The extraordinary life of a certain American comic

As the eighth team leader spoke, he pointed to the two still warm bodies lying on the floor not far away.

Locke looked in the direction of Group Eight's long fingers.

Two corpses were lying on the ground in a pool of blood, with wounds on their necks clearly visible.

As soon as the eighth team leader said these words, everyone in the forensic office reacted.

Several agents who were closer to the corpse made a hiss and quickly distanced themselves from the corpse as if they had rockets attached to their butts.

soon.

The area around the corpse suddenly became empty.

Accompanied by the sound of various types of pistols being loaded.

Locke glanced around.

Good guy.

Almost everyone took out their own guns in unison, and then aimed at the two corpses as if facing a powerful enemy.

Half an hour later.

The poor forensic apprentice, under the threat of countless gunshots, shivered and found a rope to tie the two corpses tightly.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and put down their weapons.

The injured team leader John waved to the forensic apprentice who survived the catastrophe and asked him to continue to help bandage.

but……

The forensic apprentice glared at Team Leader Six and left the forensic office without looking back.

Whoever loves this crappy job wants it.

I quit.

John looked at the forensic apprentice who didn't look back, opened his mouth, and then looked at the eighth team leader aside.

"Laoba..."

"Those who are bitten to death will come back to life."

Just when John was about to ask the eighth team leader to help bandage it, Locke said quietly, looking at John's injured right arm: "Then I wonder if the injured one will also become a vampire."

"Um?"

The eighth team leader was slightly stunned, looking at John in front of him, his eyes fell on John's half-bandaged arm, and then quickly moved away.

John was also stunned when he heard this.

He looked at Locke who had spoken out, and after he reacted, he was just about to curse, and then he enjoyed the same treatment as the two corpses.

"Let me go."

"Damn it, let me go, I'm fine."

"Locke, I'll go to school at eight in the morning!"

"Xie Te, I'm fine..."

John, who was tied up with a rope by team leaders eight and seven, cursed at everyone and Locke.

Sitting aside, the two agents from Group 6, who were also tied up with ropes, sat there motionless with ashen expressions.

Everyone turned a deaf ear to John's curses.

What a joke.

If you are injured and become a vampire, wouldn't it be dangerous for the rest of us if you were released?

So after discussing it, everyone exited the forensic office in unison, and locked the door of the forensic office with an iron chain from the outside.

"It's safe now."

"have no idea."

"Why don't we just kill him."

"Um!"

"Um?"

Everyone looked at the third team leader who made the suggestion.

Locke also looked at the third team leader who was being stared at by everyone.

He wanted to agree, but after thinking about it, he decided not to be the first to show off.

The third team leader was a little heated by everyone's gaze, and he laughed twice: "You are joking, you are joking, John is my dearest relative and friend, how could I want him to die?"

Everyone looked at the third team leader expressionlessly.

Beloved relatives and friends?

Why don't I believe it?

However, regardless of whether they believed it or not, everyone did not pursue the question further. Instead, they tacitly withdrew their gaze and once again looked through the glass at Group 6 leader John, who was still shouting at everyone on his chair.

"Damn it!"

"You can just tie me up, but can you not put these two corpses with us?"

"I'll go to bed at eight in the morning!"

"..."

Everyone was silent for a while, and as the eighth team leader was the first to turn around and leave, it seemed as if a switch was triggered, and one after another they all chose to leave.

Locke yawned, followed the others, and turned around to leave.

Just then.

Debbie, who was walking behind, took out her vibrating cell phone, took a look at it, her eyes shrank, and she quickly followed Locke.

"Boss, the blade has moved."

"where."

"New Amsterdam Hospital."

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"Walk."

Locke said directly without hesitation.

There had been no movement at all from Dao Feng these days, and he even suspected that Dao Feng was too seriously injured and died.

Don't know why.

He had just heard from Debbie that the blade had finally moved, and while he was relieved, it could even be said that he was a little excited.

"Why is he going to the hospital in broad daylight?"

"Waiting for satellite image transmission."

Debbie, who was already in the car, said while looking at the screen waiting to be transmitted on the tablet.

In order for this scene to be performed smoothly, the Bureau gave the chief director of this scene, Locke, the right to mobilize the Sentinel satellites 24 hours a day.

soon.

Real-time footage from the Sentinel satellite comes online.

In the flat screen, Blade is driving his classic old car to New Amsterdam Hospital.

Jack, who was sitting in the back seat, seemed to remember.

"By the way, boss, it seems that Brown and the three injured special agents are being treated at New Amsterdam Hospital."

"Boss, Blade will not think that you are also in New Amsterdam Hospital, so I will go and find you."

After all, only people in the bureau knew that Locke and Brown had parted ways.

Blade?

Let alone that Blade had been staying at home to recover from his injuries these days, even if Blade was outside, he would not know about this, and Locke would not say it even more.

Being betrayed is not a glorious thing.

When Locke thought of this, he remembered that a few days ago, his father, who was far away in Washington, called to tease him after knowing this.

The unscrupulous ridicule almost made Locke's mouth crooked.

However, Old Underwood did not ridicule for long, but after the ridicule, he asked him to be more cautious next time.

After all, he, the party whip, could not have a son who was betrayed one after another.

Locke wanted to explain that Brown was just a useful weapon in his definition, a friend, but definitely not a subordinate, so there was no betrayal.

This was also the reason why he did not react much after Brown said he would leave him to work with John in Group 6.

It's just a weapon. If it's lost, it's lost. At most, you can just get a new one.

But after thinking about it, he gave up.

Explanation is covering up, and covering up is guilty conscience.

This is also what old Underwood taught him when he was young.

Never explain something that is not necessary.

Half an hour later.

Just after Blade drove to New Amsterdam Hospital, Locke drove to the hospital ten minutes late.

Get out of the car.

"Which floor."

"Intensive Care Unit..."

Debbie turned her head while getting out of the car, and suddenly, there was a bang, and a loud noise came from above.

Locke looked up.

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