A Certain Marvel Super Player

No one knows whether this police officer is miserable or not, because Beckett and others still don't know whether he is telling the truth or a lie.

but……

While waiting for the video from the law enforcement recorder to be sent over, the police officer also followed in the footsteps of his accomplices, but was still politely invited back to the police station.

He didn't resist and seemed really innocent.

When he entered the elevator, he happened to bump into George who was walking out of it.

Gwen's eyes widened slightly, and with a hiss, she pulled Locke next to her and pulled Locke in front of her, facing George's gaze for her.

George turned to look at the scene of the police officer walking into the elevator, turned around, and looked at Beckett: "Isn't it a kidnapping case?"

How come you kidnapped one of your own?

Beckett put down the phone in his hand, looked at George walking over, and quickly told George what happened while George hung up the phone and rushed here.

After hearing this, George frowned a little.

"Why is it Dolan again?"

"Um?"

Beckett was stunned for a moment and looked at George: "Are you also familiar with this Dolan?"

George nodded, then shook his head: "In the past few days, Copp has been dealing with Dolan a lot, an organization that uses the guise of a sect to hunt down all kinds of innocent women..."

Yes.

organize.

In George's mind, sects all lead people to do good, and sects like this with extreme doctrines are better called organizations, with the word "terror" added in front of them.

Beckett listened to George's words, nodded, looked at the small book in his hand, and then said: "I will take Ryan and Esposito back to investigate first."

George hummed, and then, as if he thought of something, he raised his head and glanced at Locke, as well as Gwen, who was hiding behind Locke but still showing her big ponytail, and her eyebrows skipped a beat.

I can't tell that this is no longer a serious problem of ventilation, but an outright rebellion.

hateful.

He actually learned how to snitch on Helen?

I learned bad things from following the wild boar!

George sighed in his heart and looked at Beckett: "Let's go back together. I was planning to come back and investigate the Dolan Church."

George has no control over good witches and bad witches, and he doesn't want to.

He only knows one thing.

If you break the law, you will be punished by the law, and his duty is to bring those who break the law before the law and accept the trial of the law.

Dolan Church in New Orleans is mad.

The endless witch skeletons in Lake Leary were still dangling in front of his eyes, which made George couldn't help but wonder if the headquarters of the Dolan Church was in New York, and the Hudson riverbed was also littered with so-called witch skeletons.

after all……

The headquarters of Dolan Church in New York is located near the Hudson River.

Therefore, when George came back from New Orleans, he thought about conducting an investigation into the Dolan Church. However, he did not expect that as soon as he came back, the Dolan Church seemed to come to his door.

soon.

George, Beckett and others left the hospital directly.

After a while.

The door of the operating room was pushed open. Then, a doctor wearing protective clothing took off his heavy protective clothing, revealing his sweaty face. He took off his wet mask and looked at the swarming doctors. Mrs. De, Sam Malik and others had relatively relaxed expressions: "The patient has a very strong desire to live. He is the second patient I have ever seen with such a strong desire to live."

Locke raised his eyebrows and looked at the doctor.

Only then did I realize that the doctor in front of me seemed to be the doctor who performed the surgery on Jeff Martin, who was the first person to drink a large bottle of blood.

When Mrs. Codd, Gwen and others heard the doctor's words, they couldn't help but breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

The doctor continued: "However, the patient's desire to survive is very strong, but that does not mean that the situation is very optimistic. In fact, the situation is a bit bad. Although we have rescued him, he is not out of danger yet. You may need to be mentally prepared."

Several people nodded.

This is a standard talking point. After all, you can't talk too much. If something happens, it won't end well.

Sam said directly: "Can we take a look?"

Gwen and others nodded, and then looked at the doctor expectantly.

The doctor shook his head: "No, the patient is not suitable for visits at this time."

"We're outside, separated by glass."

"..."

In the intensive observation unit.

Locke and others stood outside the window and looked at the people inside who were also wearing protective clothing. Then, their eyes fell on a hospital bed inside.

There was a mummy lying on the hospital bed.

Well……

Jessica Campbell's entire body was tightly wrapped in gauze. From this angle, it seemed that even her eyes were wrapped.

It was similar to a beggar's chicken, the only difference was that Jessica was not buried, and there was no fire underneath.

"God!"

"Jessica..."

"Gosh."

Seeing Jessica's current appearance, Gwen and others couldn't help but exclaimed, covering their mouths, with a look of empathy in their eyes.

