The extraordinary life of a certain American comic.

Chapter 176: Sharpening the Knife to Attack the Witch

What Locke was saying was that Catherine should stop sucking blood randomly outside.

This is New York City, after all.

This is not to say that the public security in New York City is so good, but because you have no idea whether there is anything bad in the blood of a random person.

Although vampires will not get sick from sucking blood.

but……

What if?
Vampires can’t get pregnant yet, but Catherine is pregnant now.

The most important thing.

He is busy cleaning out vampires across New York State, and what if it is exposed that his woman is sucking vampires out there?

This is a scandal.

no doubt.

and so……

It's always better to be cautious.

Sentinel Special Service Building.

Forty-four floors.

"director."

"director."

The twelve clerical sentries who were working in the lobby outside greeted Locke again in unison after seeing him walk out of the elevator.

Locke nodded politely to everyone and walked into the inner office.

Jack is not here.

Debbie was sitting at her office, and next to her stood a petite but graceful woman with long silver hair and a pair of blue eyes that looked like the same pair as Locke's.

Who is this?
Locke raised an eyebrow.

The woman standing next to Debbie also saw Locke at this time. She was stunned at first, and then spoke quickly.

"director."

"Boss."

Debbie also saw Locke, her eyes lit up, and then she noticed Locke's gaze, and stood up from her seat in surprise, and stood in front of the woman naturally, blocking half of her body: "This is Emilia, the deputy information team leader I recruited."

Locke suddenly realized and nodded.

"Hello, Emilia."

"Boss, Chief Andrew is waiting for you."

"……it is good."

Locke, who was just about to get acquainted with his new subordinate, listened to Debbie's urging, postponed this idea for the time being, and walked towards his office: "Connect in."

In the office.

As soon as Locke pushed the door and walked in, Debbie sent in the projection of the video call.

Director Andrew, who was projected over, took off his glasses and looked at Locke, who was also projected in front of his desk after stepping into the office. Although it was not yet ten o'clock, he was still connected: "Finally back to work?"

Locke listened to Director Andrew's teasing and shrugged.

"I have asked for leave."

"But I asked you to come back before the operation began."

"I'm on tour."

Locke had already prepared an excuse: "The vampires in the capital Albany and Syracuse have been dealt with. The vampires left in these two places are all registered vampires."

"other places?"

"With my Super God Special Operations Team member Blade here, if nothing unexpected happens, the work in the remaining cities will be completed within a month."

"Not surprisingly?"

Chief Andrew heard the key words: "So, there has been an accident?"

Locke nodded, poured a glass of wine from the bar, sat on the sofa, and told Director Andrew about his attacks by the tree-shaped witch in Falls Town and also in Albany Blade.

This time, he was able to carry out his operation of hunting vampires in the entire New York State without the support of Director Andrew.

Moreover, despite his selfish motives, there are benefits to be gained for the Sentinel Secret Service.

The Sentinel Secret Service has now gained jurisdiction over known supernatural creatures in New York State, and through this operation of hunting vampires it can better establish its prestige in the supernatural world.

It's a win-win!

Again.

He had said before that any act of helping vampires would be regarded as wanting to enjoy the same treatment as vampires.

and so……

There is no need to hide it.

As Director Andrew listened to Locke's story, his expression gradually became serious.

"This is the first time that our Sentinel Special Service has made a voice to the entire supernatural world. Are there really other supernatural creatures rushing to join the action?"

"Apparently, these tree witches think we're as weak as Nick Fury's SHIELD was."

Locke spared no effort to put on eye drops: "Chief, this is our first shot. We must kill one to warn the rest."

After all, he is only the state operations director, not the federal operations director.

New York State is neither small nor big. After he used an iron fist to kill the vampires in Albany and Syracuse in the past two days, by the time the vampires in other cities react, there may not be many vampires left to hunt.

The extraordinary points transmitted back today are obviously less than those transmitted back in the previous two days.

He was originally thinking about which supernatural being to target next, but the tree-like witch showed up at his doorstep.

This is just like someone is trying to take a nap and offers you a pillow.

Anyway, he won't go hunting mutants. As I said before, hunting mutants can easily cause family conflicts.

But witches are different.

Well known.

The Federation has always had a tradition of exterminating witches.

really.

Director Andrew listened to Locke's eye drops and snorted: "It seems that these witches have forgotten the Salem witch trials."

This is the first recorded witch trial in federal history.

The brutality of this witch trial was no less than the witch trials in medieval Europe.

Locke continued to apply eye drops.

