Lake Railay.

George hung up the phone and walked back to Cope, who was standing by the lake and staring at the vast corpse below.

Cope looked at George returning.

"How is it? Are you ready?"

"Ah."

George shook his head and said, "My daughter has already taken the shape of that wild boar."

Ok.

George lied, and the reason he called Gwen was thinking of doing something different, like going to a New Orleans nightclub with his old friend Copp.

He was originally a little guilty and worried. What if Gwen called Helen to complain?

result....

Gwen didn't even ask, and while George felt a little lucky, he knew very well why.

That **** wild boar!

When I saw him and my daughter walking out of the restaurant for the first time back then, I should have taken him directly to the police station without asking or saying anything, and then turned them back to Texas.

Cope felt George's resentment, thought about his contact with Locke these days, and said to help: "Locke is pretty good, polite, and it's all because of Locke that he was able to solve the case this time."

George glanced at Cope: "You think I don't know?"

Copp shrugged: "I just said, this son-in-law is not bad."

George laughed and said, "If you knew that he had joined the CIA, would you still say this?"

Cope looked at George: "CIA? Ever, isn't he seventeen?"

George shook his head.

I briefly talked about the fact that Locke once joined the CIA and then broke up with the CIA.

Kapp nodded thoughtfully: "No wonder."

No wonder he always felt that Locke was very confident.

Originally from here.

The CIA took the initiative to invite him, and then, if they disagreed, they broke up directly. This is probably the first time in history. After all, George just rejected the CIA's invitation back then.

and....

Cope believed that if George had dared to play like this with the CIA at that time, it was estimated that the grass was already very high.

George looked at his old friend's expression, didn't bother to talk nonsense, directly changed the subject, looked at this busy scene, and said solemnly: "That dark head of state really said that, the day when the bones are cleaned up, is when Lake Leary returns. Time?"

Cope nodded: "Yes."

George's eyes twinkled: "That's great, we still have a chance."

"what?"

"The Dark Führer must still be in New Orleans."

"..."

This is the experience accumulated over the years as an old police detective in handling cases.

The suspect must still be in the city.

He still has a chance to catch the head of darkness, and then follow the clues to find the damned one, who is just like Locke, the unparalleled assassin of his old enemy in this life.

Locke robbed his daughter, and the unparalleled assassin robbed him of his record of perfect service.

This time...

"I will definitely catch you."

George vowed for the Nth time, clenched his fists, and his eyes flashed with a firm look for the Nth time: "Unparalleled Assassin!"

Copp opened his mouth.

Doesn't he know that the head of darkness is still in this city?

Can.

Knowing is one thing, how to catch it, no, let alone catch it, how to find it is a difficult question.

However, Kopp looked at the old friend who had come from afar and had high fighting spirit. He couldn't bear it, so he told the old friend the truth, so as not to chill the heart of this old friend who came from afar.

Cope thought so in his heart, regained his composure, looked at the busy people below, and then his eyes fell on the surrounding area of ??Lake Railay, the flashing spotlight standing on a high point.

If it wasn't for the fact that he had just been expelled once, these damned media who heard the wind would have sent the dense drones into Lake Leary and photographed the bones.

Tomorrow, it is estimated that the entire New Orleans, no, the entire state, and no, the entire Federation, will be completely sensational.

Cope looked away from the reporters who were full of flashing spotlights, and sighed inwardly.

actually....

Among the onlookers around Lake Railay, there were not only countless reporters, but also other Dolan believers who came from all over the Federation, came from afar, and planned to find the local Dolan Church to join in the grand event.

As a result, they came excitedly, and then, when they came here, they got a piece of news that stunned them.

The local Dolan Church has been wiped out.

Moreover, in broad daylight, he was hanged at the door of the New Orleans Police Department, and was burned to ashes by the fire of the angry witch.

"Gudong!"

"Everyone, I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered that there are still things at home, so I'll go first."

"Me too."

"I promised my wife and daughter that I went to Hawaii this holiday, and I just remembered it, sorry."

"Ah, I just got the news that my wife has a baby."

"Didn't your wife just die last year?"

"...I'm married again, can't I?"

"..."

