"I want to eat meat!" New York City Hospital, Superior Single Room.

Elise pursed her lips and pushed away the oranges that Kerry had handed her.

"It's good to have something to eat, and you can pick and choose." Kerry pinched Elise's little face and picked up the phone to connect.

"Whose phone number?" Elise poked her head.

"Alice's." Kerry connects to the video.

Tonight, Alice is wearing lilac pajamas, her hair is wet, and she looks like she has just taken a shower.

"Hey, good evening." Kerry smiled and waved.

"Good evening, Alice." Elise, who was lying on the hospital bed behind her, also waved her hand, saying that Kerry was not paying attention, picked up the orange on the table and stuffed it into her mouth.

"I saw the news, and it's only been a few days since I came to New York, and there was such a big commotion." Alice had a headache and looked at Kerry and said, "You have to be safe." It's not like werewolves can get shot without dying, stay away from the bad guys who put you in danger. ”

Good fellow, Kerry shouted good fellow, no wonder Alice saw herself in the hospital room with Elise, not angry, feelings were waiting for her here.

Sure enough, Elise gritted her teeth angrily.

With this level of yin and yang weirdness, ten Elise can't catch up with one Alice.

As a result, what was originally a video call to Kerry ended up being a video call between Alice and Elise taunting each other.

The two women argued for nearly ten minutes, and Kerry, who couldn't stand it anymore, hurriedly hung up the phone.

He felt that he would go crazy sooner or later if he allowed the two girls to quarrel again.

"Hmph." Elise, who hung up the phone, glanced coldly at Kerry.

Kerry shuddered, feeling the murderous aura, and he decided to leave early.

"Rest early, I'll go back first, and I'll report to West Point tomorrow." Kerry rubbed the girl's head, walked out of the hospital and drove Elise's police car back to Queens.

Queens is not far away, and it only took Kerry five minutes to get back to Queens, watching the crowd on the highway in the distance, Kerry closed the police car and returned to his home.

There was a "click" sound behind him.

"May? Peter? Haven't slept so late? Kerry looked down at his phone, it was 2 o'clock in the morning, most of the people had already slept, and May had a job, and Peter was in high school, not to mention people who stayed up late.

"Actually, I was ready to go to bed, but before going to bed, I looked at my phone after finishing my work, and I saw an overwhelming report about the FBI's operation." Merry pulled up his sleeve and looked at Kerry from top to bottom, and only after confirming that he was okay did he breathe a sigh of relief, and said with some concern: "I heard from the chief in the interview that the operation was dangerous, and you and the detective named Elise almost died." ”

Kerry scratched his head and said, "Almost, the other side doesn't know where to get the heavy firepower, if I had gotten closer to Elise, it would probably have been beaten into a sieve like the other four police officers who died." ”

"But then I used some small tricks to kill those criminals."

"Cool!" Peter, wearing a nightcap, looked at Kerry with envy, and he also wanted to punish the evil like Kerry instead of making a small fight and catching some useless little thieves.

"It's not cool at all! Peter! May glared at Peter fiercely: "It's brave, it's great, but it's dangerous!" ”

"That's right, in this kind of operation, it is often a bullet that flies from nowhere to take your life." Kerry patted Peter on the shoulder and said quietly, "Has anyone ever told you that with great power comes great responsibility?" ”

"Well, no, but, that's a good one," Peter's brow furrowed, he didn't know how to describe it, but the moment he heard it, his brain seemed to be hit with a hammer and made a "thump" sound.

It's as if there is some magic in this sentence.

Peter felt that this was what it meant to be superpowered.

Looking at Peter, who was lost in thought, Kerry chatted with May about tonight's actions while thinking about Ben. Does Parker really exist in this world?

I didn't want to understand it, and the time was not early, so Mei offered to say goodbye, and the two neighbors went back to their respective homes.

Lying on the bed, Kerry enjoyed closing his eyes and falling into a deep sleep.

The bedside alarm clock made a "tick-tock" sound, and Kerry yawned, sleepy-eyed.

Glanced at the time, 8:00 a.m.

He had to go to West Point to get in.

Wash up and drive the police car on the road.

The 100-year-old West Point Military Academy has evolved into a behemoth with a total area of about 6,500 hectares.

Even the doorman who opened the door was a special operations soldier who had retired from the army.

