The extraordinary life of a certain American comic.

Chapter 77: Corpses all over the lawn
At noon.

A window on the 27th floor of the Vampire Building was suddenly opened.

The Sentinel Command Operations Center immediately noticed the anomaly.

"Sir, there's movement in the Vampire Building."

"Ah."

Locke, who was texting with his wife Esme, heard the voice, put away his phone, stood up from his seat, put his hands on his hips, and looked at the big screen.

on the big screen.

Someone is throwing garbage outside the building.

One.

Two, three, four or five.

After a while, it seemed like corpses were raining from the open windows on the 27th floor of the Vampire Building.

One corpse after another was thrown out by the vampires in the building.

moment.

The group of reporters outside the building who were keen on Ye Long and Hao Long screamed when they saw this scene.

Some female reporters were frightened by the sight of the watermelon breaking into pieces on the ground. Their faces turned pale and they felt nauseous.

However, some female reporters showed excitement when they saw this scene, and hurriedly asked the photographer next to them whether he had captured this scene.

Some photographers who captured the scene were rewarded with a big kiss by the blonde female reporter.

The photographers who failed to take the photo were greeted with tons of eye rolls from the blonde female reporter.

"Debbie."

"Boss."

"Send the video footage to the supervisor."

“It has been sent.”

"pretty."

Locke said with a smile, then raised his eyebrows as he looked at the yellow, white and red things covering the entire lawn on the big screen: "Zoom in and take a closer look."

The agent operating the Sentinel satellite nodded and adjusted the shooting angle of the satellite camera.

soon.

A field of corpses filled the entire screen.

Locke frowned slightly as he looked at the corpses filling the screen.

Not disgusting.

But...

The corpses all looked like humans from Earth.

Where are the alien Skrulls?

He was just thinking about how Nick Fury would respond if the operation failed and the Skrulls were exposed.

Is this the result?

play.

Wait a moment.

wrong.

Locke looked at the corpse on the big screen and said thoughtfully, "Debbie."

"Boss?"

"Notify Paul and send someone to the building to bring back these bodies."

"be quick!"

"clear."

Debbie nodded seriously, took out the phone from her bosom, and called Paul from the Sentinel SWAT Team.

It took less than three minutes.

Paul had already driven out of the Sentinel Building in a SWAT vehicle with fully armed SWAT police and quickly headed towards the Vampire Building.

but!
This is not stable enough.

"NYPD at the scene, is there anyone we know?"

"Hold on."

The agent operating the satellite re-zoomed the image, fine-tuned the satellite lens, and aimed the image at the New York Police Department officers who were on guard around the Vampire Building.

Locke's eyes lit up as he spotted an acquaintance whom he had dealt with twice so far.

He simply took out his phone and made a call.

Chief Inspector George Stacy, who was on duty at the east gate of the Vampire Building, heard the ringing phone, took out his cell phone, looked at the incoming call, seemed to think of something, looked up at the sky, and then answered the call.

"I'm George Stacy."

"Locke Underwood, George, I need you to do me a favor."

Locke got straight to the point: "My people have already set out and will arrive at the scene in about twenty minutes."

George heard this.

"Is the Sentinel Secret Service planning on coming over and taking over here?" "Haha, no!"

"..."

George's face darkened.

Locke could see on the big screen that George's face darkened for a moment, and he smiled and said, "But I will take over, but not now."

As of now, the Vampire Mansion case is still the responsibility of S.H.I.E.L.D., not their Sentinel Secret Service.

As for when he can take over, it depends on whether the superiors in Washington are supportive.

But it's okay to take it slow.

Anyway, the case now belongs to SHIELD. No matter how big the chaos is, it will be SHIELD's fault.

It would be best to wait for Quinn to summon the Blood God.

While Locke was thinking in his heart, he said to George on the phone: "I hope that when my people arrive, you can ask them to pull back the body that just fell."

George subconsciously looked in the direction of the lawn where it looked like it was raining just now.

"What do you want the body for?"

"You don't want these bodies to be taken back to the NYPD Medical Examiner's Office and then turn into corpses and bite the police officers."

"Uh……"

"I owe you a favor." Locke said directly.

George smiled.

"Counting this, you owe me three favors."

"Don't worry, I will pay it back."

"Ok."

George shook his head: "Send your people over, I'll leave the body to you."

Locke thanked them, then said before hanging up: "By the way, these bodies were taken away by your people, for now."

George was slightly stunned, then he understood what Locke meant and shook his head and smiled again.

"it is good."

"Thank you."

Locke said and hung up the phone.

If the name is not correct, the words will not ring true.

At present, this case is not related to their Sentinel Secret Service, so the body should not be taken away by their Sentinel Secret Service no matter what.

But the NYPD can.

After all, the New York Police Department has absolute priority management authority for any case that occurs in New York City.

Twenty-five minutes later.

Paul and others appeared on the big screen.

However, when Paul and others went out, they were fully armed and put on white coats, disguised as forensic workers, and under the protection of the police officers sent by George, they quickly walked to the lawn full of corpses and started moving the bodies.

The police officers sent by George also helped with the carrying.

It doesn't take a while.

One body after another was packed up and thrown into an ordinary white van that was borrowed by temporarily mortgaging the Secret Service car to George.

Another ten minutes passed.

Paul, who closed the van door and sat in the passenger seat, sent a text message.

Debbie took a look, then looked up at Locke and said, "Boss, Paul and the others are on their way back."

Locke nodded and watched the van drive out of the satellite real-time image area along the edge of the big screen.

"Let's go to the first floor and wait. Notify the medical examiner's office to stand by."

"clear."

An agent nodded, picked up the phone and called the medical examiner's office, while Debbie followed Locke out the door.

Downstairs of the Sentinel Building.

Locke, with his hands in his pockets and wearing sunglasses, sat waiting for Paul to come back with the body.

only……

He looked at the somewhat empty streets outside the building and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"How long?"

"Twenty minutes."

"..."

Locke frowned: "Contact Paul and see where he is."

Debbie took out her cell phone and called Paul.

but!
the phone is ringing.

No one answered.

……

(End of this chapter)