A retired reincarnator from a certain American film studio

Hold your breath and concentrate!

Awaiting the final inspection results from the Sentinel Special Service.

Outside the venue, others were also waiting for the test results.

For example, Whitehead, the instigator of this incident.

Whitehorse, currently at his Canadian estate, was unusually seated on a lounge chair at his estate's golf course, holding a cigar in one hand and his phone in the other, simultaneously watching what appeared to be a video call between him and someone from an FBI conference room.

Whitehorn scoffed as he watched Luke conducting an examination on the big screen in the video, then tossed his phone to Sunil beside him.

Sunil quickly took the phone.

Whitehead scoffed, "Still pretending even when you're about to die!"

Whether the video is fake or not, others may not know, but surely he knows?

and so……

Luke is a mutant.

no doubt.

Whitehead believes that what Luke is doing right now is simply thinking he has found a good way to fool the Sentinel Special Operations.

but……

No one understands the methods the Sentinel Special Service uses to examine mutants better than him.

Let's say that.

Even if your mutant ability is "concealment," the Sentinel Special Operations Bureau can still identify you.

This technology was developed and tested by the Sentinel Special Operations Agency through extensive live experiments on mutants.

"Fight me!"

"Ah."

"I thought you had some good cards up your sleeve."

Whitehead chuckled coldly, then shook his head with a sense of utter disdain, rose from the lounge chair, and turned to walk into the house: "Tell me the results after his show is over. Your niece is doing well. This week... no, next month, let her come over to the manor for a visit."

Sunil was slightly taken aback.

"My lord, my nephew..."

"Ok?"

"...Yes, sir."

Sunil lowered his head with a complicated expression.

Seeing this, Whitehead smiled with satisfaction.

Sunil didn't lift his head until Whitehorse's figure disappeared from sight. He looked at his phone; his friend had just graduated this year, joined a tabloid, and gotten into the FBI press room because of a single sentence from Sunil, but now it seemed he had been dragged into a den of iniquity...

at this time.

A message appeared silently on Sunil's phone.

Sunil's eyes narrowed slightly as he read the text message.

Federal Building.

Inspection room!

The scanner ran extremely slowly, as if it wanted to scan every part of Luke's body in great detail. Finally, after scanning his toes, the scanner made a "ding" sound.

The sentry sitting at the computer desk immediately retrieved Luke's physical data.

next second.

The sentry couldn't help but gasp.

"What's wrong."

"Are the results out?"

"Yes or no."

Jesus God!

As the sentry exhaled, the media members who had been holding their breath and waiting for the result became restless.

The eleven girls stood on tiptoe, trying to see the scan data displayed on the computer screen.

Rachel also gasped at the Sentinel's gasp, and her right hand, which was in her mouth, clenched involuntarily.

Stryker had already walked behind the sentry and was staring intently at the scan data displayed on the computer screen.

He was taken aback when he saw the data above.

at this time.

There was a ding.

The sentry next to the gene testing instrument, who was separated from it, also looked at the screen showing that the analysis was complete. He perked up and couldn't help but call out Stryker. Then he raised his hand, moved the mouse, and clicked on the status bar on the screen that showed that the analysis was complete.

The camera following the shot also pointed its lens at the computer in front of the sentry.

The sentry didn't try to be mysterious; he simply clicked on it.

Eye-catching!

'Non-conformance!'

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Chapter 277 I Don't Want to Die with Sunil (First Update!)

Non-conformance!

Not compliant.

Almost everyone was staring at the computer screen, and they couldn't help but be stunned when they saw the results of this genetic test.

What does it not meet?

next second!

boom!

A collective gasp rippled through the room, and the reporters in the conference hall erupted in a frenzy, as if a pot had been boiled over.

The eleven leading ladies from mainstream media outlets almost simultaneously snapped out of their daze and sent out the text messages they had already prepared and edited.

At this point, it's all about speed.

Rachel didn't try to grab the headline this time. Instead, after seeing the results, she felt completely relieved and her body went limp.

Good luck!

Fortunately, nothing went wrong.

Rachel clenched her right fist involuntarily, then quickly regained her senses and ran towards Luke, who was still lying on the examination bed but had already had his IV removed.

"Are you OK."

"fine."

Luke glanced at the needle being pulled from his vein, then looked at Rachel, who had run to his side and was looking at him anxiously, and shook his head with a smile.

He's fine now.

Next, Daniel Whitehead had something to do.

After all, the old dog had basically played all his cards, and at most he only had one single card, a three, left in his hand.

Old Dog probably thought he had played his trump card, and that Luke had already played his trump card and had no more bombs left.

result……

The old dog miscalculated.

Lu Ke got up from the examination bed, walked straight into the small room, quickly dressed, and then emerged from the small room looking like a man in a suit and tie.

William Stryker's sentries were already silently packing up the equipment they had brought with them.

When Luke came out, he met Stryker's gaze.

"What was the result? Was I a mutant?"

"No."

William Stryker shook his head, giving an affirmative answer.

Although the results of Luke's physical fitness scan seem a bit exaggerated, even more outrageous than the physical fitness scan results of Captain America from back then stored in the system.

But this is still within the theoretical limits of human capabilities.

Moreover, this time he used a cyclical genetic test and kept the X gene suppressor on throughout the process, so the results could not be manipulated at all.

Current results show that not a single trace of the X gene was detected in Luke's genes.

Then the data is correct.

Moreover, it received personal confirmation from William Stryker, the mutant's lifelong nemesis.

"Director Dan is definitely not a mutant."

William Stryker said this, then, after thinking for a moment, added: "I vouch for it with my professional conduct and ethics from decades of service in the military."

The eleven golden flowers and the eight lucky reporters who happened to be there lit up when they heard this. They immediately started typing on their phones and quickly drafted a temporary news report.

Breaking news!

Colonel William Stryker, the Federal Military representative and head of the Sentinel Special Service, vouched for Director Luke Dane: "You are 100% not a mutant!"

next second.

The latest news from the media has barely gone viral online before another new piece of news has quickly emerged.

Breaking news!

The FBI spokesperson stated that it will immediately initiate an investigation into the fake video case.