"The sky is clear, the wind has died down, and these witches think they can do it again." "Then kill them!"

Director Andrew made the final decision and said in a deep voice: "We have spent so much time and effort to finally gain jurisdiction over the supernatural creatures in New York State. We must let these lawless supernatural creatures know that the Federation is a federation of humans, not theirs."

Locke said seriously, "I understand, Chief."

With the endorsement of Director Andrew, his subsequent actions would be in line with procedures and legal.

After all, he is a good man who abides by the law.

but……

After Director Andrew finished speaking, he frowned and said, "It's hard to find these tree-shaped witches."

After all, witches are not like vampires. They cannot travel during the day and can only hide during the day and come out at night.

and……

They now have experience in dealing with vampires.

But a witch?
"Will UV bullets kill them?"

"Chief, the witches in Salem were burned alive."

Witch is just their profession. After all, their bodies are no different from those of ordinary people.

As long as someone gets close to them, not to mention these witches, even if it is the savior of Hogwarts next door, with his hands tied, his mouth blocked, and tied to a rack, he can still be burned to death.

Upon hearing this, Director Andrew smiled with an expression of realization.

"That's right, so you already have a plan?"

"Have."

"Have you found their lair?"

"No, but I will find them and give them the same treatment as vampires."

Neither the witch outside Waterfall Town nor the two witches in Albany had any memory of the tree-shaped witch's lair.

Director Andrew listened to Locke's confident words and seemed to have thought of something.

"Are you planning to wait for the tree-like witch to kidnap Blade again, and then follow Blade's trail to find them?"

"This is a last resort."

Locke was blunt.

This is also why he said that it would be more advantageous to continue letting the blade kill vampires outside rather than retracting the blade.

Blade is a hybrid, and the tree-like witch wants to kidnap Blade to be a vessel for the Bloody Queen.

That being the case, he might not be able to find where the tree witches' lair was in New York City, but he could find out where they had taken the blade.

But he did not act on his own, but left the decision to Blade.

The conspiracy cannot be told to others.

As for open conspiracy, there is nothing that can be hidden from others, and it is a grand and glorious road.

If you have the guts, go and kidnap Blade. As long as you dare, I will follow the scent of Blade to find your lair.

Seeing that Locke really had a plan, Director Andrew didn't say anything more, nodded, and prepared to hang up the phone.

at this time.

Locke suddenly remembered something.

"Wait, Chief."

"Is there anything else?"

"Have."

Locke nodded seriously, then looked at Director Andrew and said, "I'm applying for a pay raise."

Director Andrew thought Locke was going to say something important, but when he heard Locke's serious expression saying that he just wanted a raise, he was stunned for a moment and then completely speechless.

"Are you short of money?"

"Shortage, of course it's shortfall."

Locke said righteously, "Look at other state action directors. They all live in luxury houses and drive luxury cars. Look at me. I still rent a house. I used to have a car, a second-hand one, but it was bombed not long ago. The bad news is that the car loan is still there. How can I not be short of money?"

Director Andrew just laughed out loud.

"Who do you think is responsible?"

“The salary is low.”

Even though the state operations director is considered a state governor, his salary has not increased much.

Locke's annual salary is only about 250,000 yuan now.

Even this is a drop in the bucket compared to the housing prices in Manhattan.

Director Andrew was speechless.

"Operation directors in other states earn the same salary as you, so why do they live in luxury houses and drive luxury cars? Why haven't I heard them complain about their low salary?"

Speaking of it.

Director Andrew seemed to be amused by himself: "The Sentinel Secret Service has been established for so long, and you are the first one to complain to the director about the low salary. Have you ever wondered why other state action directors live in luxury houses and drive luxury cars?"

“I love my work and don’t want anything else.”

"Then think about it!"

"Bureau..."

"There's no room for negotiation on salary increase. You should go to the garage to find a car yourself. You should find a mansion yourself. You still have the nerve to ask me. You are not ashamed to tell others about it. If you don't have money, you can earn it yourself. Do you need me to teach you this? I'm dead!"

"Chief, please don't. I have shed blood for this bureau..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Director Andrew has cut off the communication.

Locke looked at the disappearing projection and blinked.

after awhile.

Debbie and Jack pushed the door open and walked in.

"Boss."

"Boss, you are finally back."

Jack, who had just returned, looked at Locke with surprise.

Locke asked his two trusted confidants and generals to sit down, then leaned against the desk, touched his chin and said, "I'm short of money. Do you have any good ideas?"

Jack and Debbie: "..."

(End of this chapter)