The main road leading to the blocked checkpoint is surrounded by magnificent buildings on both sides, but it is deserted and it is forbidden to approach this place without permission.
"Are you fucking following me?"
Because not long after Colin left the orphanage, he was stopped by Violet and asked to get into the passenger seat.
"track?"
"Please don't use this rhetoric. I have marked you so that I can find you at any time through the compass."
Violet held the steering wheel and drove dangerously without looking at the front window. She took out a round compass like a compass from the pocket of her fourth-dimensional jacket, and the side with the red arrow mark pointed at Colin.
"No matter what trick you use, it's best to undo it within a minute."
Colin even said in a threatening tone, "This reminded him of some bad things. When he first entered Department 11, he was also injected with a magical locator.
"As a man, you actually have a mental disorder?"
"This is to make it easier for me to find you."
"If you are tied up by a perverted murderer, then I can rescue you as soon as possible, honey."
Violet dyed her hair black again, holding a pop-up cigarette in her mouth, which didn't match the princess cut she just had. She also changed her sunglasses to red, maybe because she has a soft spot for sequins, because winter is coming, so she needs to change her hair.
She wore a white double-breasted woolen coat, but the shirt underneath was still sparkling.
"Although I won't kill you, but don't blame me for being cruel."
Colin was quite disgusted with this move.
Until Violet took out another compass and threw it to Colin. It was the same as the previous compass. No matter how it turned, the red arrow pointer was always facing Violet.
"How chilling, dear."
"Now we live and die together."
"Imagine that a blond man tied me up and tried to do something to me."
"What will you do if you can't find me then? That would be really bad."
"Or...do you like that?"
Violet was thoughtful.
"God damn blond man."
Colin was really speechless. He didn’t know where she had watched the crooked cartoons. The tricks were so fancy that he didn’t even know how to start complaining.
Instead, he was more worried about the blond man, because even he couldn't figure out how dangerous Violet was. Even though he had reached the top of the infected, this woman still exuded that dangerous aura.
"For the sake of your sincerity, let's leave it like this for now."
Colin put away the compass and said nothing more. This kind of two-way surveillance was still acceptable. He originally planned to stay in Los Angeles for an extra day or two, but the matter was almost explained. Now time is the most precious thing.
In a short while, we arrived at the exit checkpoint, which was tightly blocked by armed troops.
When the car passed the checkpoint, the two men showed their detective IDs.
I thought I would be released soon, but the barrier did not rise until a soldier with an extremely gloomy face, sunken eye sockets, and seemingly poor mental state knocked on the door of the passenger seat.
Colin rolled up the window.
"What's the matter?"
Colin doubted the efficiency of the first department, thinking that maybe the electronic system to which the magnetic card belonged was not activated.
"It's nothing. Your certification has passed. It's just necessary to talk about the relevant matters that you should pay attention to when leaving the city."
The soldier lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then...intentionally or unintentionally blew the smoke in Colin's direction.
Colin had already clenched his fists. Yes, just to this extent, it would not be a crime worthy of death. If he did anything further, he would directly rip off his arm and insert it into his other hand.
"Agent Colin."
"You shouldn't have done that, killed Randy the Devil, Johnny the Scumbag, and the Pope."
"The failure of the two top cadres was also caused by you."
"You may think that no one in this world can cure you, but what you see is just the tip of the iceberg."
"Everything has a price, Colin, everything."
"And you obviously don't know what you have to repay from now on."
The soldier stopped pretending and took a deep hiss of smoke, all of which was sprayed on Colin's face.
Even Colin did not expect that at this most relaxed moment, he would also encounter an SCT member. Veins popped up on his forehead. This man could not be killed directly, he had to be caught and interrogated.
Colin got out of the car, grabbed the soldier's collar, and lifted him up like a chicken, causing his head to be severely congested and red.
"I'm just a messenger to you. I don't have an important role."
"You have no idea what you've messed with, and you're going to live in fear for the rest of your life, that's all."
Bang!
There was a gunshot.
What no one expected was that the soldier took out his gun and shot himself in the temple, killing him instantly. Red and white substances spurted out from the wound, and a few drops of bright red blood splashed on Colin's face.
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The army was also completely at a loss and had no idea which scene it was. The body being carried by Colin was quite eye-catching.
Half a moment.
Colin finally put down the soldier's body and threw it to the ground like a dead dog. No matter what, he could never get used to these madmen in SCT.
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After a lot of effort, the two of them left the checkpoint and reached the highway to San Francisco. Violet had to go there first to meet someone to prepare some demon hunting stuff.
Next, it will pass through Albuquerque, New Mexico, and then to Dallas, Texas, where Violet will use a warlock's method to find out the biologist.
"It's really dirty."
Violet couldn't stand it anymore and wiped off the blood on Colin's face with a tissue. He seemed to be distracted, thinking about other things, and didn't care about the blood on his face at all.
As we leave Los Angeles, the sky gradually begins to clear up, and we will soon reach the landmark building, the Golden Gate Bridge. The pleasant vegetation on both sides of the highway and the dark steel jungle give people a completely different mood.
"Have you ever met anyone in the combat directory?"
Colin asked. He couldn't understand how SCT collected so many psychopaths. These people had no loyalty to SCT and were just obsessed with bloody killings. Could it be that SCT had some kind of pervert radar?
When you pass by a psychopath, you will call the police. Hey, do you want to come to my murderous house?
"I met one."
"But he's not ranked very high, but he can still be called a difficult guy."
"Want to show off that you killed the Pope?"
"This is nothing to show off, sweetheart, just like that madman said."
"You're in big trouble."
"But that's not a problem."
"As long as you are a good boy, the master will protect you."
Violet drove dangerously, looking away from the front window of the car and staring at Colin thoughtfully.
With a harsh truck horn.
"Hold!"
Seeing that the car was about to hit an oncoming heavy truck, Colin quickly grabbed the steering wheel and turned it. The car floated in an S-shape in the middle of the road for a while before it finally stabilized.
"Idiot!"
The heavy truck driver stuck his head out, cursed loudly, and even raised his middle finger.
