The extraordinary life of a certain American comic

What Locke said was to stop Catherine from sucking blood outside.

This is New York City after all.

This is not to say how good the public security in New York City is, but because you simply don’t know if there is anything bad in the blood of a random person.

Although vampires do not get sick by sucking blood.

but……

What if?

The vampires can't get pregnant yet, isn't Catherine pregnant too?

The most important point.

He is busy cleaning up vampires in the entire New York State, in case it is exposed that his woman is sucking blood outside.

This is a scandal.

There is no doubt about it.

so……

It's a good idea to err on the side of caution.

Sentinel Secret Service Building.

Forty-four floors.

"director."

"director."

The twelve internal service sentries who were working in the lobby outside greeted Locke once again after seeing him walking out of the elevator.

Locke nodded politely to everyone, and then walked into the internal office.

Jack isn't here.

Debbie was sitting at her desk, and standing next to her was a petite but graceful woman with long silver hair and a pair of blue eyes similar to Locke's.

Who is this?

Locke raised his eyebrows.

The woman standing next to Debbie also saw Locke at this time, her expression was startled for a moment, and then she quickly spoke out.

"director."

"Boss."

Debbie also saw Locke, her eyes lit up, and then she noticed Locke's gaze. She stood up from her seat in surprise, and naturally stood in front of the woman, blocking half of her body: "This is Amelia , the deputy information team leader I recruited.”

Locke suddenly understood and nodded.

"Hello, Emilia."

"Boss, Director Andrew is already waiting for you."

"……good."

Locke, who was just about to get acquainted with his new subordinate, listened to Debbie's urging, temporarily postponed this idea, and walked towards his office: "Connect in."

In the office.

Just when Locke opened the door and walked in, Debbie transmitted the projection of the video call.

Director Andrew, who was projected, took off his glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked at Locke, who was also projected in front of his desk after entering the office. Although it was not yet ten o'clock, he still connected: "Finally back to work. "

Locke listened to Director Andrew's teasing and shrugged.

"I've asked for leave."

"But I asked you to come back before the operation begins."

"Going on tour."

Locke had already prepared a reason: "The vampires in Albany, the capital, and Syracuse have been dealt with. The vampires remaining in these two places now are all registered vampires."

"Other places?"

"With my super god special operations team member Blade here, if nothing else happens, the remaining cities will complete the work within a month."

"Nothing unexpected?"

Director Andrew heard the key words: "So, there has been an accident?"

Locke nodded, poured a glass of wine from the bar, sat on the sofa, and told Director Andrew about the attack by a tree-like witch in Falls Town and the attack by a tree-like witch at Albany Blade. Again.

This time, he could not carry out his hunting of vampires throughout New York State without the support of Director Andrew.

And, despite his selfish motives, he also has benefits for the Sentinel Secret Service.

The Sentinel Secret Service has now gained jurisdiction over known supernatural beings in New York State, and through this operation of hunting vampires, it can better establish its prestige in the supernatural world.

It's a win-win!

Again.

He had made it known beforehand that any act of helping a vampire would be regarded as wanting to enjoy the same treatment as a vampire.

so……

There is no need to hide it.

Director Andrew's face gradually became serious as he listened to Locke's story.

"This is the first time that our Sentinel Secret Service has made a sound to the entire extraordinary world. Are there really other extraordinary creatures rushing to come?"

"Obviously, these tree-witches think we're as weak as Nick Fury's SHIELD."

Locke put on eye drops without sparing any effort: "Director, this is our first shot, we must kill him as a warning to others."

Who told him that he is now only the director of state operations, not the director of federal operations?

New York State is neither too small nor too big. After he killed the vampires in Albany and Syracuse with his iron fist in the past two days, when the vampires in other cities react, there may not be many vampires left to hunt.

The extraordinary points sent back today are obviously less than the extraordinary points returned two days ago.

He was already thinking about which extraordinary creature he would seek treatment for next, but the tree-shaped witch came to his door on his own.

This is not exactly because someone came to give me a pillow when I fell asleep.

He won't hunt mutants anyway. Again, hunting mutants can easily cause family conflicts.

But the witch is different.

As everyone knows.

The Federation has always had a tradition of exterminating witches.

really.

Director Andrew listened to Locke's eye drops and snorted coldly: "These witches seem to have forgotten the Salem Witch Trials."

This was the first recorded witch trial in federal history.

The witch trials back then were no less brutal than the European witch trials in the Middle Ages.

Locke continued to apply eye drops.

