One Thousand Five Hundred and Forty-Two Chapters Are Motivated by Themselves, and the Gold Nugget Is a Toothbrush

Although Emma said she hadn't heard of anyone with tracking abilities in the afterlife.

The reason why she was found was that the rescue station in the Clinton area had been on TV several times and photographed her inadvertently, and her trace was discovered in the afterlife.

Luke was noncommittal about this statement.

An organization of superpowers even has people who can move instantly, and it is not surprising that there are many people with tracking ability.

It's like he uses a gun every day, but is his strongest gun?

Whoever has some brains in this world doesn't leave some trump cards for themselves, and maybe one day they will go to the street!

By sending Emma away, he can determine whether he has the ability to track in the afterlife.

Even if Emma is captured in the future, he will still be able to find a way to rescue her, and by the way, investigate the situation of this organization.

Emma has a super talent, and she will definitely be reluctant to give up in the next life and will not force her too much.

Besides, Luke couldn't accompany Emma 24 hours a day, and he couldn't guard against Gordon, the man in leather trench coat and sunglasses who could move instantly.

After talking to Emma, ​​he walked away to make a few phone calls, and soon a car came and went straight into the garage on the first floor.

After seeing Emma and her two sons in the car, Skye and he walked to the garage door and watched the car leave.

After closing the garage door, he looked at Skye: "You had something on your mind just now. Now that Emma is gone, can you say it?"

Skye hesitated and nodded: "Well, when Emma used her ability just now, I... seem to have a feeling."

When Luke heard this, he raised his hand to stop her: "Go to the study and talk."

This is far more troublesome than Emma's.

He and Emma only met a few times at the rescue station, and determined that Emma was a yellow neutral and not a bad person, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Skye has known him for a long time, and he is still a big fan of Batman, and his character is not bad.

He couldn't have dismissed her the way he had dismissed Emma.

It can only be said that closing the eyes is so important.

When he got to the study and closed the door, Luke motioned to Skye to sit down on the only chair, and then let Xiao Wu "express" a pot of coffee from the transmission pipe.

He poured the coffee unhurriedly, and he brought the coffee to the table without urging him, just picked up a cup and drank it himself.

He was giving Skye some time.

But after taking two sips of coffee, Skye said, "Luke, I feel like my body... seems to have some problems."

Luke put down the coffee: "Tell me."

Skye slowly stretched out his hands: "I have a feeling since Emma burst into flames at the rescue station just now. Look..."

Luke's eyes fell on her hands and found that they were shaking slightly.

Squinting for two seconds, he stretched out a finger and tapped it lightly.

The finger also trembled quickly when it touched Skye's arm.

When he didn't withdraw it immediately, he closed his eyes, and after a moment of understanding, he withdrew his fingers and his face became solemn: "Can you control it?"

In this short contact, he had already noticed that Skye's hands were not shaking, but - shaking.

This kind of vibration can even interfere with the operation of Luke's body under slight contact, which is definitely not a vibration in the general sense.

In connection with Emma's ability, there is only one most likely answer: Skye is also an inhuman race, also has superpowers, and is even activating autonomously.

Skye took a deep breath, stared at his hands for a few seconds, and shook his head in a panic: "No, the best I can make is to weaken it, and the moment I relax it, it trembles even more."

Luke's eyes never left her hands, and of course he found it.

Frowning, he pondered for a moment and asked, "How about you sleep for a while?"

"Huh?" Skye looked up and stared at him with wide eyes.

Luke: "Let you fall asleep for a while, so that I can judge whether this is caused by your mental state or formed by your body itself."

Skye nodded decisively: "Okay."

Then, she was a little unsure: "Just sleep in this chair?"

Luke nodded: "Take a look here for now."

Skye: "Then what should I do?"

Luke: "Close your eyes and count the sheep in your heart."

Skye: "...I'm not a little girl."

Luke smiled: "A large number of sheep can also fall asleep."

When she closed her eyes, he released anesthetic gas at the tip of her nose.

He didn't have time to wait for her to count the sheep, but he just tricked her to close her eyes so that it would be convenient for her to take medicine.

Think that even Uncle Phil was overturned by a paralyzing bullet from him. Skye was treated because she was a girl.

A minute later, Luke carried the sleeping Sky into the basement.

When it comes to checking, the safest and most efficient way is to have the medical procedure Osiris come.

Luke filled Skye with a paralysis bullet, then put it into a separate medical room, and released Osiris and a full set of examination equipment.

Then he walked out of the medical room, closed the door, and brought up the virtual light screen to view Skye's examination data simultaneously.

Then Selena sent a message.

Looking at Luke, he reluctantly put down his work, returned to the third floor, and then pretended to come down from above to the living room on the second floor.

Seeing Chief George and his wife Helen in the living room, he smiled apologetically: "I was on the phone just now, sorry for making you wait so long."

The three said a few polite words, and Helen soon took her daughter Gwen downstairs.

George and Luke said a few words, and he was relieved when he learned that he would try to keep the matter low-key and appease the residents of the party.

Although it has been almost two months since the Great War in New York, the city is still a powder keg, and a small matter may cause mass riots.

The Clinton District is now in good order, but it does not mean that the residents here are all good-natured, and most of the people are still at the bottom of the society.

It is a fine tradition of the people at the bottom of the United States to make trouble if there is disagreement.

After all, apart from this, they have no means to protest the exploitation of capitalists, although making trouble is of no practical significance.

After exchanging the follow-up of today's matter, George got up to leave.

The rest is up to his subordinates. Fortunately, there were basically no casualties. Only a few houses were burned. Compared with the destruction of a lot of buildings by the Chitauri, this loss is not worth mentioning.

After sending George away, Selena and Gold Nugget followed.

The dog's head immediately rubbed against his leg and groaned aggrievedly.

Luke's nose moved: "Okay, hurry up and brush your teeth. Well, from today, Selena's electric toothbrush will be compensated for you."

Gold Nugget suddenly became happy: "Huh?"

Luke nodded: "I'm sure."

The gold nugget hopped to the fourth floor, where Selena lived, and of course her electric toothbrush was there.

After entering the basement, Selena whispered, "Hey, that's my toothbrush."

Luke chuckled, took her by the shoulders and walked in: "Aren't you complaining that it's not very comfortable to use? It's old anyway, and it's used as waste for gold nuggets. I'll make it better for you later. Yes, guaranteed to fit your teeth perfectly."

"Deal." Selena nodded in satisfaction.

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