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Chapter 105 Deputy Director of New York Sentinel Operations! (2/5, please subscribe!)

Ten minutes later.

Jack, who was outside the Vampire Building, received Locke's message. After giving a shout, he led the Sentinel Special Operations Bureau's emergency response sentries into the building.

Boom!

Boom, boom, boom!

After Debbie entered the monitoring room and repaired the equipment, the steel window that had been lowered was moved back up.

The afternoon sunlight once again streamed through the building's floor-to-ceiling windows and glass, entering the once lifeless, tomb-like building.

"Old man—" What is this?"

Jack followed Debbie to the sacrificial hall. Just as he was about to greet her, his gaze fell on Garo's corpse lying on the ground and he was startled.

"A mutated vampire?"

Locke glanced at Jack, thought for a moment, and nodded, "Yes, it's a mutated vampire. Keep it safe; it'll come back to the station with us later."

He wanted to see if the Skrulls would dare to rob his caravan this time, since he was personally escorting it.

It's best to come.

As Locke pondered this, he lowered his gaze, removed the miniature button camera from his collar, and handed it to Debbie, who was standing nearby.

"Pour it out and make a backup."

"receive."

Debbie took the button camera, nodded, and then handed her phone to Locke: "Boss, the supervisor is still waiting for your call."

Locke raised an eyebrow, took the phone, and dialed his supervisor's number in Washington!

After hanging up the phone, Walter, the supervisor, had a look of excitement on his face. After putting away his phone, he quickly turned around and went back to the conference room not far away.

Walter immediately found the bureau chief, who was sitting in the main seat in the conference room, unable to contain his excitement.

"Chief, we just got a call from New York. The mission was a success, and the Vampire Mansion has been destroyed."

"Very good."

Upon hearing this, the Sentinel Chief's face lit up with a hint of joy. He quickly put the document away and pushed the drafted agreement he had already prepared towards a dark-skinned, one-eyed man sitting to his left.

"Chief Fury, you should sign now."

".......

Nick Fury, looking at the "Jurisdiction Transfer Agreement" pushed in front of him, snapped out of his daze and looked at his supervisor, Walter, who had pushed open the door to announce the good news.

"Vampires inside the building?"

"Dead, not one left."

"Quinn, the vampire leader?"

"He's dead too."

Supervisor Walter smiled and responded to Nick Fury, then looked at his chief and said, "But our men have also suffered casualties."

Nick Fury had a sudden thought.

That's more like it.

We sent people in with S.H.I.E.L.D. and they were completely wiped out, while your Sentinel Special Operations sent people in and achieved a zero-loss ratio.

Is this appropriate?

This is inappropriate.

Locke Underwood, who set this trap for me, must be injured too.

pity.

If an ordinary person dared to scheme against S.H.I.E.L.D. like this, Nick Fury would make sure that person died.

But Locke's last name is Underwood.

so-.-.

Even if he wanted to retaliate, he wouldn't dare to kill Locke. He could only think of teaching Locke a lesson so that he would know that not just anyone could scheme against S.H.I.E.L.D.

It would be best if the injury was serious.

Let's see if you dare to scheme against S.H.I.E.L.D. again.

Nick Fury thought to himself.

Upon hearing the mention of casualties in Supervisor Walter's words, the Sentry Chief couldn't help but feel tense.

"Was the Deputy Chief of Operations at Underwood injured?"

""..·No.""

Upon hearing the title "Chief of Sentinels," Supervisor Walter paused for a moment before realizing that it referred to Locke. He quickly shook his head and said, "The Deputy Chief of Operations at Underwood was not injured; it was just that the reserve Sentinel Special Operations Team was unfortunately killed."

That's alright.

As long as Locke isn't injured, that's fine.

If he gets injured, will that whip lord come after him with a whip and cause him trouble?

Upon hearing that Locke was unharmed, the Sentinel Chief couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

next second.

His expression hardened again.

"The New York bureau must do a good job in handling the compensation this time."

"Disbursed according to the highest standards."

"They are all heroes of our Sentinel Special Service, and we must do a good job in handling the aftermath."

"Understood, Chief."

The New York branch's sentry chief, who had also come to the meeting, immediately stood up and made a serious statement.

Those who cannot die have not died.

This is enough.

As for the other dead?

These were foreseeable and necessary casualties. Those who should be compensated should be compensated, and those who should be buried should be buried. That should be enough.

Nick Fury sat in his seat without saying a word.

But his brows were already furrowed.

Locke wasn't injured?

How could that be?

He clearly sent it.

Wait!

Where is my Skrull nephew?

Just then, Nick Fury saw Supervisor Walter walk up to the Chief of Sentry and hand him the tablet, while also hearing Supervisor Walter's words.

"Chief, the Deputy Chief of Operations at Underwood was attacked by a mutated vampire during the extermination of vampires. This is what the mutated vampire looks like."