"The sky has cleared up, the wind has stopped, and these witches feel like they can do it again."

"Then kill!"

Director Andrew made the final decision and said in a deep voice: "After so much time and effort, we finally got the jurisdiction over extraordinary creatures in New York State. We must let these lawless extraordinary creatures know that the Federation is the federation of mankind. Not theirs."

Locke looked serious: "I understand, Director."

With Director Andrew's endorsement, his next actions would be in compliance with procedures and legal.

After all, he is a good and law-abiding person.

but……

After Director Andrew finished speaking, he frowned: "It's hard to find these tree-shaped witches."

After all, witches are not like vampires. They cannot travel during the day and can only come out at night.

and……

They also have experience dealing with vampires now.

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But a witch?

"Can UV bullets kill them?"

"Director, the witches in Salem were burned alive back then."

Witches are just their profession. After all, their bodies are no different from ordinary people.

As long as they get close, let alone these witches, the savior of Hogwarts next door will still be burned alive even if his hands are tied, his mouth is gagged, and he is tied to a fire rack.

Director Andrew smiled suddenly when he heard this.

"That's right, so you already have a plan?"

"have."

"Have you found their lair?"

"No, but I will find them, and I will let them enjoy the same treatment as vampires."

Neither the witch outside Falls Town nor the two witches in Albany have any memory of the tree-shaped witch's lair.

Director Andrew seemed to have thought of something as he listened to Locke's seemingly confident words.

"Are you going to wait for the tree-like witch to kidnap Blade again and follow Blade's line to find them?"

"This is a last resort."

Locke doesn't mince words.

This is why he said that it would be more beneficial to continue to use the blade to kill vampires than to withdraw the blade.

Blade is a hybrid, and the tree-like witch wants to kidnap Blade to use as a vessel for the Blood Queen.

In this case, he might not be able to find where the tree-like witches' lair is in New York City, but he can find where they took the blade.

But instead of taking matters into his own hands, he left the decision to Blade.

Conspiracies cannot be told to others.

Yangmou tells everyone everything he wants, and he takes the bright road.

If you have the ability, go and kidnap Blade. As long as you dare to kidnap me, I will follow the scent of Blade to find your lair.

Seeing that Locke really had a plan, Director Andrew didn't say anything more. He nodded and prepared to hang up the communication.

Just then.

Locke suddenly remembered something.

"Wait, Director."

"Is there anything else?"

"have."

Locke nodded seriously, then looked at Director Andrew and said, "I'm applying for a salary increase."

Director Andrew thought Locke was talking about something important, but when he heard that Locke's serious expression was just for a raise, he was stunned for a while, and then completely speechless.

"Are you short of money?"

"It's missing, why isn't it missing?"

Locke said righteously: "Look at other state operations directors, who don't live in a mansion and drive a luxury car. If you look at me, the house is still rented, but I had a car before, a second-hand one, in front of the car. It was bombed soon. The bad news is that the car loan is still there. Why am I not short of money?"

Director Andrew laughed directly.

"Who do you think is responsible for this?"

"The pay is low."

Although the state operations director is considered a governor, his salary has not increased much.

Now Locke's annual salary is only about 250,000.

Even so, compared with the housing prices in Manhattan, it's still a drop in the bucket.

Director Andrew was speechless.

"The salary of other state operations directors is the same as yours. Why do they live in luxury houses and drive luxury cars? Why don't I hear them complain about low wages?"

Speaking of which.

Director Andrew seemed to be laughing at himself: "The Sentinel Secret Service has been established for so long, and you are the first to complain to the director about the low salary. Have you never thought about why other state operations directors live in mansions and drive luxury cars?"

“I love my job and don’t want anything else.”

"Then think about it!"

"Bureau..."

"There's no need to talk about a salary increase. I'll go to the garage to find a car, and I'll figure out how to buy a mansion myself. You have the nerve to ask me, and you don't feel ashamed to tell me. If you don't have money, you won't earn it on your own. Do you need me to teach you about this?" "

"Director, please don't, I have shed blood for the bureau..."

The words have not yet finished.

Director Andrew has cut off communications.

Locke blinked as he looked at the disappearing projection.

After a while.

Debbie and Jack opened the door and walked in.

"Boss."

"Boss, you are finally back."

Jack, who had just returned, looked at Locke in surprise.

Locke asked his confidant and General Heng Ha to sit down, then leaned against the desk, touched his chin and said, "I'm short of money. Do you have any good ideas?"

Jack and Debbie: "..."