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Chapter 270
chapter 0155 part 1
**Chapter 155: Troll Black Market Encounter**
Kate Corrigan was giving a lecture to the Agents of the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Branch, while Anung Un Rama kept wandering around behind him.
Especially his restless hands, from time to time touching this, hammering that, making some banging and clanging sounds, which made Kate Corrigan turn around, unable to bear it any longer.
Anung Un Rama, also known as the tall Hellboy, shrugged innocently and complained to the Bald Supervisor:
“Kate Corrigan, I don't understand why Liz Sherman doesn't like discs and cats. Those discs are all collector's editions, and those cats are so cute and fluffy.”
Listening to Hellboy's non-stop, nagging complaints, the expression on Kate Corrigan's face gradually went out of control. He had been sent to New York to urgently coordinate the sudden incidents in New York.
Not to listen to this red-skinned kid complain about his girlfriend.
Meanwhile, the group of Agents who had been standing in front of the Bald Supervisor, looking terrified and waiting for disciplinary action, watched the tall, fierce Hellboy complain about his girlfriend like a wronged little wife.
This huge contrast made some female Agents even snicker uncontrollably.
“Hey, buddy, maybe you should put a little more of that energy you spend on discs and cats into Liz Sherman. You know, women are for companionship!”
The Fishman Abe Sapien, who had been standing behind Hellboy without much presence, looked at the Bald Supervisor's unpleasant complexion and the expressions of suppressed laughter on the faces of the Agents from the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Branch.
He coughed, walked over and patted Hellboy Anu's arm, then walked in front of that group of Agents.
“Hey everyone, I'm Abe Sapien, you should have heard of me—”
The group of Agents from the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Branch nodded in agreement. For the Agents of the Bureau for Paranormal Defense, Hellboy Anu, Fire Woman Liz Sherman, and Fishman Abe Sapien were some of the most famous investigators in their bureau.
Even more so than their elusive Supervisor Alexander Covennas!
“Headquarters didn't send us here to give everyone disciplinary action. It's your Supervisor Alexander Covennas who caused big trouble. We need to take him back for investigation, so we need to find his whereabouts as soon as possible! Otherwise, he'll be in danger.”
The green-skinned Fishman wearing aviator sunglasses faced the crowd. The eyes behind the strangely shaped sunglasses surveyed the crowd present.
At the same time, he used his super perception ability to observe the heart rate and blood flow speed of the Agents present.
“That Agent, may I ask if you know the whereabouts of Supervisor Alexander Covennas?”
Abe Sapien quickly used his perception to lock onto a middle-aged man whose heart rate was accelerating and who was sweating nervously all over.
“He's the Deputy Supervisor of the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Branch, Elsie George,” Kate Corrigan told Fishman Abe Sapien the middle-aged man's identity.
At the same time, his gaze, carrying a hint of malice, glanced at the lush hair on Elsie George's head.
“Alright, Supervisor George, come with me to the Office. It seems we need to talk!” Kate Corrigan beckoned to the middle-aged man.
“Although I am the Deputy Supervisor of the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Branch, you also know that Alexander is not only the Supervisor of the branch but also the most senior investigator and one of the founders of the bureau!”
Inside the Supervisor's Office of the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Branch, the Deputy Supervisor of the branch complained to Kate Corrigan in a wronged tone:
“All the field Agents of the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Branch, as well as several Special Operations Teams, only take orders from him. As for what he actually did, I really don't know!”
Kate Corrigan picked up a cup of coffee, waved his hand, gestured for him to relax, and comforted him:
“George, no one is holding you responsible now. What I want to know is Alexander's whereabouts? Do you know his hiding place?”
“Alexander rarely comes to the branch. Our Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Branch has had a Federal Navy Retired Military Vessel Destroyer for a long time now. He has always worked on the sea area—”
“On the sea?” Kate Corrigan heard the Deputy Supervisor's words and quickly took out an encrypted phone from his pocket.
“Hello, this is Kate Corrigan. Get our satellite moving and find a Destroyer in the Seas near New York!”
“What model?” Kate Corrigan asked the Deputy Supervisor, covering the phone!
“Fletcher-class Destroyer!” the Deputy Supervisor replied.
