The extraordinary life of a certain American comic.

Chapter 53 The Eve of the Opening

Brown's betrayal was just a small episode for Locke.

Not even a minor episode.

Because this incident did not cause any waves to Locke, the work of Group 1 was not affected at all.

After all, their group’s main work now is still on vampires.

This is the top priority.

Not only are top officials in Washington concerned, but Locke himself is also concerned.

After sending his wife Esme, who had stayed there for three days, to Kennedy International Airport, Locke went straight back to the Sentinel Secret Service.

The office is still the same office.

But it seemed a little quieter when Brown’s special teams were still there.

"Boss."

"Boss."

Jack and Debbie, who were sitting at their seats, saw Locke come in, and stood up and walked towards Locke.

Locke glanced at the office area where Brown's special team was originally located: "Is everything moved out?"

He has been at home these past two days accompanying his wife and child.

After all, I’m not young anymore.

The most important point is early detection and early treatment.

After all, he now has a "vampire attribute". Although there are no side effects, what if it still affects his tadpoles?
Of course.

There was another reason, which was that he was afraid that when Brown and his family moved, he would see Brown and would not be able to control himself and slap this damn traitor to death.

Damn it, I'm here to help you make extra money, and now you tell me that I still like killing mutants?
Nonsence.

In the past two years, if Brown hadn't followed him, Brown would have been targeted by the Mutant Freedom League sooner or later.

Damn Fuck.

When you get chopped to pieces by the mutants from the Mutant Freedom League, don't expect me to save you.

Locke blocked Brown's contact that night.

“It’s all cleared.”

"correct."

Jack ran to his desk, found a letter and handed it to Locke.

Locke looked at the letter in Jack's hand.

"what is this?"

"Brown asked me to hand in ..."

"Bella!"

Without waiting for Jack to finish speaking, Locke grabbed the letter, tore it into pieces without even looking at it, and threw it into the trash can nearby.

"boring."

"Are you free? If so, go outside and keep an eye on the situation."

Jack looked at the torn pieces of waste paper in the trash can, opened his mouth, and then looked at Debbie beside him.

Debbie simply rolled her eyes at Jack.

Fool.

Just then, Natasha walked in from outside.

She came to ask about the progress.

After all, three days have passed, and there seems to be no movement from the vampires.

"you……"

Natasha walked in and was about to say hello, but suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little strange. She walked to Locke, looked at Locke, then looked at Jack and Debbie, and finally set her eyes on Jack.

"What's wrong, Jack?"

“I… ah!”

Jack, who was about to speak, subconsciously covered his right foot and jumped up on the spot.

After Debbie kicked Jack, she smiled and said, "It's okay. This guy makes the boss angry every few days."

Natasha nodded suspiciously, looked at Locke, and then said, "By the way, are you having a quarrel with Brown?"

Debbie was slightly stunned when she heard this.

Jack hugged his legs and looked at Natasha.

Locke raised his eyebrows and looked at Natasha: "How did you know?"

Natasha shrugged and said, "I met him at the puzzle bar yesterday. I asked him why he didn't come. He smiled but didn't say anything. He looked very reluctant."

Speaking of it.

Natasha also noticed the expressions of Debbie and Jack, blinked, and lowered her voice. "Is there really a conflict?"

"Don't mention this traitor."

Locke was too lazy to continue talking about this matter. He just made the final decision and said to Natasha, "Let's go to the combat command center."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door.

Natasha looked at Locke's departing back, then turned to look at Debbie and Jack.

Debbie shook her head.

Natasha showed a thoughtful expression, without stopping, turned around and caught up with Locke who was about to walk out.

"Esme's away on business again?"

"Ah."

"Come to my place for a drink tonight?"

"Okay."

Locke glanced at Natasha and responded with a smile.

Natasha is not a suitable marriage partner.

This is beyond doubt and cannot be denied.

But Natasha is absolutely a perfect lover.

Combat command center.

At this moment, the big screen was divided into two parts. The left side showed Blade's lair, and the right side showed the vampire's lair.

During the two days that Locke was at home with Esme, there were sentries at the combat command center monitoring these two places 24 hours a day.

And near the lair of Blade and the vampire, there are also spies from the Sentinel Secret Service who are also keeping an eye on them 24 hours a day.

"Sir."

After Locke came in, a sentry stood up and handed Locke the surveillance record of the past twenty-four hours.

Locke took it and looked through it.

Over at Blade's lair, there was no ripples, except for the record of a white-haired old man coming in and out.

As for Blade, he seemed to be still recovering from his injuries.

On the other hand, at the vampire's lair, there are many people coming in and out every day.

“Do people entering and leaving the blood products building undergo facial recognition?”

"All done."

Debbie said, "In the past two days, there have been many suspicious people entering and leaving the building at night, especially in the second half of the night. However, most of them are shown as homeless people in the system."

Locke raised an eyebrow.

Debbie walked to the front and split the screen into a third small screen again, and then displayed the appearance of several suspicious people on it.

"I checked these people carefully. They have spent tens of thousands of dollars in the past few days."

"Quinn is recruiting?"

"Most likely."

Debbie nodded, then removed several people's profile pictures and displayed several internal documents of the New York Police Department on the screen.

"This is……"

"New York Police Department's call records for the past two days."

Debbie explained, "In the past two days, various New York Police Department precincts have received calls from various places saying there were sounds of fighting, but when they rushed over, they found signs of fighting but no bodies, except... ashes at the scene."

"This is to eliminate all traces of Dicken's existence."

"We think so too."

Locke stroked his chin and looked at the Vampire Building displayed on the big screen on the right.

Recruit troops and buy horses.

Eliminate dissidents.

He was indeed not mistaken. This Quinn was an ambitious vampire.

Locke thought to himself, then looked at Natasha: "You can see that the good guys are still recovering from their injuries, and the villains are still consolidating their territory. I guess we'll have to wait a little longer for the big show we want."

Natasha was about to nod.

A ding-dong sound.

Debbie pulled out her phone, looked at the message that popped up, and quickly looked up at Locke.

"Boss, Aize is dead."

"..."

(End of this chapter)