I made up myths in America

Chapter 23 The Old Rice Flag
The four of them have been friends since childhood.

Not a relative, but better than a relative.

Seeing that Mina was fine, each of them was happy from the bottom of their hearts.

The youngest Ahano said happily, “That’s great, Sister Mina, we were just worried about you.

"Don't worry, Ahano, I'm a witch blessed by the gods. I'm very powerful. I came here specifically to save you..."

Only in front of a few close friends did Mina reveal her playful side as a girl.

She looked up and smiled at them, asked them to come closer to her, and then raised her hand.

Boom!Boom! ! !
The water pipes buried under the police station burst at the same moment.

A large amount of tap water inside seemed to have heard the command and spurted out from the pipes, converging to the room where Mina was at an extremely fast speed, forming a blue tornado formed by high-speed rotating water flow, carrying Mina, Ahanu and the other two, breaking through the roof of the police station and disappearing into the air.

……

"Fortunately, I made the right decision!"

Ten minutes later, Philadelphia Police Commissioner Daniel Outlaw, who had gone out on the pretext of leaving, rushed back and looked at the mess in the police station. Instead of being angry, he was happy.

He felt that now the Indian witch had no reason to target him.

After all, he has tried his best.

Will this incident affect his position and future promotion?

Daniel Outlaw isn't worried at all.

His ancestors were Union Jacks, and he knew several high-ranking officials and congressmen in Pennsylvania. This matter would not cause any trouble as long as he gave them a heads-up.

He is also the unwavering commissioner of the Philadelphia Police Department, with an unblemished record.

"Oh, Chief, there's one more thing. The investigation team asked us to send enough police officers to the First National Bank of the United States to maintain order. There are too many people checking in and taking photos there."

At this time, a trusted subordinate in the police station brought up another matter.

Daniel Otero's face immediately darkened when he heard this.

"Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier?"

……

Near the First National Bank of the United States.

Although the strange phenomenon in the sky here has long disappeared, the number of people watching the fun has not decreased, but has increased.

Everyone came here for the giant's corpse whose flames were still lingering.

After all, such a precious opportunity to show off may only come once, and people who want to show off in front of their friends or on social media don't want to miss it.

Even though the gang members had raised the price to one hundred dollars because there were so many people, everyone still accepted it.

The lively scene did not subside until the Philadelphia Police Department sent a large number of police officers to maintain order. However, some Americans who paid but did not get their photos taken were still dissatisfied with this. Instead of leaving, they gathered together to protest against the police.

"The Giant belongs to everyone. You police officers can't monopolize him."

"Yes, this is the property of all American citizens, and the sacred property rights of citizens must not be violated."

“Taking photos with giants is our freedom!!”

At the same time, they were holding guns, and the onlookers did not dare to speak loudly to the ferocious gang members, but in front of these policemen, they were louder than each other, and even dared to squeeze forward with riot shields.

This farce did not stop until the investigation team called the fire department and sprayed them with high-pressure water cannons.

The giant's body, with the remaining flames on it extinguished, was lifted by four Black Hawk helicopters using special alloy steel cables and transported to Harrisburg Air Force Base not far from downtown Philadelphia.

The base was built in 1898 and was originally used as an army maintenance station and supply center.

Later, as information technology developed at an increasingly rapid pace, the US military realized the importance of electronic warfare, and the base's garrison was replaced by the 193rd Special Operations Squadron.

This is an informationized force equipped with EJ-130J electronic warfare aircraft produced by Lockheed Martin and a large number of offensive drones to carry out cyber warfare missions.

The person in charge of the base was Colonel Ernest Joseph, who had spoken with William Stephen before.

He was a little panicked in his office at the moment.

Especially when he heard that William Stephen died miserably and was tortured to death by the Indian girl Mina using an ancient punishment, he felt that he had one foot on the door of death.

When the second half of the foot steps in depends on when the girl thinks of taking revenge on her own.

"No, I have to think of a way."

Although Ernest Joseph was used to being the head of a high-ranking base and had a bright future in the army, it was the first time he felt helpless that his destiny was not in his own hands.

He paced around the room anxiously, when suddenly a light bulb went off in his head and a good idea came to his mind.

He remembered the Indian witch, and it seemed that his mother was in the hospital with terminal brain cancer.

If he could only get hold of this old Indian woman...

Thinking of this, Ernest Joseph immediately took out his cell phone and called the Presbyterian Hospital in the suburbs of Philadelphia.

Then he got some very bad news.

Just five minutes ago, Linda, who was in the late stage of brain cancer, suffered a sudden emergency and was declared dead in the operating room by the attending physician.

Not long afterward, the man's body disappeared from the hospital morgue.

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