Chapter 36 Conversation in the Women's Restroom
Locke ignored Brown's hesitant gaze and stood up directly and walked towards the bathroom.
only……
Just as he entered the corner of the bathroom, there was a force coming from the women's bathroom.
Before he could react, he was pulled into the women's bathroom... stall.
Boom!
The compartment door is closed.
When Locke came to his senses, he saw Natasha closing the compartment door with her right foot, sitting on his lap and hugging his neck.
And he sat on the toilet.
This... is not as good as Bidong.
Locke's mouth twitched, and then he looked at Natasha who was hugging his neck and looking at him lovingly and said hello.
"Hi!"
"Hi?"
Natasha raised her eyebrows. When she was about to speak, her eyes fell on Locke's chest, and then she looked at Locke: "Are you injured?"
While talking, Natasha took off Locke's coat and unbuttoned the shirt underneath.
Locke couldn't stop Natasha, and he didn't bother to stop her. He looked down at his wound.
Enter the eyes.
The wound that originally showed bone had healed, leaving only a red mark.
Natasha reached out and touched it, then looked at Locke.
"What happened?"
"vampire?"
"Um."
Natasha frowned.
Locke has been naming vampires this month, and she knows it.
only……
Natasha was a little confused: "Your equipment for dealing with vampires is more professional than ours, how come you are still injured?"
This is the truth.
She was also curious. It was clear that before Nick Fury came to power, SHIELD's equipment research and development was still remarkable.
But since Nick Fury came to power and increased investment in scientific research, the Scientific Equipment Department has rarely produced new equipment.
Take UV bullets for example.
Look at the Sentinel Secret Service. If you place an order on the same day, it doesn’t even take a whole day. The Sentinel Secret Service can make it in just one night.
What about SHIELD?
Not to mention the holy water bomb, even the ultraviolet bullet has not been developed by SHIELD for a month.
The question is that scientific research takes time.
I need your grandma's legs.
Natasha seriously suspected that the funds allocated by the bureau had been embezzled by those guys.
But she has no evidence.
Locke adjusted his sitting position on the toilet, looked at Natasha and said, "This one is a little special tonight."
Natasha frowned and said, "How special is it?"
Locke shrugged.
"Dickon Frost."
"Oh... wait... who?"
Natasha was stunned for a moment and looked at Locke, who bared his teeth involuntarily: "Who are you talking about?"
Locke said nothing.
He's a little sore now.
Natasha looked at Locke's expression and gave Locke a white eye.
"Okay, let's talk."
"Dickon Frost is dead."
"What?"
Natasha's eyes widened: "Are you sure it's Dickon Frost, the leader of the vampires, who is really dead and pretending to be dead?"
Locke shrugged: "It's almost the same."
He couldn't be too precise about this kind of thing.
After all, he was unconscious and did not witness the death of Dickon Frost.
Natasha clicked her tongue twice in shock, then looked at Locke with a sigh in her tone.
"You Sentinel Secret Service are really a bunch of lunatics. You are really not afraid that Dickon Frost will die and the vampires in the city will riot."
"Well……"
Locke opened his mouth and looked at Natasha, but hesitated to speak.
"Hiss, light..."
"explain."
"All right."
Locke sighed, hugged Natasha with his arms, and shook his head.
"If we don't tell you now, you should know tomorrow. If nothing else happens, it was Blade who killed Dickon Frost."
"What?"
"Bo!"
Natasha stood up in shock and looked at Locke: "Blade?"
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Fortunately, I had the foresight.
but……
Locke looked at Natasha who got up: "Can you sit down first?"
Natasha sneered and looked at Locke who looked helpless: "You want us to take the blame?"
She is an agent.
Still top-notch.
She felt something was wrong when Locke held her just now, and as soon as these words came out, she was 100% sure.
If the vampires in New York City riot, the blame will be 100% placed on the Sentinel Secret Service and their S.H.I.E.L.D.
The question is, who made the Blade who killed Dickon Frost a member of SHIELD?
What?
Temporary worker?
That's also a temporary worker for your SHIELD.
Natasha laughed angrily and looked at Locke, who was asking them to take the blame and asked her to sit down again: "Believe it or not, I chopped him up."
Locke was speechless: "Didn't you listen to what I just said? If I really planned to let you take the blame, would I say that it was probably the Blade that killed Dickon?"
Natasha frowned when she heard this.
"What's going on?"
"You sit down first. If you're tired of standing, I'm tired too."
"..."
Natasha was silent for a while and sat down again.
"You can talk now."
"Here's what happened."
Locke kept his word, intermittently, and asked Dickon Frost to meet with him during the day. Then he thought that this was a joint operation, so he notified Blade, and then what happened at the scene.
He didn't hide anything.
Because that's the truth.
Natasha's face was already a little flushed at this moment.
"So...you didn't see Dickon Frost really die?"
"right."
Locke nodded and told the truth: "But Blade is very sure that the ashes are Dickon's, but he also said that he doesn't remember."
After a while.
Natasha seemed to have thought of something, lowered her head and said to Locke: "Did you just say that there was a vampire missing from the scene?"
Locke adjusted his breathing: "Well, only Dickon's fangs were found at the scene, not his vampire slave."
Right.
What's that vampire's name?
Quinn?
That's what the Blade Warriors call him.
"You just said that the vampire's name is Quinn?"
"That's what Blade is called."
"hiss!"
After Natasha stood up, she took a breath of cold air: "You didn't see it with your own eyes, and Blade said he didn't remember it. Do you think there is a possibility that the vampire driver killed Dickon and planned to blame us?"
Locke: "..."
