People in DC, every day administrative leave

Chapter 38 038. Slow progress
It wasn't until the fuel was about to run out that Zhang San finally controlled the pole and throttle in front of him to land the glider on the ground.

Putting away the big toy that was so cool, Zhang San with a relaxed face took out his bicycle and rode back towards the town.

In a video store.

Moon received another call from Amanda Waller, and Waller on the other end said that there was not much time left for them:

"The scope of the FBI's investigation is very close to Evergreen, and I can only hold them back for four days."

Perhaps because Senator Gough and the factory where the food was packaged and shipped were destroyed, the rest of the butterflies became nervous.

The parasitic politicians in various positions began to put pressure on the FBI, and they asked the director of the FBI to find out the suspects who did these things as quickly as possible.

Waller knew the news, and she had tried her best to lead the FBI's clues in the opposite direction of Ave Green.

But this only buys four days. The FBI people are not fools, and sooner or later they will find out that the problem lies with Evergreen.

Ugh…

Mu En sighed, he had asked John and others to check the location of the cow, but the problem was that it took time!
"I see."

After hastily hanging up the phone, Moon looked at the people in the hall who were operating computers and flipping through documents.

"Why don't you try to interrogate the elf above? I think he still has something to say."

Harcourt came over and gave him a suggestion.

A judo master who can hang out with the butterfly leader can't just know that little thing.

Mu En thought about it carefully, then he looked at Harcourt seriously and asked, "Do you have the phone numbers of those motorcycle riders?"

"Is there a possibility that we have other interrogation methods?"

It was so unbearable that Harcourt turned around and walked upstairs speechlessly. She wanted to find the cow in her own way.

When she arrived in the room, she first patted the face of the listless judo master on the recliner, and then asked, "Where is the cow?"

The judo master opened his eyes weakly and looked at her for a moment, then closed his eyes and rested.

Seeing that he was treating her like this, Harcourt stopped asking. She walked out of the video store and came back with a bag of things after a while.

The sound of rubbing a plastic bag sounded, and the judo master who was very sensitive to this turned his head and looked to the side.

Harcourt, who had left before, was now holding a bag of his favorite Cheetos on the cob, and reached out his hand in slow motion like a provocation, took one out of the bag, put it in his mouth, and chewed it gently...

"Wow! This thing is so delicious, hmm~"

Click, click, click...

goo-dong...

The judo master, who hadn't eaten Cheetos on the Cob for several days, swallowed his saliva. His desire for this snack was like drinking water.

"Oh my god, this is delicious."

Harcourt was not in a hurry. After finishing one bag, she took another bag from the side and ate it.

The sound of clicking, clicking, clicking was like beautiful music from heaven, and the psychological defense of the judo master who kept swallowing his saliva was collapsing.

Seeing that it was almost done, the bad woman waved a freshly torn bag of Cheetos corn cobs in front of the judo master:
"Want to eat?"

Seeing him hurriedly closing his eyes as if to avoid a monster, the bad woman smiled and took out a corn cob from the bag and placed it on the judo master's belly.

Then she left the room with the unopened and unpacked Cheetos on the Cob.

bang...

When he heard the door being closed, the judo master who had just closed his eyes and pretended to be dead immediately looked at the corn cob that the other party placed on his stomach.

The long-lost fragrance kept flowing into his nose, and the judo master, who had long been thirsty for it, breathed in again and again.

Suddenly, the muscles controlling his abdomen jerked, and the corn cob lying on it flew toward his face.

The judo master did not dare to be distracted and tried hard to raise his head and open his mouth to catch the flying corn cob.

click!
Unfortunately, this one bites the air.

The corn cob rubbed his cheek and fell to the ground. The judo master wanted to stick out his tongue and lick the remaining spice on his face, but unfortunately he couldn't reach it...

He was desperate, lying on the chair frustrated and completely losing motivation.

After an unknown amount of time, the familiar sound of plastic packaging bags sounded again in the room.

"The butterflies are finished. You can eat as many Cheetos as you want as long as you tell me where the cows are."

"I won't say it, because they are hope and the future..."

Harcourt's hand holding the corncob paused. She wanted to know why this fool believed so much in Butterfly's theory.

In order to make human beings better, so occupying the bodies of politicians and controlling various departments?
Give me a break!

If the butterflies had said so, they would not have been in the minds of Senator Goff's wife and children.

"You know, I actually like reading comics, especially superhero comics.

Guess what I'm thinking of when you talk about those human futures occupying the bodies of children?
These damn aliens are pretending to be humans trying to be us and trick other humans, this is Secret Invasion! "

With a resentful tone, Harcourt took out a large handful of Cheetos on the cob, and then slammed them into the mouth of the judo master:

"I'll eat it for you! You stupid bastard!!!"

Bang!
Harcourt left angrily. She was the one who really wanted to destroy the butterflies, because she was very unhappy with what these vile alien creatures did.

Obviously the butterflies want to occupy the earth and make humans their slaves, but they still pretend to be considerate of humans.

It's disgusting!
"..."

The judo master who was tied to the recliner didn't know what happened. Even though his mouth was stuffed with his favorite snacks, he didn't have any mood to eat them.

(When those humans in your mouth occupy the body of a child in the future, guess what I thought of?)
(These damned aliens pretending to be humans want to be us and trick other humans, this is Secret Invasion!)
Harcourt's words circulated in his mind over and over again, and he looked at the ceiling silently thinking about everything that happened from the beginning to the present.

Do butterflies really want to help humans...?
Downstairs, Moon and the others saw an angry Harcourt.

Seeing the remains of Cheetos corn cobs in her palm, Moon seemed to understand something and said:
"I'd better call Zhang San over."

"No, that fool will take the initiative to tell us the location of the cow later."

After taking a few deep breaths, Harcourt, who seemed to have calmed down, took a few pieces of paper from the table and wiped his hands.

"Are you okay?" Liotta asked concerned.

"I'm just annoyed by a fool, I'm fine."

After her expression returned to normal, she found a seat and sat down, and the four of them just waited.

(End of this chapter)