A Certain Marvel Super Player

It's actually pretty good to know what's going on outside.

Now is the age of the Internet.

Go online to know what's going on in the world.

but……

Locke didn't swipe his mobile phone on the police car. After all, playing with his mobile phone behind the police car always felt like he didn't fall into a coma after taking anesthesia, and he didn't respect the profession of a police officer.

Back to the hotel.

"Sit anywhere."

After Locke opened the room, he smiled at Copp and George who came in behind: "You're welcome, just treat it like your own home, Copp, vodka or bourbon?"

"Bourbon."

"OK."

Locke nodded and walked towards the bar.

After George came in, he looked around blankly.

It is indeed a suite for two thousand dollars a night.

this space.

this layout.

This air... It seems that it is indeed better than the outside, exuding a strong smell of money that is not available outside.

"give."

"thanks."

Locke handed the bourbon to Cope, then looked at George, and passed the bourbon in his hand: "George?"

George came back to his senses and looked at Locke.

The enthusiastic boar holds a glass of bourbon that also exudes the wildness of money.

George took it expressionlessly and squeezed a thank you from his teeth.

Locke smiled slightly: "You're welcome!"

George: "..."

at this time.

on the sofa.

Gwen looked at the picture on the tablet in his hand and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Locke approached, looked for the tablet as soon as he came in, and seemed to be very concerned about the tablet in Gwen's hand, who had just happened at the Witch Academy.

Into the eye!

Locke raised an eyebrow.

He originally thought that the Salem dimension exists here and does not exist here, just like Schrödinger's cat, except that the person inside the box can observe the specific situation, but the person outside cannot observe it.

but……

Locke suddenly remembered that it seemed that the Salem dimension, once separated from the endless dimension, became the territory of the Federation, only to protect an area of ​​the witch.

so.

now it's right.

In the picture, at the moment when the Salem dimension appeared, the starlight dotted with stars and the peculiar Salem appeared in the witch academy like a mirage.

But this is not a mirage, after all, no one's mirage is around, not in the sky.

Even the scene where Shining Siro turned into an endless nebula and began to merge with the broken Salem was all there, but when the photographer was running and preparing to get close to some shots, the picture started as if the frame dropped. It shook, and then, with a bang, the screen turned into snowflakes.

The same is true of other videos of the shooter circulating online.

There is probably no problem with shooting at a distance of one kilometer from the Witch Academy, but if you shoot at close range within one kilometer, the video picture will suddenly be distorted or even automatically shut down.

Very normal.

Just like why every time humans shoot other things, such as water monsters, such as snowmen, etc., every time they find it, they can only testify to some distant videos or photos.

In fact, it's not that they can't get it out.

But the rules don't allow it.

A rule similar to that which can only be viewed from a distance and not to be played with, in simple terms, that is, the technology side can only observe the existence of the mysterious side from a distance and cannot appreciate it at close range.

After all, gods, etc., all take the mysterious side. Naturally, although the Marvel universe, mystery and technology go together, in the final analysis, this universe is still the world of the mysterious side, and the technology side is suppressed by the mysterious side. A very normal thing happened.

However, the three of Locke think this picture is normal, but it doesn't mean that other people also think the picture is normal.

Not to mention that at this moment, because the mirage has receded, the live broadcast can finally be re-lived, and there are many live broadcast media reporters outside the Witch Academy.

In this room alone, there are two curious people.

George and Cope.

but……

On the way back, George, combined with the previous Voodoo Queen story, seems to have understood what happened, but just in case, he still needs to confirm.

"Speak!"

George moved directly to the stool, and watched the upgrade again, promoted to "severely leaky and black-hearted fishnet cotton", but she used to be Gwen, the daughter of "cute and lovely", she seemed to give up completely: "You said yes that day. How many of your friends are witches? Same as the head of darkness?"

OMG!

I spend every day trying to find a way to catch the Dark Head of State, so that I can follow the clues to catch the Dark Head of State's accomplice, the unparalleled assassin.

but……

Never thought that the inner ghost was always by his side?

And is she your once-baby girl?

George was a little unacceptable for a while.

Gwen was stunned for a moment, then returned to his senses: "What? No, Zoe and the others are of different factions from the Dark Head of State."

Ok.

That's what Gwen learned while taking witch classes.

Just as people are different, witches and witches are also different.

Gwen tried to justify Zoe and the others: "Zoe and the others are the witches of Salem, while the Dark Lord is the witch of the M78 Nebula. They're different."

