The Extraordinary Life of a Certain American Comic...

About an hour later.

A message came from Sentry Hall that four FBI agents had arrived by elevator.

Jack, who was sitting in his seat, immediately got up after receiving the message.

Brown, who was working in the next area, also rushed over. He wouldn't feel at ease until he saw the FBI slink away.

Assistant Secret Service Director Walter also opened his office door and went outside.

Locke leaned back in his chair, sipping the coffee he hadn't finished.

He wondered if it was because of his vampire bloodline, but he always felt that the coffee, which used to taste quite good, had suddenly become strange.

It wasn't the kind of weird taste that was unpleasant, but rather a kind of weirdness that was hard to describe.

after awhile.

The elevator doors opened, and then a group of four people—three men and one woman—stepped out of the elevator and came into Locke's view.

Locke immediately recognized two men and one woman among them.

The famous Aegis Trident.

Phil Coulson, the village chief of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Hawkeye, Clinton Barton.

Natasha Romanoff, the Widowmaker of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Is this the last one?

That's so pretentious.

A little black guy, who was already dark enough, was wearing a pair of jet-black sunglasses and a black trench coat in broad daylight. What was that thing on his back?

Longsword?

Good guy.

Weren't these controlled weapons confiscated during the security check?

and many more……

Black sunglasses, black armor, black longsword—another little black guy.

It's you.

Blade Runner.

hiss!

I've been looking for you for almost a year and a half and haven't found you. Now that I've found the vampire myself, you've reappeared?

Locke watched the three men and one woman walk out of the elevator, his gaze sweeping over Black Widow Natasha Romanoff before glancing at Blade following behind, and then he stood up from his seat.

After walking out of the elevator, Phil Coulson went straight to Walter Herman and extended his right hand.

"Manager Herman"

"Manager Coulson."

Phil Coulson and Walter Herman shook hands and got straight to the point: "Have you finished organizing the data and physical evidence?"

Walter chuckled, then gave an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry, the people below made a mistake."

"..."

Coulson paused, exchanged a glance with Hawkeye beside him, and then looked at Walter Herman: "Sorry, Manager Herman, I didn't understand that."

Standing to the side, Brown, who resembled a standing black bear, said in a deep voice, "The one who died was a mutant, but the case is ours."

Coulson looked toward Brown in the direction of the sound and frowned.

"Who are you……"

"Brown is the leader of our Sentinel Special Operations Team."

Locke, who had walked over, stood beside Walter and introduced him casually.

Coulson looked at Locke, who had spoken.

Natasha also looked at Locke, who was wearing sunglasses, with curiosity.

Compared to the more proportionate Coulson, Walter Herman, who looked rather short and stout, introduced Locke and then laughed heartily: "Sorry, Director Coulson, the five Secret Service agents who were killed in yesterday's operation were Brown's men."

Coulson chuckled, then frowned and said, "Director Herman, you just said that the one who died yesterday was a mutant?"

Is this just trying to fool him?

Was the person who died yesterday a mutant?

No.

The one who died was a vampire, or rather, an informant that SHIELD had planted within the vampire community.

Otherwise, how could S.H.I.E.L.D. have taken notice of this case so quickly?

Walter Herman chuckled and nodded.

"Yes, my subordinates made a mistake. I'm sorry to have made Manager Coulson come all this way for nothing."

"..."

Coulson stared at Walter Herman, whose round face was plastered with a wide smile, and his expression froze.

Could there really be a mistake?

Coulson instinctively glanced at the professional Blade Runner in their crowd.

But Blade's attention wasn't on them.

And in...

The Blade Runner, also wearing sunglasses, stared intently at Locke, who stood beside Walter Herman. Locke was dressed in a black suit, had a muscular build, wore sunglasses on his nose, and had a angular face.

Locke was also sizing up Blade.

The moment the Blade Warrior's gaze fell upon him, he immediately noticed.

Eyes facing each other.

Locke cannot see Blade's eyes, just as the latter cannot see his.

Just then.

Debbie, who had just disappeared, appeared at the elevator entrance, looking somewhat excited as she ran over, clutching a test report.

"Boss, the lab has confirmed that the X gene was detected in Lindsay Perrin's remaining blood."

"..."

Coulson and the others looked in the direction of the sound.

Debbie walked over, handed the report to Locke, and then winked at him subtly.

Locke understood, took the test report, glanced at it, and then handed it to his supervisor, Walter, who was standing next to him.

Walter took the report, glanced at it, and then smiled as he handed it to Coulson again: "Director Coulson, would you like to take a look?"

Coulson took the report and then fell silent again.

Walter chuckled again and said to Coulson, who was silently looking at the report, "Sorry to have made you come all this way for nothing, Manager Coulson."

Coulson did not speak.

Hawkeye and Black Widow, who were standing nearby, also turned their attention to the report in Coulson's hand.

into the eye.

The report confirms the presence of mutants; it is genuine.

The three of them exchanged a glance instinctively.

obviously.

With the release of the Sentinel Lab report, the matter was settled.

The burden of proof lies with the party making the claim.

If they can't produce evidence that Lindsay Perrin is a vampire right now, then Lindsay Perrin can only be a mutant with vampire-like abilities.

Do they have evidence?

Have.

But can it be taken out?

No.

S.H.I.E.L.D. is a secret law enforcement agency, established from the outset as a firewall between ordinary people and superhumans.

Therefore, even if they have evidence, they have no way to produce it.

Coulson frowned, staring at Walter Herman, who clearly had no intention of handing over the case, Locke standing behind him, and Brown, who was glaring at him with murderous intent. He was at a loss for words.

What can he possibly say now?

Is this report fake?

As the saying goes, the burden of proof lies with the party making the claim.

and so……

Coulson's lips twitched slightly as he handed the report back to Walter, then extended his right hand to shake Walter's hand again: "Sorry to bother you."

They, SHIELD, can forcibly take this case away.

But it is not necessary.

After all, they sometimes need to impersonate SSS. Besides, the Sentinel Special Operations Bureau also deals with supernatural beings, so it's completely unnecessary to ruin the relationship over a vampire.

Coulson's mind raced, and once he understood this, he turned around without hesitation and said, "Let's go."

As he said, he was very busy.

Hawkeye and Black Widow nodded, remaining silent from the moment they entered until they left, maintaining their aloof demeanor.

but……

Just as Coulson was about to leave with Hawkeye and Black Widow.

But the Blade Runner moved.

……