"Is it a vampire or an alien?"

·......

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Nick Fury felt a jolt in his heart and instinctively leaned forward, using his one eye to look at the tablet in the Sentinel Chief's hand.

The Sentinel Chief noticed Nick Fury's movements, quickly put away the tablet, and then smiled at Nick Fury.

"Chief Fury?"

"Cough cough."

Realizing something was off about him, Nick Fury straightened up, coughed, and explained, "A mutated vampire. I'm quite curious about what they look like."

Upon hearing this, the Chief of Sentinel smiled and looked at Nick Fury: "Sorry, this is classified as top secret."

Nick Fury:

.......

He recalled the explanation he gave when the Sentinel Secret Service came to him a while ago asking for information on the vampires in New York City.

It seems to be classified as top secret, and only authorized personnel are allowed to preview it.

Damn it!

Nick Fury was in a state of confusion at that moment:

Especially when recalling what the Sentry Chief had just said.

Is this a mutated vampire or an alien?

Falk.

Could it be—

Nick Fury instinctively wanted to get up and leave.

But he was stopped by the chief of the sentry post.

The Sentinel Chief thought Nick Fury was going to renege on his promise, so he stopped Nick Fury and pointed to the documents in front of him with a smile.

Prior to this, all their agreements with S.H.I.E.L.D. were verbal and not written down; everything was waiting for the outcome of "Rock's destruction of the Vampire Mansion".

The results are in.

The Sentinel & Secret Service won.

As agreed, Nick Fury was supposed to sign the agreement, and only after signing would the jurisdiction over the vampires and the supernatural beings in New York State legally belong to the Sentinel Secret Service.

Nick Fury glanced at the agreement in front of him, then looked at the steel plate handed over by the Chief of Sentinel with a smirk, remained silent for a moment, took the steel plate without saying a word, and signed his name on the agreement.

When the Chief of the Sentry saw this, he laughed from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you, Director Fury."

"Bang!"

Nick Fury sneered, stood up abruptly, and looked at the group of people who had come with him.

"Walk."

"Yes."

Several S.H.I.E.L.D. employees also snapped out of their shock and, seeing Nick Fury walking towards the door without looking back, quickly followed him.

soon.

Nick Fury led the group out of the building behind them and straight into the black Ford SUV that was parked in front of them.

among.

As soon as I got on the bus.

The SHIELD employee in the passenger seat couldn't hold back any longer and turned to Nick Fury in the back: "Director Fury, Garro......"

Nick Fury glared at the Skrull disguised as a S.H.I.E.L.D. employee acting as his bodyguard, his one eye gleaming: "Shut up, we'll talk when we get back."

Upon hearing this, the SHIELD employees immediately fell silent.

New York City!

Locke, who had just stepped out of the Vampire Mansion and was wiping his face with a towel handed to him by Debbie as he got into the car to go back to the station, received another call from his supervisor, Walter.

connected.

"I am Locke Underwood—."

"I am Andrew."

Locke was interrupted by a strong, energetic voice coming from the phone.

As Locke listened to the man's self-introduction, a thought flashed through his mind.

Ghana Andrew.

Sentinel Special Operations Bureau, Director General.

"Good morning, Director."

"Haha, I'm fine. How about you? Are you alright?"

"Thank you for your concern, Director. I'm fine."

"That's good."

Chief of Sentry Andrew finally breathed a sigh of relief, then joked, "It's good that you're alright. If anything had happened to you, old Underwood probably wouldn't have let me off the hook."

Upon hearing this, Locke smiled and said, "Uncle Ghana, if my dad fights you, I believe you'll win."

He was able to get into the Sentinel Special Service thanks to a recommendation from a senior student.

But his ability to rise from junior agent to senior agent in just two years, and then immediately become the deputy director of operations for the New York Sentinel Secret Service, is largely thanks to a good friend of Old Underwood named Garner Andrew.

Andrew laughed heartily on the other end of the phone.

"I can't, I can't argue with your father."

"It's okay, as long as we can win."

Locke smiled and said, "And don't worry, Uncle Ghana, if you two start fighting, I'll definitely be on your side."

Upon hearing this, Director Andrew laughed and said, "You, you're just like a child, always looking for trouble."

Locke smiled without saying a word.

The pleasantries ended.

Director Andrew coughed, cleared his throat, and then got down to business: "This mission was handled well, Locke..."

Underwood, Deputy Chief of Operations.

Only after signing the agreement with Nick Fury was it considered complete. Director Andrew's words finally fulfilled his promise to Locke regarding the reward he had previously given him.

New York City, Sentinel Service, Operations Director and Deputy Director!

Locke understood immediately.

"Thank you for your guidance, Director."

"Ha ha."

Director Andrew chuckled again, then changed the subject: "One last thing."

Locke's expression was serious.

"Please speak."

"That corpse, is it really a mutated vampire? How come it looks so much like an alien creature?"