The extraordinary life of a certain American comic.

Chapter 180 Magic and Blood

Debbie watched Catherine going from store to store under the surveillance of the Sentinel satellite, and began to think.

and also……

When did you hook up?
As Locke's first subordinate, Debbie can say with certainty that she knows a lot about Locke, even more than Esme.

But she had no impression of Catherine at all.

It seemed like Catherine just appeared out of nowhere and dribbled the ball into the net.

Should I tell Esme?

Debbie said she had a very good impression of Esme.

Pretty, gentle, and seems to know exactly what she likes and what she wants to say next.

and so……

Do you want to say it?
Just when Debbie was in a dilemma, something finally changed on the big screen.

As Catherine's position moved, the humans on the same screen with her also changed one after another.

But there are always a few people who always stay on the same screen with Catherine.

As the crystallization of the high-tech wisdom of the Sentinel Special Service, the Sentinel Satellite naturally marked those people on the big screen quickly after the algorithm was completed.

Locke, with one hand on his chin, raised his eyebrows as he looked at the strangers who were marked after the algorithm completed the task.

"check."

"Checking."

Debbie said without turning her head, and then her fingers began to dance on the keyboard.

On the big screen, the portraits of those strangers were marked, and then the federal law enforcement agencies and New York State's local database quickly performed facial recognition on the strangers.

soon.

Windows popped out on the big screen.

Immediately afterwards, the information of a total of five strangers was pulled out from the database.

Unexpectedly, the information of these five people was extracted from the vehicle management office.

This means one thing.

These five people are ordinary people with no criminal records.

"John Smith, age thirty-two, Upper East Side, Manhattan."

"Michael Johnson, twenty-eight, Brooklyn."

"..."

"Emily Brown, twenty-six years old, from New Jersey."

Locke frowned as he looked at the profiles of five male and female strangers displayed on the big screen.

According to the information, these five people were just ordinary strangers who had no connection with him or Catherine.

So why did these five people follow Catherine?

Locke thought to himself.

"Who is the team leader now?"

"Sarah Davis, formerly a Texas Ranger."

“Texas Rangers?”

Hearing this, Locke was a little curious: "Did her husband, son, or some family member get killed by mutants?"

Debbie shook her head: "I don't know."

Locke asked casually: "Notify a group to go to Fifth Avenue."

Debbie nodded and looked at Emilia beside her.

Emilia then picked up the phone beside her and notified the first team to set off for Fifth Avenue.

After Locke finished speaking, he thought for a while, took out the phone from his arms and called Catherine.

"Hey."

"We've found them. Five, right?"

"Correct."

"Catch them if you can. The task force is on the way. If they go, these five people will run away. Oh, and control yourself. Don't make it too dramatic."

"Do not worry."

Catherine, who was walking on Fifth Avenue, showed her two little fangs and smiled gently.

next second.

Locke had just hung up the phone, and then he saw that Catherine's figure disappeared directly under the Sentinel satellite surveillance.

By the time the Sentinel satellite located the person in time, even it could only see a shadow quickly passing by the thin stranger named Michael Johnson.

Then Michael Johnson disappeared as well.

Debbie and Emilia couldn't help but open their mouths again when they saw this scene on the big screen.

Locke looked at this scene, was silent for a while, and sighed.

fortunately.

Because Catherine's speed was so fast that even the Sentinel satellites could hardly capture her, ordinary people on Fifth Avenue did not notice anything wrong. Only some ordinary people who were passed by Catherine felt a sudden and inexplicable gust of wind.

It is still within controllable range.

And Catherine was also quick. After hanging up the phone, she took only a few breaths to throw the five guys who were scattered in different places but were undoubtedly following her into an alley nearby.

Suddenly, five unconscious strangers and a beautiful woman appeared in the alley, which naturally attracted the attention of some people on the road.

Catherine looked at the gazes cast at her by the crowd outside the alley and smiled slightly.

Followed by.

The crowd who were watching curiously just felt dizzy, then turned around silently and left on their own.

After that, people who noticed this place felt dizzy after seeing Catherine’s smile and left in silence.

after awhile.

Sarah Davis, the leader of Sentinel Operations Team 1, who had long, smooth black hair and deep brown eyes and was originally a Texas Ranger, rushed to the scene with her team members.

“SSS.” “Here.”

