed to have some thoughts came out of the small purse It was taken out.

Locke frowned.

Storage space?

wrong.

Some kind of space magic storage technique, here is the Federation, not the East, only magic, not fantasy.

After Meivis found the diary, she flipped through it quickly, and found 1 pages. Then, she turned the diary and faced Locke.

Locke stared.

The diary is written in Old English.

Fortunately.

This is not a problem for Locke. After all, Locke also has a bit of Old English skills in the last knowledge competition of the University Alliance.

"Dear Mavis, hello, I'm very happy, you are one year older, and there are only four years left before your adulthood."

"It's a pity that mom can't be by your side."

"However, mother has prepared a present for you, my dear daughter."

"About love, I know you must be imagining what your future husband will look like at this moment."

"Mom fantasized about it too."

"so……"

"Mom used our witch's ability to divination, I saw it, my dear daughter."

"There he is."

"This diary left for you, I set up magic, because I know, your father, he will definitely peep and stop you, so, when you can see this line of words, release you When I was five years old, I left you the paper pigeon, follow her, she will show you the right person in your future."

"He will protect you, just like your father once protected me, willing to be an enemy of the whole world."

"My dear daughter, I hope you will like this gift from me."

"However, he may not believe it. You can show him this diary. If he is the person I saw, then he can turn to the next page."

"Happy 17, my dear daughter."

"Love your mother."

"..."

witch.

vampire.

Locke seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Mavis, who looked excited and seemed to be counting on him to do something: "Your father won't be called Count Dracula, right?"

Meivis's eyes lit up and she nodded: "Mom is right, you are my husband."

Locke opened his mouth.

What the hell?

Nonsense.

It's been a century, and no one believes in the prophecy.

not to mention……

He is messy.

Destiny is in my hands. His fate is only in his hands. No one can predict his future, not even the system.
The success of the prophecy is based on the established destiny.

And like Locke?

Even if he is in destiny, it is the kind of fate that repeatedly jumps sideways, swings from side to side, and makes people unpredictable.

Locke thought so, and looked at Meivis who looked expectant: "Sorry, I think you may have made a mistake, little... girl, I have a girlfriend, and we have a very good relationship."

Her name is Gwen Stacy.

Meivis didn't speak, just took out a small paper pigeon from her bosom, and then, the little paper pigeon landed on the diary, seemed to come alive, and then flapped its wings and started to fly.

Locke looked at the carrier pigeon that took off. The carrier pigeon flew into the air, circled twice, and then began to slowly land on top of his head.

Then, it continued to circle.

Locke was a little speechless.

Meivis looked at this scene, she was a little baby fat, and there was a blush on her cute-looking face, and she stared at Locke: "Mom won't lie to me, no."

Trust me, it will.

Locke thought so, but considering the contents of the diary just now, it is obvious that the witch wife of Count Dracula probably died shortly after Mavis was born.

Forget it.

The soft-hearted Locke shook his head, and passed his right hand towards Mavis: "Your mother said, if I'm the right person, I can open the next page, right?"

Meivis lowered her head, put her right hand on the next page, and tried her best to flip through it, but she didn't move at all. Then, she looked up at Locke, as if she wanted to prove that it really couldn't be turned.

Locke smiled, took the thick diary that looked like an ancient alchemist, looked at Mavis who looked expectant, as if she was sure he could read it, and put her right hand on the next page.

then……

Mavis' eyes lit up.

Locke was also stunned.

but.

A thud.

The next page seemed to be opened, and then, with a bang, it was closed again.

Mavis was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Locke.

Locke also looked down at the book in his hand, and was taken aback again.

He dared to swear that he really didn't intentionally fail to read.

Locke comes again.

The same power is the power to turn a book normally, the next page is pulled up, and then, with a bang, it seems to have verified something wrong, and it is closed again.

what's the situation?
Locke felt that he could open it, even with violence.

but……

In that case, it should be called cheating.

However, what does it mean to open it in half and then close it?

……

(End of this chapter)