"You've been played, Colonel William Stryker."

"You feel like you're neutral."

"But by the time Whitehorn sent this fake evidence to you, you had already been dragged into the water by him."

"You think Whitehoe and you are like-minded and all the way, but in reality?"

"People work with you, but they hook up with mutants."

"You think you're his only one, but people see you as a choice."

"Haven't you ever wondered why all the mutants you've caught over the years have been so difficult to catch with names and surnames?"

Luke's words, like demonic whispers, rang in Stryker's ears.

The sound of sound in his ears made Stryker's heart tremble.

In fact, Luke was telling the truth.

Over the years, Stryker has captured a lot of mutants and put them in his mutant prison.

But......

Those mutants with names and surnames, he didn't catch a single one.

Not to mention the mutants in Xavier's Genius School, which has a special territorial protection in New York State.

Not to mention Magneto, whose whereabouts are still unknown.

Just the mutants who are a little famous.

Every time Stryker gets a clue, due to various accidents, he will be a step late, or simply the mutants he is targeting, will always disappear before he acts, and then disappear completely.

Stryker used to think he was unlucky, and the damn mutants were too lucky.

Now?

"It's not that you're unlucky, it's not that they're unlucky."

"It's that you've chosen the wrong partner to work with, Colonel Stryker."

"You've got bad people around you."

Luke spoke in a quiet tone, speaking with facts, and then, looking at Stryker who was staring at him with a smile, stretched out his hand of friendship: "Work with me, I promise, this red devil will be yours, I said, Jesus can't keep it." ”

Stryker lowered his eyes and looked at Luke's outstretched right hand of friendship.

His eyes flickered.

Half ring!

Stryker took a deep breath, stretched out his palm, and squeezed his right hand heavily with Luke's hand, then looked up at Luke.

"I don't care who I work with, I just want mutants to die!"

"Of course."

Luke smiled slightly at this sentence in his left ear and out in his right ear, and raised his glass with his other hand: "Happy cooperation?" ”

Stryker grabbed the vodka in his hand.

"Ding!"

"It's a pleasure to work with."

Stryker's expression was half gloomy, half happy.

Gloomy, he was fooled by Luke and realized that he had been tricked like a monkey by his old dog, Daniel Whitehorse.

And he said.

Why do you find a valuable mutant every time, only to be run away by that damn mutant every time?

The feeling is that someone secretly backstabbed him in the back.

What disgusted him the most was that Stryker remembered the image of Whitehoe grabbing a few mutants with dispensable mutant abilities and thanking him for his disgust.

Fortunately!

He met Luke.

Stryker's idea was simple.

Luke, who was disgusted by Whitehorse's use of mutants, will definitely be angry with mutants while taking a step more heavily on Whitehorse's murderous intentions.

Public opinion has fermented.

If Luke doesn't want to continue to carry the black cauldron of mutants in the future, he will definitely spare no effort to stand on the line of "opposing mutants".

So......

From this point of view, Luke and him are like-minded.

Half past eleven in the morning.

Downstairs of the Federal Building, many media reporters squatting on the ground seemed to hear some kind of call, and they were all shaken and began to be crowded, but they entered in an orderly manner.

Of course.

The Federal Building, not to say, is that the media reporters of the cats and dogs entered.

Like what......

"What, why can't we get in."

"Sorry, the Beverly newspaper isn't part of this invitation."

"Why?"

The two federal agents who were downstairs in charge of checking the entrance of the media looked at the red-faced reporter in front of them and glanced at them expressionlessly: "Warn you one last time, if you don't leave for three seconds, I will think that you are suspected of terrorist attacks." ”

This is the Federal Building.

It is also quite reasonable to speculate that this person has bad intentions and is likely to make a terrorist attack.

The Beverly reporter who was going to argue with his argument chuckled in his heart, remembered where he was now, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but his body was very honestly retreating towards the back.

Beverly was not alone in the media that was denied entry.

There are a few other media outlets.

For example, the West Coast Daily, the Los Angeles Daily, and the Discovery of Mutants newspaper.

But these denied media outlets have one thing in common.

That is, they all wrote in the newspapers this morning that Luke was a mutant and so on.

Naturally, it makes sense that they weren't invited.

In the press and external liaison conference room.

