The Extraordinary Life of a Certain American Comic...

Chapter 207 Where there is no prohibition, there is freedom

The Sentinel and S.H.I.E.L.D. took action against the wizarding community yesterday.

Similar to the control of vampires, they began to control the wizarding community. Then, during the process of control, they discovered an illegal law enforcement agency called Dolan, which was using official power to control the wizarding community without authorization.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. Sentinels cracked down hard on the illegal organization, the Church of Doran.

As soon as the news spread, the wizarding community in New York City applauded, which shows how unpopular the Dolan Church was.

"Hello, beautiful lady, would you like your fortune told? I'm a wizard, and I have a certificate issued by the Sentinel Special Operations Bureau."

"-·nerve.

On the way to the Sentinel Special Operations Bureau, the Waterfall protagonist group, sitting in the car, couldn't help but twitch as they watched a gaudily dressed, bearded man on the street outside trying to sell himself as a wizard to a beautiful woman.

"Are all the extraordinary beings in the city this lively?"

"We are trying to figure something out."

In response to the questions posed by the main characters from Waterfall Town, the Sentinel Special Agent in the car remained silent for a moment before choosing this answer.

no way.

This is like a spring; the deeper you suppress it, the higher it will bounce back when you release it.

After all, it was agreed beforehand that once registered, as long as they do not violate human laws, the wizarding community enjoys the same freedoms as ordinary people.

Is it illegal to grab a stranger and claim to be a wizard?

obviously.

That doesn't count.

But Locke never expected that on the second day after registration, a large group of wizards who were so oppressed by the Dolan Church that they could barely afford to eat would take to the streets to solicit customers.

Locke is trying to figure something out.

Sentinel Operations Command Center.

Locke stroked his chin, looking at the precisely located wizards soliciting customers on the streets in the satellite imagery, and then said to Maria Hill, who was on a remote video call, "Director Hill, why don't you take over?"

Maria Hill's lips twitched upon hearing this.

"Supervisor Underwood, do you want to hear what you're saying? We're not talking about a few wizards, we're talking about over four thousand wizards."

"so what?"

Locke said curiously, "Anyway, S.H.I.E.L.D. is a large and powerful organization, unlike our Sentinel Special Operations Department, whose funding comes from Congress."

Hill was speechless: "SHIELD isn't a charity."

There's an old saying that's absolutely true: sometimes, too much happiness can become a source of trouble.

Before recruiting any extraordinary beings, I was just thinking about them, but now that we have them, there are just too many of them.

Hill was thinking of rebuilding the Howling Commandos:

Can...-

I've never heard of a Roaring Assault Team consisting of more than four thousand wizards, and even if she wanted to, I doubt the five overlords would agree.

The most important thing.

"Director Underwood, we were working together."

"I know."

"So what's your solution?"

"Ignore, ignore, and don't ask."

"What?"

"These wizards are just soliciting customers on the street; they haven't broken the law. So why bother with them? Besides, if we do, it will damage our credibility."

The rule is that everything not prohibited by law is free.

As a result, you said it one minute and then immediately forbade those sorcerers from soliciting customers on the street.

On a small scale, it won't have a big impact; on a larger scale, it means that you don't intend to keep your own word.

In any case, Locke had no intention of doing anything before these wizards broke the law.

The main issue was that S.H.I.E.L.D. had noticed the wizarding sentiment in New York City, so Maria Hill called him in to discuss what to do.

As Locke spoke, he glanced at Maria Hill on the big screen and smiled slightly.

"Chief Hill, times have changed."

Maria Hill, who was at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, frowned slightly upon hearing Locke's words: "What is Director Underwood trying to say?"

Locke, sitting in his chair, shrugged and said, "When Director Hill noticed the wizarding sentiment in New York City, his first thought was to suppress it, simply because S.H.I.E.L.D.'s duty is to be a shield, standing between supernatural beings and ordinary people. But, can it really hold them back?"

If S.H.I.E.L.D. could really stop them, mutants wouldn't exist, and neither would the Sentinel Special Operations Service.

To put it bluntly.

Since the establishment of the Sentinel Special Operations Bureau, a large hole has been torn in the barrier that S.H.I.E.L.D. hoped to use to separate ordinary people from the extraordinary world.

Hill naturally understood this as well.

but..

"Does Supervisor Underwood mean he's just abandoning all responsibility?"

"No, we definitely need to take action."

Locke smiled slightly: "It's better to guide than to block, but that doesn't mean opening the floodgates completely. If that were the case, would my Sentinel Special Operations Department and Director Hill's S.H.I.E.L.D. still have any meaning? Don't you think so?"