Catherine looked at the sentry who arrived at the scene and made way, revealing the five stalkers who had fallen unconscious on the ground behind her.

The sentry took over and carried the five unconscious trackers directly into the car.

Catherine also sat in her own car and rushed to the Sentinel Secret Service.

After Locke came out and picked up Catherine, he took her towards the interrogation and detention room of the special operations team.

The five stalkers have been put into the interrogation holding room.

Locke opened the iron bars, walked in, then took the tray of water handed to him by Debbie and poured it directly on the five stalkers.

After being soaked in cold water, the five followers subconsciously woke up in an instant.

But soon, when they saw Locke in front of them and were about to speak, his eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of white film.

next second.

The only female stalker among the five people took something out from her chest with her right hand.

The other followers also howled and pounced towards Locke in front of them.

Locke's figure flickered on the spot.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!
The four pursuers who pounced on him turned into a trail of afterimages, retreated directly and hit the wall, then fell back to the ground with their chests sunken.

But the female stalker had already smashed the bottle she had taken out directly to the ground.

puff!
The moment the small bottle, which was about the size of a little finger, broke into pieces on the ground, thick red fog enveloped the entire detention room in the blink of an eye.

The strange red fog spread so quickly that it enveloped Locke in the blink of an eye.

Debbie, Emilia, and Catherine, who were outside the detention room, couldn't help but change their expressions when they saw this scene.

Catherine seemed to see through the origin of this strange red fog, and almost subconsciously retreated away from the strange red fog that seemed to be overflowing: "This is wolfsbane!"

The moment the words fell.

The security protocol of the Special Operations Group Office was triggered.

Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Debbie and Catherine turned their heads and saw that the door leading to the outside had been locked again. Even the ventilation system of the interrogation room stopped working and was closed at this moment.

The glaring red alarm also sounded at this moment.

Every floor of the entire Sentinel Special Service Building is equipped with a security detection system. Once toxic or unknown gas appears on a certain floor, the security protocol will be triggered immediately, blocking the floor where the gas is located and will not be reopened until the alarm is lifted.

A hissing sound.

Locke flashed out of the holding room and looked at Catherine: "Wolfsbane?"

Catherine stared blankly at Locke who flashed out and seemed to be unaffected by anything.

"Are you okay?"

"You hope something happens to me?"

Locke asked back.

Catherine quickly shook her head: "That's not what I meant. Vervain can't kill vampires, but wolfsbane can. How come you're okay?"

Locke laughed directly: "It's simple, because I'm not a vampire."

He has explained this issue no less than ten times.

Wolfsbane can indeed kill vampires, but it can only kill vampires.

He is not a vampire, so how can wolfsbane kill him?

Locke said, turning to Debbie beside him, "Call and unblock it. This gas has no effect on us."

Debbie nodded, walked aside and called the operations center.

soon.

The exhaust fan of the interrogation and detention room was turned on again, and the iron door that had been blocked was moved up again.

Some of the sentinels who were on their way received the news and turned around and walked back to their workstations, thinking it was a false alarm.

after awhile.

The strange red fog in the detention room has been completely exhausted with the exhaust fan working at full capacity.

Five of the stalkers were already dead.

Even the female stalker who Locke did not attack trembled all over, foamed at the mouth, and fell to the ground and died the moment she dropped the bottle.

The speed is jaw-dropping.

It was so exaggerated that even Locke didn't have time to react before he committed suicide.

Even if an ordinary person has a huge adrenaline rush, his reaction speed cannot exceed Locke's current reaction speed.

It was really because the female stalker committed suicide so quickly that Locke felt incredible for less than a second. Otherwise, Locke would have disappeared from the spot the moment the strange red fog spread.

and so……

These five people are ordinary people, but they are definitely not ordinary people.

at this time.

Locke's eyes caught a glimpse of a mark on the sunken chest of the stalker named John Smith.

"Jack."

"He went to the Sentinel Academy to pick an assistant."

"..."

Locke subconsciously called for someone, and when he heard Debbie's answer, he shook his head and went straight to work, stripping off John Smith's upper body clothes.

soon.

A pattern on John Smith's sunken chest, similar to some kind of magic circle, clearly caught Locke's eyes.

Simultaneously.

Locke seemed to have discovered something and reached out and grabbed John Smith's right ear.

Behind John Smith's right ear is a blood mark that symbolizes a vampire blood servant.

……

(End of this chapter)