The extraordinary life of a certain American comic.

Chapter 123: Sudden promotion and salary increase! (55 please subscribe)
Garner Andrew, as the director of the federal Sentinel Secret Service.

His office was, as it should be, on the 85th floor, the most powerful floor in the entire Sentinel Special Service Building.

Occupying one-third of the 85th floor, the huge bulletproof floor-to-ceiling windows, standing by the window, seem to embrace most of Washington, D.C.

Even the Sentinel Special Service Building, which was built later, is tall enough to overlook the SHIELD headquarters, Sanfeld, which is less than ten kilometers away.

"Give."

"Thank you."

Esme, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looking at the scenery outside, came back to her senses and turned to look at Locke who was walking over with two glasses of bourbon.

After Esme took one of the glasses, she looked at Locke, who had entered Director Andrew's office and treated it as his own home, and asked, "Are you sure it's okay for you to touch your director's wine?"

Locke took a sip of the wine in his glass, looked at Esme, and said with a smile: "I think, based on my current contribution, he won't be angry even if I move his wine cabinet back home."

Since its establishment, the Sentinel Secret Service has dreamed of expanding its sphere of authority.

How is the result?

Nothing had been successful until Locke showed up.

And he only made a slight move and the Sentinel Special Service got what they wanted.

no doubt.

He is a hero.

Great contributor.

Just as Locke finished speaking, laughter came in as the door was opened.

Director Garner Andrew, who was about the same age as Old Underwood and even had a similar aura to Old Underwood, but looked more easy-going than Old Underwood, who was kind-hearted but evil-minded, just happened to hear Locke's words when he pushed the door open. He walked in with a smile and said, "If you haven't sold this secret to the second company, yes, you can move all the wine in my office back."

Locke smiled and turned around: "But I was just following orders, wasn't I?"

He gave the video to Maria Hill, which was indeed a bad operation, but from a procedural point of view, no one could find fault with it.

After all, the terms with Maria Hill were negotiated by the bureau, and Locke had not received any orders in advance to exclude this video.

and so……

Locke shrugged and added: "Director, you know me. I am the most law-abiding person."

Director Andrew put the documents in his hand aside, looked at Locke, and said with admiration in his eyes: "Yes, that's why I promoted you to Deputy Director of Operations in New York State."

Locke was slightly stunned: "New York State?"

Good guy.

Was that wrong?

Or, was I promoted again?

Director Andrew looked at Locke's expression and smiled: "Why, you don't want to?"

Locke shook his head quickly.

"No, Chief, as I recall, the Deputy Chief of Operations for New York State is Deputy Chief Jonathan, right?"

"he died."

"what!"

Locke was a little shocked when he heard this: "When did it happen?"

He remembered seeing Jonathan yesterday when he got off work, so how come he disappeared just after one night?
Chief Andrew took out the bottle of bourbon that Locke had just opened from the wine cabinet, poured himself a glass, took a sip, looked at Locke who was looking at him eagerly for an answer, shook his head and said, "Killed by the sentinels."

Locke raised an eyebrow: "Sentinel?"

Esme, who was standing by, was curious when she heard the name: "What is a sentinel?"

Director Andrew then noticed Esme next to Locke, smiled, and looked at Locke: "This should be the legendary Mrs. Esme Underwood."

Esme shook hands with Director Andrew gracefully, then looked at Locke curiously again: "The legend?"

Locke shrugged and didn't answer.

Director Andrew smiled at Esme and explained, "It's not just a legend. You have to know that when this guy was in Washington, he kept saying that he didn't need love and just wanted to work hard."

Esme looked at Locke with a smile again.

Locke shrugged again.

If he hadn't said that back then, that group of people would have dared to drag him, a minor, to the island to have fun.

Although Locke also yearned for the mystery of that island.

but……

A gentleman can do some things and not do some things.

But he can't control others, nor is he interested in controlling others. All he needs to do is control himself.

Locke thought about it in his heart, then changed the subject and explained to Esme about the sentinel mentioned by Director Andrew just now.

The so-called Sentinel Agents are different from Sentinel Agents.

Simply put.

The sentinels are outward-facing, while the guards are inward-facing.

Sentinel agents, to put it simply, are the Internal Affairs Division of the Sentinel Secret Service.

In a word.

The sentries only check their own people.

Moreover, the Sentinels were not organized by the Sentinel Secret Service, but by its military partner, Colonel William Stryker.

only?

After Locke, Esme and Director Andrew sat down on the sofa in the reception room, they expressed their doubts.

"What did Jonathan do to be targeted by the sentinels?"

"Do you remember the incident in New York City some time ago when two action team leaders were attacked?"