“Fletcher-class, the hull painted black?” The voice on the phone sounded a bit strange.
“Yes, yes, yes, it's because Alexander likes black, so he had the color of the hull changed!”
The Deputy Supervisor next to the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Base quickly said, facing Kate Corrigan's questioning gaze.
“Supervisor Kate Corrigan, I regret to inform you that just last night, a Federal Navy Fletcher Retired Military Vessel was found sunk in New York Port!”
“Black?” Kate Corrigan said, touching his bald head, pacing anxiously in the Office.
“Yes, the entire vessel was painted black, and no casualties were found on board!”
“Shit!” Supervisor Kate Corrigan cursed angrily.
“Perhaps this is also a good thing!” Abe Sapien, who had been checking the items in the Office nearby, trying to find some leftover clues, turned around and said.
“What do you mean?” Kate Corrigan looked at Fishman Abe Sapien, a bit puzzled.
“Our mission is to arrest him, take him back to Headquarters, and imprison him. This gives them an explanation while also preventing the intelligence Alexander possesses from leaking! If we can't find him, it also means others will have a hard time finding him. This way, we don't have to worry about him leaking the bureau's intelligence!”
“Supervisor George, I need you to mobilize all the manpower of the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Branch. You must find Alexander's whereabouts as soon as possible!”
Kate Corrigan looked at the Deputy Supervisor of the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Branch, George, and emphasized the word 'Supervisor'.
“No problem. I have good connections with some High-level Staff at the New York Police Department (NYPD). I can mobilize their strength to search for Alexander together!”
Having been Deputy Supervisor for so many years, George clearly understood the meaning behind Kate Corrigan's words. His eyes lit up, and he almost jumped up from the sofa.
After greeting Kate Corrigan, he hurried directly out of the Office.
“What now?” Hellboy Anu sat on the sofa, his large frame making a large section of the sofa collapse. He was smoking a cigar, looking at Kate Corrigan and Fishman Abe Sapien.
“Alexander has operated in New York for so many years, and Headquarters has never been able to intervene.
The manpower we can mobilize in New York is only them. We can only wait!”
**Chapter 155: Troll Black Market Encounter**
Kate Corrigan was giving a lecture to the Agents of the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Branch, while Anung Un Rama kept wandering around behind him.
Especially his restless hands, from time to time touching this, hammering that, making some banging and clanging sounds, which made Kate Corrigan turn around, unable to bear it any longer.
Anung Un Rama, also known as the tall Hellboy, shrugged innocently and complained to the Bald Supervisor:
“Kate Corrigan, I don't understand why Liz Sherman doesn't like discs and cats. Those discs are all collector's editions, and those cats are so cute and fluffy.”
Listening to Hellboy's non-stop, nagging complaints, the expression on Kate Corrigan's face gradually went out of control. He had been sent to New York to urgently coordinate the sudden incidents in New York.
Not to listen to this red-skinned kid complain about his girlfriend.
Meanwhile, the group of Agents who had been standing in front of the Bald Supervisor, looking terrified and waiting for disciplinary action, watched the tall, fierce Hellboy complain about his girlfriend like a wronged little wife.
This huge contrast made some female Agents even snicker uncontrollably.
“Hey, buddy, maybe you should put a little more of that energy you spend on discs and cats into Liz Sherman. You know, women are for companionship!”
The Fishman Abe Sapien, who had been standing behind Hellboy without much presence, looked at the Bald Supervisor's unpleasant complexion and the expressions of suppressed laughter on the faces of the Agents from the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Branch.
He coughed, walked over and patted Hellboy Anu's arm, then walked in front of that group of Agents.
“Hey everyone, I'm Abe Sapien, you should have heard of me—”
The group of Agents from the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Branch nodded in agreement. For the Agents of the Bureau for Paranormal Defense, Hellboy Anu, Fire Woman Liz Sherman, and Fishman Abe Sapien were some of the most famous investigators in their bureau.
Even more so than their elusive Supervisor Alexander Covennas!
“Headquarters didn't send us here to give everyone disciplinary action. It's your Supervisor Alexander Covennas who caused big trouble. We need to take him back for investigation, so we need to find his whereabouts as soon as possible! Otherwise, he'll be in danger.”