Coming with Luke, waiting in the conference room early, and by the way, Rachel, who acted as the hostess to entertain the other eleven regular media leaders, sat in the first row, turned his head to look at the media who began to enter one after another, and was a little surprised.

"How do I feel, the West Coast media, all here."

"Not all."

The female anchor who was sitting next to Rachel and was also the head of her TV station said with a smile: "I just received the news that in the morning, Danfan followed the trend and posted the media that Director Dane was suspected of being a mutant, and this time, all of them were intercepted outside." ”

Rachel came back to her senses: "You deserve it!" ”

News is not chasing after the wind, news is to guide the public to understand the truth and know the truth.

It's good to have fun with Rachel, and the female anchor who urgently helped Rachel contact the other ten media people present this morning said with a smile: "Fortunately, Rachel contacted us, otherwise, our TV station would also be ready to move." ”

Rachel smiled and said, "Don't say that, I haven't thanked you yet, I'll treat you when this hot spot passes." ”

The other eleven female anchors glanced at each other and looked at Rachel.

"Director Dane, come back this time."

"Yes."

Rachel nodded in the affirmative.

Eleven female anchors smiled.

Rachel also smiled.

I didn't care about adding a dinner to Luke, because it was more important to win the support of the mainstream media than to have one more dinner.

The main thing is that the twelve mainstream media outlets on the West Coast next to her and her together are silent, and the hot public opinion outside is nothing more than a gossip scandal with no factual basis.

They, the twelve media outlets, represent the news.

Credible news!

Soon!

Half an hour of admission is enough for all the media who should enter.

Bang.

The reporters who had already entered the room turned their heads to look, and behind them, the door to the conference room had been closed by two federal agents.

At the two passages of the conference room behind him, four black-clad detectives were in place.

Moment.

The sense of oppression brought by the top violent law enforcement agencies in the Federation directly swept the whole meeting, making the field that was still chattering just now quickly change in the direction of calmness.

All eyes were on the podium, which had the F.B.I. badge on it.

The FBI's Los Angeles branch, the spokesperson for foreign affairs, wore a blue suit and walked to the front of the stage with a serious expression.

There was silence in the room, except for the sound of the cameras running from the spotlights and the many media outlets.

The spokesperson made a public opinion clarification report on the information about "Director Luke Dane's suspected mutant" that caused a stir this morning.

The content of the briefing is decent, and it focuses on an FBI style.

Finally.

The spokesman paused, then looked at the media reporters in the field, and said directly: "Next is Director Dane and Sentinel Secret Service William Stryker joint speech, this press conference, for the informative press conference, before the press conference is over, no reporters will ask questions, please pay attention to the discipline of the press conference!" ”

The words fell.

Dressed in suits and leather shoes, Luke and William Stryker came to the stage under the guidance of the female detective.

The frequency of the flashing of the magnesium lamp has become more frequent.

Rachel, who was sitting in the first row, also took out her mobile phone and took a picture of Luke standing in front of the press table on the stage.

Lu Ke glanced at Rachel, then looked at the entire conference hall, and said directly: "First of all, introduce the one next to me, Colonel William Stryker, the representative of the military in the Sentinel Secret Service, everyone's intentions, I know very well, facts speak louder than words, I am not a mutant, Colonel Stryker is the most vocal, next, I will be witnessed by the media, any testing by the Sentinel Secret Service, and I will also accept the supervision of the public media, in the process of testing, I'll be inviting twenty media to witness the list, and the list will be randomly selected by Senior Special Agent Ms. Ron, so let's get started! ”

After saying that, Lu Ke and the press spokesman next to him, Senior Special Agent Ron, nodded.

Ron stepped forward and called him by name.

"Columbia TV."

"West Coast Gold."

"Federal Press TV."

Ron confronted the twelve West Coast formal mainstream media in the first row, led by Rachel, which was also what Luke meant.

After naming the twelve regular media, Ron's next step was a random selection, and in order to ensure absolute fairness and justice, he directly shook the seat number on the big screen and confirmed that the other eight were not regular, but they were also mainstream media that did not follow the trend.

Meantime!

The big screen also showed a synchronized picture of Luke and William Stryker, as well as the twenty media reporters who were found behind them, going to the laboratory for testing.

William Stryker originally thought that he would just use a simple device to do a test.

But......

Luke refused.

This is his crisis.

But it's also another good opportunity for him to brush up on his reputation.

Rachel reminded him.

……

(End of chapter)