Carter Slade's arrival didn't bring any changes to New York.
As the typical lonely old man, the old man didn't have high requirements for quality of life.
In the church in the cemetery on the outskirts of Houston, he hadn't even had a TV. The most modern thing he had was an old-fashioned radio.
This time, Luke had installed a smart satellite TV. It could be voice-operated and even had a radio mode so that there was only sound and no image.
As long as the old man wanted to, he could learn more about what was happening in the world.
The old man didn't comment on this arrangement, but if he didn't refuse, that meant that he approved. Luke very consciously understood this.
After the real estate agent whom Luke was posing as left, the old man didn't enter the church. Instead, he sat down on a big rock next to the church and looked at the ocean not far away.
This beach wasn't as desolate as the Texan wilderness, but it was just as vast.
For a moment, Carter Slade's thoughts were complicated as he recalled countless faded memories.
After a long while, he smiled. "So, I wanted to be a fisherman back then? Hehe."
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That day, Luke got off work at two in the afternoon and was cooking dinner in the kitchen.
Gold Nugget, who was waiting at the kitchen door, suddenly said, "Boss, something happened on Claire's side."
Luke immediately put down his things and looked at the dog. "Danger? Trouble?"
Nowadays, this guy could use whines and barks to express itself very smoothly.
In an ordinary situation, it wouldn't take the initiative to speak.
"It shouldn't be… dangerous, but it might be troublesome. A group of well-trained armed men is trying to catch one of her fans. Claire wants to stop them, but I've persuaded her not to for the time being." Gold Nugget spoke quickly and explained the situation in less than three seconds.
Luke nodded and called Claire. At the same time, he turned on the camera on his phone.
Two seconds later, Claire picked up the phone and gasped, "Luke, I'm busy."
Luke hummed and looked at the image projected by Little Snail. "What are you busy with?"
Claire hesitated for a moment, and without Luke needing to say anything, Gold Nugget was already giving Claire instructions.
Claire: "Someone wants to kidnap… Hey, who are you? Stop." She was clearly yelling at someone.
Luke narrowed his eyes and gestured at Gold Nugget.
Gold Nugget carried out the order, and Gold Nugget No. 2, who was far away in Los Angeles, immediately fled with Claire.
The two men in black combat uniforms who had been about to surround her were stunned when they saw the girl, who had seemed determined to fight them to the end, turn around and run off in a strange posture. In a few seconds, she had entered an alley in the USC area.
The two men in black couldn't help but look at each other, unable to understand what was going on at all. The girl had been running with her head turned toward them. Would she really not hit a wall?
But the situation quickly changed. Listening to their earpieces, they immediately gave up on thinking about it and raised their guns at two girls on the other side.
Luke, on the other hand, frowned when he saw the feed on the phone which Gold Nugget had gotten Claire to sneak out from a corner upstairs. Why were Lorna and Carol in Los Angeles, and how had they run into Claire?
He pulled up the itinerary for the five girls from the A.I. Butterfly, and saw: "In Los Angeles for a P!nk fanmeet."
Luke was lost for words. What d*mn fanmeet?!
At the same time, he sent a message to Carol's phone.
Then, Carol's expression in the video feed changed, and she pulled Lorna, who had a wary expression on her face, into a run.
She was very nimble and quickly charged behind the cars on the side of the road to block the two shooters in black combat uniforms.
Lorna reacted quickly. Seeing Carol's signal for her to retreat, she immediately did as she was told.
Carol had performed better than her in the last few months of safety training, and made better decisions in the field. She subconsciously went along with it.
It was now the turn of the two men in black combat uniforms.
Open fire. Their target today wasn't these two girls who had barged in out of nowhere.
If they didn't open fire, these two girls who looked like superhumans would run off again.
One of them reported the situation in a low voice, but he had barely said a few words, when gunshots rang out on the street not far behind them.
Their faces changed. Ignoring the two girls, they turned around and raised their guns.
Looking at the video, Luke ordered Butterfly to tell Carol and Lorna to quickly leave the scene.
But a moment later, his expression turned ugly.
As the gunfire swiftly approached Carol and Lorna, two helicopters approached from a distance and turned on their searchlights.
What the hell was going on?! Cursing inwardly, he could only have Carol and Lorna hide in an apartment building.
The two girls quickly found an empty room. Lorna used her ability to open the door, and they hid inside.
On the other side, under Gold Nugget's instruction, Claire quickly hid around a corner and watched a group of men in black combat uniforms chase after a man and a woman. She only used her phone to record everything clearly.
Luke's eyes widened. "WTF?"
The couple being chased by the black combat uniforms turned out to be two familiar faces — Wade and Vanessa.
Wade also had a plastic Iron Man mask on his face. Vanessa was wearing glasses and a baseball cap, but Luke still recognized her.
Why were they in Los Angeles?
This question was immediately answered by the A.I. program Victoria: They had just attended the P!nk fanmeet.
Luke was lost for words. Why are you so unreasonable? You're already so old, and you're still stanning a young female star!
Wade and Vanessa were in much more trouble than Carol and Lorna, who had escaped easily.
Looking at the 30 men in black combat uniforms in the video, it was clear that they were here for the couple, or for Wade.
Luke wasn't too nervous.
Wade wasn't like Carol and Lorna, those two rookies. This guy had killed hundreds of people, and was experienced and unafraid of death.
If he wasn't spending most of his energy protecting Vanessa, the 30 men in black combat uniforms would've already been killed twice over.
Looking at the situation, however, Luke got a bad feeling.
Wade was crazy in love with Vanessa and had helped her block a dozen bullets.
However, the men in black combat uniforms noticed this, and part of their firepower was used to lock down Vanessa, preventing Wade from escaping.
Thinking quickly, Luke called Wade, but he didn't pick up the call.