Staying with the reporters, covering up their own Dolanists, looking at Lake Leary, which is directly dry and exposed to the riverbed not far away, is also thinking about the fact that the head of darkness is still here at this moment. The birds and beasts scattered.

drive by car.

Catch a plane, catch a plane.

After all, for most Dolanists, in fact, like those so-called high-ranking public figures, opposing witches, or even burning witches, is just a job.

It's just that other jobs require physical effort or even a degree, but you don't need to fight against witches, you just need to dedicate your loyalty.

so....

These people were terrified as they listened to these reporters vividly describe how the people of the local Dolan Church were burnt out by the witch's fire at the time.

Opposing witches is work, life, or their own.

If you don't cherish your own life, who will cherish it for you?

Half an hour of work.

The front and back feet arrived here, and the Federal Dolans who were preparing to participate in the grand event, as many as they came, almost as many as they had left.

The twelve descendants of the Crusaders from the Dolan headquarters in New York were expressionless, and the cold light onlookers came over excitedly. Then, the Dolans who shivered and turned away without saying a word did not speak.

Don't look at the Dolan Church, which has branches all over the Federation.

But Dolan churches across the Federation are, in fact, more similar in nature to franchisees rather than direct-operated stores.

To put it simply, when the Dolan Church in New York gave benefits, these franchisees licked more than anyone else, but if they wanted them to come forward and die, how much faster these people would run.

After all, there are actually very few people who really hate witches, and even more rare for such wonderful people as Jim Lord and the Fox family.

"Let's go."

The descendant of the crusaders, who led them, looked away from the group of traitors who turned and left, and said with a light expression: "The Dolan Church here has been abolished."

A descendant of the Crusaders heard this: "Are we going back?"

Headed by the descendants of the Crusaders turned around.

"go back?"

"That **** witch is here."

The descendant of the crusaders said in a deep voice: "Don't forget, the glory of our ancestors, only after slaughtering this group of **** witches, the glory of the Lord will come back, bless us once again, and then we can enter the Silver City. , go to the front of our ancestors and tell them that we live up to our mission!"

The words of this descendant of the Crusaders are powerful.

Except for the descendant of the Crusaders who retreated, the other descendants of the Crusaders, under the influence of these words, clenched their fists, fought and recovered again.

"go!"

Seeing this, the descendants of the crusaders took a deep breath: "Go to the institution that invited us here."

The crowd nodded.

Yes.

actually....

They didn't come here because they were kindly invited by the local Dolan Church. To be precise, it should be that they received an invitation from another organization, so they came here by accepting the invitation letter from the local Dolan Church. of.

Right now, the local Dolan Church has completely exploded, and their descendants of the Crusaders have always regarded money as dung, so they need to go to the organization that really invited them to come here for a while.

As for who invited them over.

no doubt!

in the Hilton Hotel.

Gwen, who was exercising twice a day and feeling full of energy, after questioning Locke's "shallow" witch story, thought of the dozen or so bad guys he saw on the plane and after landing when he came here today. When I had time, I took this as a topic to talk to Locke.

Locke raised his eyebrows: "Coming from New York?"

Gwen hummed, and tapped his chin with his finger: "In other words, the feeling they gave me was similar to the feeling that Zoe and the others gave me when they came in."

talking.

Gwen looked at Carrie, who was sitting on the sofa next to her, looking down at the fashion magazine in her hand: "By the way, Carrie, do you also know that they are witches?"

Carrie raised her head and looked at Gwen, her face calm: "The witches are almost like us, I don't feel anything special."

Gwen blinked.

This is...

Did you answer?

Locke smiled.

He didn't care much about why Gwen didn't mutate and had spider sense, which was actually a good thing.

At the very least, Gwen, from a certain point of view, can also foresee danger.

As for why Gwen was like this, Locke felt that when he went back to New York and saw the big mutant spider in person, all the mysteries were solved.

But what Gwen just said, this group of weirdos that I saw on and off the plane?

Dolan, New York?

Locke narrowed his eyes OK.

at this time.

Jingle Bell!

Gwen looked at the ringing phone: "Madison's!"

talking.

Gwen got up and answered the phone.

after awhile.

Gwen said a good thing to the phone, and then looked at Locke: "Locke, Madison is going to invite us to their college for dinner."

Locke raised his eyebrows: "..."

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