The extraordinary life of a certain American comic.

Chapter 63 George, an acquaintance in the police station
Locke was originally thinking about whether he should let Quinn speed up the progress.

After all, he let Quinn go because Quinn mentioned the Blood God, and he estimated that with Quinn's ambition, even if Deacon died, he would find a way to revive the Blood God.

The Blood God is a big boss.

It must be worth a lot of extraordinary points.

Another thing is that letting Quinn leave will help to incite the vampires in New York City to riot.

The vampires are rioting right now, but Quinn has not made any movement since he resurrected the Blood God.

Locke was still muttering in his heart that Quinn might be a coward.

But now he doesn't think so.

To revive the Blood God, a Blade Warrior is needed, and tonight the Blade Warrior was attacked, which means that Quinn is on the way to revive the Blood God.

and so……

This scene is about to come to an end.

at this time.

Alarm bells rang outside the apartment.

Natasha looked up in the direction of the voice, then came back to look at Locke: "You should go."

Locke turned his gaze away from the body of the scarred police officer in front of him and looked at Natasha.

"Ok?"

"You're married."

Natasha reminded.

In the middle of the night, a married senior agent of the Sentinel Secret Service was not at home, but appeared at the home of a strange woman.

If this gets out, it will definitely make the front page headlines.

Locke smiled and shook his head.

"Need not."

"Can……"

"This is New York City. I know it better than you do."

"...Okay, then go change your clothes first."

Seeing Locke's firm attitude, Natasha stopped talking and pointed at the clothes Locke was wearing.

Locke lowered his head and looked at the pajamas he was wearing, which Natasha bought for him because he was staying overnight here.

"Row."

"I'll go change my clothes first. When they come up, remember to use your Sentinel Secret Service ID. Don't use your ID. Few grassroots law enforcement officers recognize that."

Locke thought it was not a good idea to meet people in pajamas, so he nodded, told Natasha something, and turned into the apartment.

Natasha listened to Locke's reminder, looked at Locke who had already walked into the bedroom, and rolled her eyes.

SHIELD is a secret organization. If any random law enforcement officer can recognize them, can they still be called a secret organization?

soon.

When Locke changed his clothes in the bedroom and walked out, the New York Police Department was already at the door.

It was an acquaintance who came.

Locke raised his eyebrows as he looked at Chief Detective George Stacy, who was standing at the door and checking the documents in Natasha's hand.

When Natasha saw Locke come out, she gave George Stacy a look.

"Hey, he's out."

"..."

George Stacy followed Natasha's gaze and was slightly stunned when he saw Locke, who was wearing a suit and tie.

Locke walked out with a normal expression and extended his right hand towards George Stacy.

"Detective Stacy, nice to see you again."

"Agent Underwood."

George reacted, shook hands with Locke, and handed the ID to Locke. He then glanced at Natasha next to him and said, "I almost thought this ID was fake just now."

Locke laughed without asking why.

It's not necessary.

At this moment, a police officer walked up to George and said, "Detective, I checked and it is indeed one of our people. However, he is not from our 12th Precinct, but from several precincts in Brooklyn."

George frowned.

"Brooklyn police? What are they doing here?"

"do not know."

The young police officer shook his head. Locke smiled and said, "George, I may be able to answer this question."

talking.

He gestured to George to invite him into the house: "Since you are here, come in and have a drink to warm yourself up."

George glanced at the bodies of the police officers on the ground and nodded.

"it is good."

"please."

Locke smiled and invited George into the apartment, "Sorry, it's a bit messy."

George looked at the big hole in the door that was broken by the spray gun and the fragments stuck on the wall, and said with a twitch of his lips: "It's okay."

Natasha also followed in, took out a bottle of bourbon and two wine glasses from the bar and handed them to Locke.

After Locke opened it, he poured George a glass of wine and then poured himself a glass.

The two clinked glasses.

Locke drank the bourbon in the glass, and so did George. Then George put down the glass and spoke slowly.

"George, you know what happened at the New Amsterdam Hospital today."

"Yes, they say a vampire appeared."

When George said this, he instinctively didn't believe it.

But the media and colleagues around him all said what they heard was very detailed, so his tone was just a little bit unconvincing.

Locke smiled and said, "Yes, they are vampires, and those police officers outside are their blood servants."

George listened to this and looked at Locke suspiciously.

Locke shrugged: "If you don't believe me, you can go and see if the scarred police officer has a tattoo behind his right ear. There should be similar tattoos on other bodies."

George listened to his words, frowned, stood up and walked out the door.

after awhile.

George walked in with an ugly look on his face.

"what happened."

"They are just a bunch of vampire-loving people who try to become vampires themselves by working like slaves for them."

As Locke spoke, he poured another glass of bourbon into George's glass.

He didn't hide it from George.

Because Locke thought that George might be his teammate.

There are a lot of vampires in New York City.

In a word.

There are endless vampires to kill.

Just like he killed Deacon and then Quinn appeared, even if he killed Quinn again, there might be another Quinlin who would appear.

But if you can’t kill them all, it doesn’t mean you can just ignore it.

This time, the Sentinel Secret Service wants to expand its power through vampires, so the existence of vampires must be exposed to the sun.

Just like how mutants were kept secret in the beginning, their existence was not publicly acknowledged until the establishment of the Sentinel Special Service.

So by that time, vampires will become like mutants, stinking rats in the sewers and hiding everywhere.

But vampires are a little different from mutants.

Vampires have so-called blood servants hidden in major law enforcement agencies and even major industries.

These blood servants provide vampires with money and information.

Even the Sentinel Secret Service has found more than a dozen blood servants, not to mention the New York Police Department.

There are probably even more blood servants in the New York Police Department.

By then, it would be a lot easier if I had a teammate.

and so……

After Locke finished speaking, he smiled and extended his right hand to George again, inviting him to join a team: "George, are you interested in working together to kill these disgusting creatures that are trying to destroy humanity?"

George looked at Locke's right hand that he handed to him, thought about it, and then held Locke's right hand.

"Pleasant to work with."

"Happy cooperation!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)