Hill shook his head and smiled: "I thought Director Underwood was going to say something like, 'Let's just disband S.H.I.E.L.D. on the spot.'"

Locke chuckled, "I had no such intention. If I did, I wouldn't have let your people take Calder away, would I?"

Speaking of Calder...

Locke paused, then asked curiously, "Where's Natasha? Didn't we agree to take Calder away today? I'm not going to protect you—..."

Just as he was about to say that they did not provide safekeeping services, the door behind him was pushed open, and Debbie led Natasha in from outside.

Locke turned to look at Natasha as she walked in and smiled slightly: "I was just saying why you weren't here yet."

Natasha first greeted her superior Maria Hill on the big screen, then looked at Locke and said, "You didn't say anything bad about me, did you?"

Locke smiled and stood up: "How could that be? I was just praising you to Director Hill for your bravery and fearlessness, and I thought you should get a raise."

Natasha rolled her eyes at Locke and then changed the subject.

"Our people have arrived. When can we hand them over?"

"Now."

Locke said this, then looked at Maria Hill on the big screen: "SHIELD has extensive experience dealing with supernatural beings, and only SHIELD is qualified to develop a set of laws applicable to all supernatural beings. What do you say, Director Hill?"

Hill nodded. "I will report this to the Security Council."

Locke smiled, said nothing more, looked at the sentry on the control panel, and raised his hand in a throat-slitting gesture.

The sentry understood and closed the remote video chat interface.

Locke then turned around and, with Natasha in tow, headed toward Calder, who was being held in the special operations interrogation room on the forty-fourth floor.

Calder, his eyes red, looked at young Dolan in the cell next door.

The look in his eyes was as if he wanted to devour his flesh and drink his blood.

Actually, Calder and Blade are the same kind of people.

Blade is the kind of person who makes anyone who kills a vampire his friend, and so is Calder; whoever kills an evil wizard is his friend.

The same reason.

Anyone who helps an evil wizard deserves to die.

Young Dolan tried to stay as far away from Calder as possible, shrinking into a corner of the cage, hugging his knees with his arms, burying his head in the sand, trying to escape Calder's cannibalistic gaze, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.

Natasha looked at the huddled, trembling young Dolan: "What are you going to do with this guy?"

Locke glanced at young Dolan, thought for a moment, and said, "Send him to the mutant lab."

Natasha nodded and said nothing more.

Upon hearing this, young Dolan, who was in the cage, snapped out of his ostrich-like state, looked up at Locke outside with a look of terror, stood up, and rushed to the front of the cage: "I don't want to—ah!"

One,

The instant his hands touched the iron bars, a powerful electric current caused him to scream in agony, and then he slammed into the wall.

Locke chuckled upon seeing this: "If you're not going to the mutant lab, where do you want to go? To see the Blood Queen?"

Young Dolan struggled to his feet, his will to survive taking over.

A mutant lab?

Is that a place that ordinary people can go?

Everyone knows that those mad scientists in the mutant lab are experimenting on ordinary people to see if they can create artificial mutants.

"Let me go, and I'll take you to the Tree Witches. I know where they are."

"You really know."

"Really, let me go, and I'll take you to find him right away."

I don't believe it.

Locke chuckled: "Go to the mutant lab with peace of mind. You don't need to worry about the Tree Witch."

Now that he has the Blood Queen's heart, he doesn't need to actively seek out the Tree Witch.

Because the tree witch will obediently come to you.

All he had to do was wait patiently for the opportunity to come to him.

After saying this, Locke stretched out his right hand and waved it.

Young Dolan in the cage wanted to say something, but the sentry who opened the cage slapped him across the mouth, causing blood to flow instantly. He was then stuffed with gags and dragged out.

Natasha turned to look at young Dolan, who was being dragged away amidst sobs.

"Aren't you afraid someone will complain about your use of excessive force?"

"Do they have human rights?"

Locke smiled slightly: "Besides, our Sentinel Guards only check for treason, not violent law enforcement."

Compared to the internal affairs departments of other law enforcement agencies, the internal affairs department of the Sentinel Special Service is far too anthropomorphic.

In a word.

As long as you arrest mutants, the Sentinels don't care if you use excessive force.

Furthermore...

Mutants aren't even human anymore, let alone other extraordinary life forms.

soon.

After signing the handover papers, a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent walked up to Locke and Natasha and said, "Sir, the handover is complete."

Natasha nodded, then looked at Locke.

"Then I'll send the person back first."

"it is good."

"Bonnie and the others should be arriving soon."

"It's already on its way."

"Okay, see you at the church later?"