"Ah."

Locke nodded.

This is also the reason why he chose to absorb the vampire's abilities after seeing them.

He doesn't want to die halfway through his business.

Although the vampires at that time had many flaws, they could at least ensure that they had some self-protection ability.

As a result, after he absorbed it, he did not encounter any mutant attacks, but instead encountered some vampires.

When Locke heard Director Andrew talking about this matter, he seemed to have thought of something.

"Jonathan did it?"

"Correct."

"why?"

"His wife, Mace!" "Uh..."

"His wife Mace is a mutant."

"What!"

Also a mutant?
Good guy.

Locke was shocked.

Esme, who was standing by, was also surprised when she heard the news.

Chief Andrew sighed.

"After the incident in New York City, Colonel William Stryker's sentinels began a secret investigation."

"The results are out."

"Jonathan also confessed after the sentries raided Jonathan's house last night."

"Those people were killed by Jonathan's wife, Mace."

"The reason? Mace and her brother are both mutants. After awakening, her brother resisted our capture and died on the spot to protect Mace. Later, Mace came to New York City and met Jonathan."

"Mace seduced Jonathan. The information and residences of those people were all given by Jonathan."

“…Tsk tsk.”

After listening to Andrew's story, Locke shook his head twice and then sighed.

"And Jonathan was killed by the Sentinels?"

"Do not."

"The man who killed him was Mace."

"……hiss!"

Locke was stunned at first, but after he reacted, he took a breath and looked at Director Andrew.

"why."

"Perhaps she was afraid of exposing other hidden mutants. After killing Jonathan, she also committed suicide."

"…Didn't you bring your X-energy suppressor?"

"Bring it."

Chief Andrew said so, then shook his head and said, "She killed Jonathan with a pistol and then committed suicide."

Locke opened his mouth and sighed, "Too careless."

"Hmm...hmm?" Director Andrew, who was about to nod in approval, widened his eyes and looked at Locke.

Locke met Director Andrew's gaze and said with a serious expression: "These mutants are so abominable."

Knowing full well that they cannot defeat the Sentinel Special Service in a head-on fight, they like to use these little tricks to seduce and corrupt these strong-willed Sentinel soldiers.

Extremely abominable.

Locke was afraid that Director Andrew would not believe him, so he paused, and then under Esme's gaze, he stood up from the sofa.

"Chief, don't worry, I have no sympathy with mutants!"

"Very good, very energetic."

Director Andrew looked at Locke with great appreciation and approval: "It's no wonder that I promoted you to the position of Deputy Director of New York State Operations. However, whether you can keep your position as the State Operations Director depends on your next actions."

Hearing this, Locke sat back on the sofa, manually closed Esme's little mouth which seemed to be unable to close, and then looked at Director Andrew.

"What action?"

"Find out the members of the mutant freedom organization lurking in New York State, destroy them, and you can remove the word "agent" from your name. Do you have confidence?"

"no!"

"You Xin...what did you say?"

Director Andrew widened his eyes again and looked at Locke.

Locke didn't feel the slightest bit of delay and glanced at Director Andrew. "Director, the state operations director has been infiltrated by mutants. Who knows if anyone else has been infiltrated. I have to make some necessary adjustments after I take over."

Director Andrew thought about it and it made sense.

"How long do you need?"

"One year."

Locke gave a preparation time without thinking.

Director Andrew's face turned black: "Then you should be the New York City Operations Director. I will find someone else to be the State Operations Director."

"it is good."

Locke readily agreed to Director Andrew's proposal.

Director Andrew looked at Locke, who had an indifferent expression, and was speechless again.

“Don’t you want to be the state operations director?”

"Yes I do."

"That……"

"You have a mission request, and I certainly can't complete it quickly."

"The time is negotiable."

"Didn't you just say it's impossible?"

“One year is definitely not enough.”

Director Andrew looked at Locke with a dark face: "New York State now not only has jurisdiction over vampires, but also over other supernatural creatures. Therefore, New York State must find and eliminate the mutants of the Mutant Freedom Alliance hiding in the dark as quickly as possible."

In this way, they can free up their hands to cause trouble for other supernatural creatures and continue to expand their influence.

Of course Locke knew about this.

but……

"I need time."

“One year is definitely not enough.”

"That……"

Locke frowned, thinking seriously, then sighed and looked at Director Andrew: "Half a year should be enough."

Chief Andrew frowned.

Seeing this, Locke simply spread his hands.

"I need to clean up the internal problems, which will take some time. If you don't even give me half a year, then you can find someone else. I can't do it anyway."

"..."

(End of this chapter)