The green-skinned Fishman wearing aviator sunglasses faced the crowd. The eyes behind the strangely shaped sunglasses surveyed the crowd present.
At the same time, he used his super perception ability to observe the heart rate and blood flow speed of the Agents present.
“That Agent, may I ask if you know the whereabouts of Supervisor Alexander Covennas?”
Abe Sapien quickly used his perception to lock onto a middle-aged man whose heart rate was accelerating and who was sweating nervously all over.
“He's the Deputy Supervisor of the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Branch, Elsie George,” Kate Corrigan told Fishman Abe Sapien the middle-aged man's identity.
At the same time, his gaze, carrying a hint of malice, glanced at the lush hair on Elsie George's head.
“Alright, Supervisor George, come with me to the Office. It seems we need to talk!” Kate Corrigan beckoned to the middle-aged man.
“Although I am the Deputy Supervisor of the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Branch, you also know that Alexander is not only the Supervisor of the branch but also the most senior investigator and one of the founders of the bureau!”
Inside the Supervisor's Office of the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Branch, the Deputy Supervisor of the branch complained to Kate Corrigan in a wronged tone:
“All the field Agents of the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Branch, as well as several Special Operations Teams, only take orders from him. As for what he actually did, I really don't know!”
Kate Corrigan picked up a cup of coffee, waved his hand, gestured for him to relax, and comforted him:
“George, no one is holding you responsible now. What I want to know is Alexander's whereabouts? Do you know his hiding place?”
“Alexander rarely comes to the branch. Our Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Branch has had a Federal Navy Retired Military Vessel Destroyer for a long time now. He has always worked on the sea area—”
“On the sea?” Kate Corrigan heard the Deputy Supervisor's words and quickly took out an encrypted phone from his pocket.
“Hello, this is Kate Corrigan. Get our satellite moving and find a Destroyer in the Seas near New York!”
“What model?” Kate Corrigan asked the Deputy Supervisor, covering the phone!
“Fletcher-class Destroyer!” the Deputy Supervisor replied.
“Fletcher-class, the hull painted black?” The voice on the phone sounded a bit strange.
“Yes, yes, yes, it's because Alexander likes black, so he had the color of the hull changed!”
The Deputy Supervisor next to the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Base quickly said, facing Kate Corrigan's questioning gaze.
“Supervisor Kate Corrigan, I regret to inform you that just last night, a Federal Navy Fletcher Retired Military Vessel was found sunk in New York Port!”
“Black?” Kate Corrigan said, touching his bald head, pacing anxiously in the Office.
“Yes, the entire vessel was painted black, and no casualties were found on board!”
“Shit!” Supervisor Kate Corrigan cursed angrily.
“Perhaps this is also a good thing!” Abe Sapien, who had been checking the items in the Office nearby, trying to find some leftover clues, turned around and said.
“What do you mean?” Kate Corrigan looked at Fishman Abe Sapien, a bit puzzled.
“Our mission is to arrest him, take him back to Headquarters, and imprison him. This gives them an explanation while also preventing the intelligence Alexander possesses from leaking! If we can't find him, it also means others will have a hard time finding him. This way, we don't have to worry about him leaking the bureau's intelligence!”
“Supervisor George, I need you to mobilize all the manpower of the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Branch. You must find Alexander's whereabouts as soon as possible!”
Kate Corrigan looked at the Deputy Supervisor of the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense New York Branch, George, and emphasized the word 'Supervisor'.
“No problem. I have good connections with some High-level Staff at the New York Police Department (NYPD). I can mobilize their strength to search for Alexander together!”
Having been Deputy Supervisor for so many years, George clearly understood the meaning behind Kate Corrigan's words. His eyes lit up, and he almost jumped up from the sofa.
After greeting Kate Corrigan, he hurried directly out of the Office.
“What now?” Hellboy Anu sat on the sofa, his large frame making a large section of the sofa collapse. He was smoking a cigar, looking at Kate Corrigan and Fishman Abe Sapien.
“Alexander has operated in New York for so many years, and Headquarters has never been able to intervene.
The manpower we can mobilize in New York is only them. We can only wait!”
