Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 605 Leaving and Not Leaving
Just like how Mark defined himself before.

He is not a villain.

Yes.

Since he is not a villain, there should be a bottom line Mark should have.

Like… this thing about Roger Murtaugh.

Paused.

Mark looked at his fiancee who came out of the main building, put down the teacup in his hand and asked with a smile, "How is it?"

Kate shook her exquisite mobile phone with a smile on her face and said, "Of course, we have already talked about it, so when shall we go?"

Mark chuckled, "Now."

Done.

Mark's right hand flashed a pentagram repeatedly between his fingers, and then began to draw circles with faint blue fire light.

Mark's exclusive portal relies on the underworld to pass through all the places shrouded in the underworld.

what?
Earth 38 is not under the jurisdiction of the underworld?

Let's say that.

Wherever Pluto goes, life and death will return to Hades.

Without exception...

It stands to reason that Mark can draw circles directly without using the self-produced pentagram coins.

But Earth 38 is another universe after all.

A little respect is good.

Again.

If he didn't hold the pentagram coin and forcibly open the dark blue portal, who knows if he would be noticed by the chaotic gods in the main universe next door.

next second.

Ding!
With a slight movement of Mark's thumb, he threw out the pentagram coin in his hand instantly.

moment.

The sky is full of morning stars, as picturesque...

The faint blue portal expanded rapidly from point to area in an instant.

In an instant.

In the apartment, a certain alien who had no impression of lying on the sofa and eating pizza stared at a portal that suddenly expanded and was inlaid with a large array of pentagrams and filled with blue flames.

With a thud.

Carla directly swallowed the pizza in her mouth at the speed of a female superstar and stared at an acquaintance with a big belly on the other side of the portal.

Kate stared at the alien little sister who still looked like she remembered, and couldn't help shaking her head and laughing.

Kate, who was about to step into the portal to reunite with Kara, suddenly turned to Mark and said, "What about your business?"

"I've already arranged it."

"That's good."

Mark smiled lightly and directly called Dizzy, who was turning into a Dodge Tomahawk from boredom in the basement, and then carefully protected Kate and walked into the portal.

Bang!
The faint blue portal closed instantly.

The dots of morning stars transformed from the pentagram are also falling with the wind.

Federal Building.

"Good morning, Debbie."

"Z, you didn't use the bar as your bedroom again last night, did you?"

"Deb, I've finished the file and sent it to your mailbox."

"I know, by the way, is there another informant for you, remember to report it, don't forget the procedure."

"Well, I will."

Debbie, who was wearing a yellow down jacket, greeted others happily and walked towards her office.

When he was 30 meters away from his office, he stopped in an instant.

A guy who shouldn't be here shows up at her office door.

Debbie's thin lips, which were painted with purple lipstick, looked up slightly at Jack who was leaning on the door of her office, and said with a desperate face: "Wow, look who is here to check the work? Isn't this our deputy director?"

Jack looked helpless.

Debbie glanced at Jack who was blocking the door of her office. She brushed Jack aside with her waist and opened the door of her office with her fingerprints. Why are you free to come to me from your daily work?"

Jack was just about to speak.

Debbie, who threw her bag on her sofa, turned around and pointed at Jack and said, "I see, I want to revisit the old place to experience it? But I'm sorry, I opened up your office and turned it into my lounge. "

Jack was speechless again.

After finally waiting for Debbie to finish speaking, Jack hurriedly talked about the main thing of his visit this time: "Boss came to work at nine o'clock this morning."

Debbie, who was turning on her computer, paused, her eyes moved up to Jack's bear-like face with a strange expression.

Before finishing speaking, Jack nodded solemnly.

Debbie took a deep breath, and hurriedly looked at the time of the expensive clock she just bought for herself yesterday.

Debbie blinked.

That's right.

09: 30.

It's normal working hours.

It's normal...what the hell.

When did the boss go to work during normal hours?

Or.

Every month the FBI has a perfect attendance bonus.

There are twelve months in a year.

Mark can get a month's money is already an earth-shattering big news.

Let alone today.

Debbie rolled her eyes and got up, raised her eyebrows at Jack, and immediately walked out the door.

Seeing this, Jack hurriedly chased after him.

Office of the Secretary of the Federal Building.

As soon as Debbie got off the elevator, she saw the blond secretary who had just come out of the director's office.

The blond secretary also had a weird and confused expression on his face.

Debbie went up and asked, "What happened to Bev?"

The blond secretary didn't seem to hear.

After Debbie called again, the blond secretary came back to his senses and looked down at the documents in his arms and said in disbelief: "The director just reviewed and signed all the documents that have been backlogged for three months."

"……what?"

"No way, Maggie and I are planning to come here for vacation in the afternoon..." Debbie hurriedly braked and shut up when she said this.

If Debbie dared to say this in normal times, the blond secretary would definitely question Debbie's safety level.

But now?
The blond secretary turned his head to look at the office door that he had just closed, then looked at Debbie and Jack in surprise and said, "Anyway, the director is acting weird today, so be careful."

Done.

The blond secretary seemed to shudder, shook his head, and walked towards his secretary's office on his own...

There are oddities.

The blond secretary thought to himself.

After the blond secretary entered his office, Jack and Debbie looked at each other and then looked at the closed office door in unison.

"You knock?"

"Why? You are the deputy director."

"Boss likes you the most."

"...This is the truth."

After some eye contact, Debbie gave Jack a look of deep contempt, then stretched out her right hand into a fist and knocked on the front door.

There was silence after the knock on the door.

Soon.

"Please come in." Mark's familiar voice came from the office.

Hearing this familiar voice, Debbie and Jack's expressions became even more strange.

please come in?

Is this the lines of their boss?

With a hint of confusion, puzzlement and a little bit of uneasiness, Debbie pulled down the doorknob and pushed open the office door.

In the meeting room.

[Mark], who was sitting on the sofa and sipping bourbon, looked at Jack and Debbie who walked in and said with a smile: "Is there something wrong?"

Jack and Debbie looked at each other again.

next second.

In an instant, the gun shot out like a dragon and aimed at Mark on the sofa...

(End of this chapter)