She didn't know, in fact, just now, Salem had merged with M78 Nebula, just like the two companies, merged and went public.

George blinked, shocked to hear the term popping out of Gwen's mouth.

Locke looked at the time on his watch and suggested, "Let's eat first."

When I was working, I didn’t feel that time passed quickly. I just looked at the time, and it was already more than six o’clock. At this point, if I didn’t eat, then there was a problem with my mind.

After eating.

George seems to want to continue his quest for the truth.

but.

Gwen blinked and looked at George: "Dad, we're going back tomorrow."

George looked at the curved corners of his daughter's mouth, looked at Kapp's small eyes that had been arranged next to him, took a deep breath, and chose to leave with Kapp.

The witch thing can go back and study slowly, anyway, he has even seen vampires, and another witch is also a matter of sprinkling water.

It's the last night that matters.

After all, Cope had already arranged his last night's itinerary.

drink wine.

watch the ball.

Then drinking.

George felt that brotherhood was more worthy of his attention than the witch incident. Anyway, he was not a witch, and the CIA and the Homeland Security Agency were there, no matter how much attention they paid, he was just a melon eater.

Locke looked at George and Cope who were walking away, opened his mouth, and looked at Gwen next to him: "You go back, don't you really think about telling Helen about the release of George?"

Gwen looked at Locke and blinked: "I report to my mother every day."

Locke looked at Gwen, who suddenly flashed big eyes, and then, at the taillights that had disappeared, his eyes gradually became sympathetic.

Poor George, it is estimated that after returning home, the monthly living expenses of 200 will be cut in half.

Locke mourned for George in his heart.

Back to the hotel.

Just as Locke took off his clothes, he heard Gwen in the living room shout, "Locke, come quickly."

Go into the living room.

Gwen was standing over the TV.

into the eye.

The TV screen showed the interior of the Witch Academy.

Take a look at the logo of the live TV station.

Ok.

over in Washington.

It should be a media that has deep cooperation with the CIA.

This is normal.

Washington.

Not to mention that the media has a deep cooperative relationship with the CIA, even if it is a call girl or something, there is a boss who has a certain cooperative relationship with the CIA.

after all……

Some politicians from European countries, when they come to the Commonwealth and Washington, they will definitely need to vent some of their fatigue. Let’s just say, as long as the phone girls who are high-grade in Washington, basically, from a certain point of view In terms of the above, they are all non-staff partners of the CIA.

Otherwise, where did the CIA get so many scandals about foreign politicians?

Do you really think agents can do anything?

An agent, to put it bluntly, is a well-established killer. He is best at killing people. Intelligence or something has never been the specialty of agents and killers.

on the screen.

Wearing a simple floral dress and long blond hair, Cordelia was introducing the interview and issuing a statement.

A statement about witches.

A statement that fully dissects and elaborates the past and present of the Salem witches, starting with the Salem massacre.

Gwen turned on the phone.

no doubt.

This statement, released just an hour ago, has become a hot topic within a period of time, and even the group of Zhongcheng University has been discussed.

The same is true in the small group of Locke and others.

"Cindy: "Gwen, Gwen, come out, something big is happening in New Orleans."

"Kahn: "Witches, are they all beautiful?"

"Cindy: "???""

"Kem: "Damn, if I knew I wouldn't be in Hawaii, I should have gone to New Orleans."

"Betty: "Did Gwen go to New Orleans too? Didn't Carrie and Locke go?"

"Gwen: "I and Locke are going back tomorrow.""

With Gwen bubbling.

next second.

Cindy sent the video directly.

Gwen is on.

The video was just on, Cindy, like a machine gun fired.

twitter.

Cindy looked excited: "Gwen, Gwen, tell me quickly, what's going on, wow, witch, I just found out on the Internet that the dark leader Syndra is also in New Orleans these days, God, If I had known, I would have gone with you, **** it."

Carrie looked at the excited Cindy in the video~www.wuxiamtl.com~, blinked, looked at Locke, and seemed to say, isn't it a witch, what is there to make a fuss about.

Locke sipped the wine in his glass.

For this, you should ask the Dolanist who has been judged by you.

In a word.

I hate myself for not being a witch.

Gwen opened his mouth several times, but Cindy didn't give Gwen a chance to speak at all.

Cindy chatted, and finally said, "Gwen, wait for me, I'll be there tomorrow too."

Only then did Gwen find the opportunity and covered his forehead: "Why are you here? Do you think that if you come here, you will be able to contact the witches, and also, don't we go skiing?"

Cindy: "..."

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