Although the old doorman was in his fifties, he still looked energetic.

After checking the letter, it was released smoothly.

On the huge playground, a group of men and women in military training uniforms run around the playground in a uniform line.

He shouted words like "loyalty" in his mouth.

However, there are many sanitation aunts in charge of cleaning in the school, and with his good looks, Kerry successfully asked for the way and successfully came to the principal's office.

"Da-da."

"Come in."

Pushing open the door, a white-haired, hook-nosed and emaciated old man in a green military uniform with various stars on his shoulders sat on a wide chair, leaning over the table and carefully correcting documents.

"Kerry. Van Helsing? The old man didn't raise his head and asked, "I heard that you have helped the FBI crack several major cases recently?" ”

"Yes, that's right." Kerry nodded.

"Yes, a capable person." The old man waved his hand and motioned for Kerry to sit down, then he pressed the red landline on the table: "Counselor Andres, please come to my office." ”

Kerry sat on the couch, staring at the pots of greenery on the principal's balcony.

A middle-aged soldier came into the principal's room, and he saluted the principal, then looked at Kerry.

"From today onwards, he is a member of Class A." The principal continued to mark the documents.

The man frowned slightly, and then said: "But the principal, all the students who enter Class A enter Class A through their own strength, and a freshman suddenly jumps into Class A, and I am worried that my classmates will ......"

He didn't finish his sentence, but both understood what he meant.

The Headmaster looked up, glanced at Kerry, and then asked, "Is that so?" Then prepare a test for him, challenge him if he has an opinion, and if this Mr. Kerry loses, then let him transfer to Class D. ”

The headmaster stared at Kerry: "Mr. Kerry, are you okay with that?" ”

Although the principal agreed to the admission of this unknown imp for some reasons from his superiors, West Point believes in the law of the jungle, and the strong get everything and the loser eats dust.

This is also a test for Kerry from the principal to see if he is really that piece of material.

"No problem." Kerry stood up and followed the instructor named Andres out of the principal's office.

He doesn't care if these two people are one with a red face and the other with a white face, because in the face of absolute strength, any so-called test is bullshit.

The two walked on the way to the school building.

Andres glanced at him, and then asked in an uncertain tone, "So you are the author of Sherlock Holmes?" ”

Kerry was slightly stunned, when he asked the old mayor's friend to help him publish the novel, he did not use a pseudonym or something like a pronoun, but used his real name.

But just like that, there are many people in his own discussion group who think that Kerry. The name Van Helsing is not Kerry's real name, after all, how can anyone really have the surname Van Helsing.

It's just that most of the fans' energy is focused on the discussion and reasoning of the case. And the author's real name doesn't care so much.

"Yes, I wrote it." Kerry replied.

Soon, a look of anger appeared on Andres' face, reminding Kerry of the readers on the Internet who were urging him to update.

They also had this expression when they urged the change, and they couldn't wait to bring a knife to their home to send warmth.

However, Andres soon realized that he had lost his temper.

But he looked at Kerry with a look of more adoration.

Kerry wondered if his counselor, Andres, was also an avid Sherlock Holmes fan?

At that time, the lottery drew this thing, and Kerry didn't really care that much.

After all, his dream is not to be a writer who stays at home every day and writes novels.

It's just that the system gave itself that this thing is rotten in your hands, and you can make some money by simply sending it out.

Recently, I got the news on the Internet that some Hollywood entertainment companies have begun to discuss the possibility of adapting "Sherlock Holmes" into a film or movie.

After all, such a popular novel has great potential for adaptation.

The two chatted as they walked, and soon walked to the basement of the teaching building.

It's a huge gun training range.

Each person has a 100-meter-long shooting channel.

A group of teenage boys and girls wearing earplugs kept pulling the trigger in the hope of hitting the 10 rings in order to get a good score in the subsequent exams.

"Everyone, stop." Andres clapped his hands and motioned for the training team to stop shooting.

"Assemble in ten seconds!" Andres whistled on his chest.

The trainees who heard the whistle hurriedly put down the pistols in their hands, closed the safety, and then urgently lined up at the speed of a 100-meter sprint and lined up in a neat square in front of Andres.

Carelessly, the man cautiously looked at Kerry beside Andres with his peripheral vision.

The boys were curious, while the girls were more concerned about the boy's appearance.