Sam Malick was almost pressed against the glass, as if he wanted to get in.

About five minutes.

The doctor came over. This is an intensive care unit after all. In principle, so many people are not allowed to come in. But, who is it that there is a billionaire here, and the other is the daughter of a senior commissioner of the New York Police Department? The important point is that there is also a powerful young man in Washington.

However, you can't afford to offend if you don't offend, but this is a hospital after all. Just like you need to respect the anesthetist and the doctor on the operating table, you still need to respect the rules of the doctor and the hospital here.

Out of the intensive care unit.

Mrs. Codd raised her wrist to look at the time on her watch, then looked at Locke and others: "Okay, you all go back first. There is no point in staying here. It's fine for me to be here. Jessica's aunt is already here." On the way here."

Jessica's aunt was in another state, but after receiving the news, she rushed to New York as soon as possible. She would probably arrive in New York City around ten o'clock in the evening.

Gwen said: "We are here to accompany you."

Betty and Kahn nodded: "Yes, Mrs. Codd, Jessica is our good friend."

Mrs. Codd shook her head: "It's useless to stay here. We can't get in either. We've all gone back. Come back tomorrow."

Sam Malik spoke up at this time and looked at Locke: "Yes, you go back first. If Jessica wakes up, I will tell you. Mrs. Cord and I will just stay here."

Gwen and others looked at each other.

after awhile.

They didn't force it and left the hospital without any hesitation. After all, Mrs. Codd was right, Jessica was in the intensive care unit, and it was impossible for them to wake her up early if they stayed here.

"See you tomorrow, Gwen!"

"good."

Locke and Gwen waved to Carrie and Betty and got into the car driven by Kahn.

After getting in the car.

Cindy, who got into the passenger seat, turned to look at Locke and Gwen in the back seat: "Then cancel the trip to Canada."

Gwen hummed: "Okay."

Originally, the four of them had agreed to go skiing together in a Canadian ski resort.

But this is definitely not suitable right now.

If Jessica were an ordinary classmate, it wouldn't matter, but Jessica is not only a classmate, but also a good friend. After such a big thing happened to a good friend, he immediately went on vacation to go skiing. What do you think? , why is something inappropriate?

"Refund the ticket."

Gwen smiled and said, "Save some money and we can go out together during the summer vacation in July."

Cindy nodded: "Okay, let's go have dinner and pack a meal for Mrs. Cord and Sam?"

"good."

"Kahn."

Cindy smiled, snapped her fingers, and looked at Kahn who was driving: "Go to Fifth Avenue. It is said that there is an orthodox Eastern restaurant there."

Kahn understood, and then, when the traffic light in front was about to flash, he changed lanes directly from the rightmost lane, rushed out with a whoosh, and then completed the left turn at the moment the light turned red. Then, speed up and head towards Fifth Avenue.

By the time Locke got home, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

Came back alone.

Originally, Gwen planned to sleep here in the Star Building, but there was no case, and George probably had an excuse not to go, so Gwen had to go back and keep an eye on it.

After Locke went home and took a shower, Gwen's message was sent.

After returning home, Helen was angry and stopped making videos.

Locke smiled, edited a text message, sent it, and then went downstairs to have a glass of wine.

"Buzz!"

"Boom!"

Locke turned around and took out the bourbon from the cabinet, then turned to look at Carrie who came in from the terrace with a flash of purple light, and smiled: "Would you like a glass of wine?"

Carrie was ready to shake her head, but thought better of it and stepped closer.

"A little bit."

"good."

Locke reached a third of the bourbon and handed it to Carrie: "Here."

Carrie took it, thanked her, and then said with some confusion: "Why did the Dolan Church attack Jessica? Jessica is not a witch."

Locke sipped the wine in his glass: "Has the Campbell family checked?"

Carrie nodded: "I also thought maybe Jessica's grandmother might be a witch, so she was affected, but it's obviously not the case, so I don't understand why the Dolan Church would do this."

Locke smiled: "If it's not for faith, then it's for other things."

"For something else?"

"Um."

"money?"

After all, Carrie was also Chester's goddaughter, and she was also a witch. Naturally, Chester taught her what he could.

"But……"

Carrie opened her mouth, shook her head and said, "Why?"

Locke looked up at Carrie and smiled.

"Why?"

"That's a good question."

"Walk."

"Shouldn't we find out if we go and ask?"

"..."