The extraordinary life of a certain American comic.

Chapter 49 Six groups of tips to stop children from crying

In the afternoon.

When Locke brought Esme into their office lobby, Jack and Debbie were chatting in the break room.

Mainly it was Debbie talking and Jack listening.

Debbie tried everything she could to find out from Jack why he had disappeared for two days to help Locke.

When Locke and Esme walked into the lounge, Debbie was showing her fangs and threatening Jack in a fierce manner.

"Tell me, why did the boss look for you?"

"can not say."

Jack continued to shake his head, undeterred by Debbie's threats, then looked at the door, his eyes brightening, "Boss."

Locke was just about to speak.

Debbie scoffed.

"Pretend, keep pretending. When did our boss come to work the day after Esme came back? Don't even think about changing the subject. The boss is probably still lying in bed at this moment."

"..."

Locke looked at Debbie in front of him, who was shaking her head without looking back, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.

What words.

What is this word?

What do you mean, every time Esme comes back, I can't get out of bed the next day?
What a joke.

I'm a tough guy who has passed the Sentinel Special Service assessment, experienced two years of frontline law enforcement, and worked my way up from the bottom.

Esme on the side glanced at Locke, said nothing, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Locke couldn't help it.

"cough!"

"Who...ah...bang...it hurts...Boss."

Hearing the sound, Debbie turned her head and saw Locke. She screamed, then fell off the coffee table. She stood up, covering her head, looking at Locke pitifully with tears in her eyes.

Locke looked at Debbie's pitiful appearance, and the anger that was about to come out of him disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Forget it.

You should pamper your own people.

If Jack is his right hand, then Debbie is his left hand.

Locke sighed in his heart, glanced at Debbie, who seemed like she would cry if he said something harsh to her, and opened his mouth.

"Be careful next time."

"Yes, boss."

Debbie stood at attention and saluted Locke. Then, as if changing her expression, she walked towards Esme with a giggle: "Esme, long time no see. I thought you wouldn't come to see us this time."

Before Locke could react, Debbie pulled Esme over and left the lounge, talking and laughing.

Locke looked at the two women's backs as they left and blinked.

He regretted it.

next second.

Locke laughed, shook his head, looked at Jack, and said angrily, "Look at how you spoiled her."

Jack was stunned, pointing at himself with a dazed look on his face.

Who spoiled it.

I?
Boss, are you sure?

Locke ignored Jack's silent accusation and changed the subject directly: "Where is Blade now? Is he still recovering from his injuries?"

Jack came back to his senses and nodded.

"I checked with the surveillance sentry this morning and he hasn't come out yet."

"Is he seriously injured?"

"do not know."

Jack shook his head.

The sentry was just watching nearby and saw that the Blade Warrior never came out again after he went back.

Locke stroked his chin.

"What about Quinn? Where is his location displayed?"

"It's on Ninety-seventh Street, in a building called Blood Products. Debbie has looked up this company. Blood Products' main business is blood stations. They own more than ninety blood stations in New York City."

“…Good fellow.”

Locke was speechless when he heard this: "Letting vampires run blood stations is no different from letting mice guard granaries." "Boss."

"Ok?"

"Now that we know the place, can we..."

"Not urgent."

Locke looked at Jack's gesture, raised his eyebrows, shook his head and said, "Why rush? Anyway, we already know the nest, just wait."

What are you waiting for?

Naturally, we will wait until the benefits are maximized before taking action.

I don’t know how many extraordinary points the blood god can give him if it explodes.

Locke thought to himself, turned his head and glanced outside at Debbie who was opening her present, then turned back to Jack and said, "Tell the surveillance team to keep a close eye on this building and report any situation in a timely manner."

Jack nodded, "Okay, Boss."

Locke then walked out of the lounge.

"How's it going? Do you like it?"

"Yes, I like it."

Debbie grabbed a box of perfume from the gift box and said happily, "Thank you."

Esme smiled and said, "I knew you would like it. By the way, where is Brown?"

She turned and looked around.

"Brown likes staying here with you guys, why didn't I see him today?"

"He went to Group 6."

"Six groups?"

Locke raised an eyebrow: "In John's group, why is Brown running over there?"

Good guy.

Brown won't abandon him.

It shouldn't be.

Debbie put away the gift and explained, "I don't know the details, but the people from Group 6 came this morning and said that among the mutants captured this time, there is one who is suspected to know the mutant who killed Brown's wife."

Locke heard this and nodded.

It turned out to be the case.

The mutant who indirectly killed Brown's wife and unborn child because of his awakening has not been arrested yet.

Brown joined the Sentinel Service because on the one hand he wanted to kill all mutants, and on the other hand he hoped to find that mutant through the Sentinel Service to complete his blood revenge.

only……

Didn’t that mutant also run into the mutant’s Eden—X Academy?

Could it be that the mutant John captured this time knew how to enter the X-School?
Locke thought of this and said, "I'll go to Group 6 to take a look."

Esme, who was standing by, saw this and quickly said, "I'll go too."

Hearing this, Locke looked at Esme and frowned: "Don't go there. The interrogation room over there is quite bloody. I'm afraid you will have nightmares after seeing it."

This is the truth.

Even if Locke and Brown killed the mutants, they did it outside, killing them on the spot.

Well, mostly Brown killed them.

But when Brown killed mutants, he did so out of revenge.

Directly shot to death.

easy to understand.

But what about John?

Even the mutants hiding outside know that the interrogation room of Sentinel Group 6 can make children stop crying.

Every mutant who enters the six interrogation rooms will be crippled, even if he doesn't die.

So think about it.

How bloody must the interrogation room of Group Six be.

Locke didn't want his kind-hearted wife to witness the greatest evil in the world.

Debbie also said, "Yeah, Esme, Group 6 is not a good place. We only capture and kill mutants with criminal records, but John and his men kill indiscriminately."

Jack didn't say anything, but just nodded after Debbie finished speaking.

……

(End of this chapter)