Already in such a muscular place. It's really not easy to find a beautiful guy.

Even just standing there is a sight to behold.

"Let me tell you, this is a new transfer classmate, his name is Kerry. Van Helsing, by the principal's decision, will accept the challenge of the whole class. Andres smiled maliciously: "And." Maybe you haven't been paying attention to the news lately, Kerry first caught two criminals on the plane who tried to hijack the plane, and then he personally captured Merck, the mastermind behind Hell's Kitchen. ”

"At the same time, he's a real sniper. He made a move and managed to kill a sniper and two heavy machine gunners using cover in a small alley. ”

Everyone stared at Kerry with wide eyes.

This new transfer student is really fierce.

Kerry also observes his future classmates, and one of them, a blonde girl, catches Kerry's attention.

"Ding, you touched Gwen. Stacy, 1000 points are awarded. ”

He was slightly stunned, looking at the girl with short blond hair and delicate and small face in the crowd.

"Kerry? Kerry? ”

"Huh? What's wrong teacher? Kerry came back to his senses only to find a group of students circling back and forth between himself and Gwen with gossip eyes.

"I said Miss Gwen is so good-looking, you can't take your eyes off her, everyone is shy." Andres made a good-natured joke, and Kerry noticed that Gwen was now with her head down, and her little face was flushed from the violent mood swings, like a ripe apple.

Many male classmates looked at Kerry angrily, and those eyes wanted to eat him alive.

There are 10 girls in Class A, and there are almost 400 in the whole grade, and among all the girls, the most beautiful and popular among the boys is naturally the sweet-looking Miss Gwen.

They are a group of big men, and the qualified ones have been together for so long, and they have never seen the shy expression of checkered.

And Kerry seems to have successfully captured the heart of the goddess on the first day he came.

"So back to business, does anyone want to challenge Kerry's marksmanship?" Andres clapped his hands, pointed to the gun lanes on both sides, and then arched the fire: "No, no, a group of dignified West Point high-talent students are afraid of challenges and dare not challenge others, what about our wolf culture?" Students, where is the wolf culture? ”

"No, no, don't you really dare to challenge Kerry? He's a freshman, he's only 18 years old this year, and he's even two years younger than you. ”

The crowd soon began to agitate.

Everyone is young, and it is the age when the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and no one obeys anyone.

Naturally, they also wanted to show their abilities in front of the girl, so soon, they raised their hands to challenge Kerry.

"Very good, very energetic." Andres grinned, this was the result he wanted.

"Well, Harry, it starts with you." The man nodded to one of the people in the crowd.

This guy has a tiger's back and a pair of eyes that are bright.

The two stood in a gun lane.

Behind him is a bunch of melon-eating classmates.

"Hey, Gwen, who do you think will win?" A girl asked in a whisper as she tugged at Gwen's sleeve.

"It's supposed to be that new classmate Kerry." Gwen gave Kerry a deep look.

"Why? You really like that guy, do you? The girl gossiped.

"No, it's just a gut feeling."

"Oh ~ Intuitive ~ Sense." The girl pulled a long tone and grimaced, and the angry Gwen reached out to fight.

At this time, the competition on the venue officially begins.

"Whew." Harry took a deep breath to adjust his heart rate, then squinted one eye and leaned slightly forward, the standard three-point line.

"Bang!" Harley pulls the trigger first.

"Bang bang." Another barrage of shootings.

That was until Harry put down his pistol and wiped a handful of fine sweat from his forehead.

Then the target ring hanging on the top of the slide rope is closer, and one shot (8) rings scores, and the rest of the bullets are basically between (8) rings and (7) rings, which is good among freshmen.

It's a pity he met Kerry.

Kerry didn't try to aim like Harry, his eyes were fixed on the target ring, and he raised a shot in his right hand.

"Bang!"

Then proceed to pull the trigger.

"Bang bang bang!"

Kerry quickly ran out of a shuttle of bullets, and instead of stopping, he changed his magazine and continued to shoot.

Many people who saw this scene couldn't help frowning, could it be that this freshman was worried about losing the game, so he played an extra magazine? But it's not fair!

Andres didn't stop Kerry, just pinched his chin and waited for Kerry to finish the second clip.

The target ring is closer.

"(10) rings, all (10) rings!" Andres pinched his chin and reported the results.