American comics: This guy is crazy.

Chapter 227 Allen directly calls the police to find Wanda

"Dean, why are you like this, carrying a grown man on your back?"

"At a young age, the dean seduces young patients."

"I really can't see that the dean is having so much fun."

……

In the hospital, doctors and nurses pointed.

And Agatha ignored the looks of others and carried Alan out of the hospital.

"You can't walk two steps by yourself. I will carry you in places with few people." Agatha said angrily.

In fact, doctors and nurses are all members of the witch coven, and they collectively tampered with their memories and became employees of the mental hospital.

The so-called patients are all agents of the Tianjian Bureau who broke in, but they are just fabricated memory illusions.

And Allen can restore her memory, so it is speculated that she can still use magic.

"Alan, can you find Wanda through magical induction?"

It seemed that it was once attached to the top of the head, disguised as a unicorn horn, and it was simply a stain that was unbearable to look back on.

To be honest, Agatha has seen too many lives and deaths over hundreds of years, so she doesn't want to see her followers die.

"I really can't deal with you."

Maybe because I am too old, I have become conservative in my thinking and cherish everything I have.

The first step is to find Wanda the Scarlet Witch and figure out what her purpose is.

Moreover, the Avengers may be torn apart due to this incident.

When I think of the memory sucked on my face, I can't help but tremble with disgust all over.

"I don't."

After walking around, there was no trace of Wanda.

Fortunately, it is only memory tampering and no casualties have been caused. Otherwise, it would be difficult to give a reasonable explanation to the public.

"Why don't you rescue the witches?"

Agatha shook her head lightly and said: "I underestimated the strength of the Scarlet Witch. Not only are they unable to help, their lives are even in danger."

Allen looked shy and said, "I just like it when you carry me on your back."

Allen looked doubtfully at the doctors and nurses who were pointing in the distance.

At that time, Agatha could not cast any spells, just like an ordinary person, but she could sense the ubiquitous chaos magic, as if other magical elements had been expelled.

Agatha said she was resisting, but her body was very honest. She missed her days at Kamal Taj very much in her heart.

Except, of course, the damn Speechless Staff.

Holding the residents of a small town hostage can be a big or small matter.

Drive to the town.

"It seems that I have never learned this type of spell."

Cleansing Light is a priest skill and cannot be considered magic in the traditional sense.

Moreover, Allen's mage professional skills are all useless.

Therefore, it is concluded that there is a ban on shielding magic in Westview.

Buy some daily necessities and some food.

Agatha was prepared for the long term.

"Ms. Marcy, who is he?"

The next door neighbor saw a young man brought back by Agatha and couldn't help but asked curiously.

In their perception, neighbors are very welcoming to each other.

"Grandma, I'm shy."

Alan shamelessly hid behind Agatha and said shyly: "Grandma, I don't want to go to the hospital."

cough cough...

Agatha explained awkwardly to her neighbor: "She is the child of a friend of mine. She was sent here for treatment. Please take care of her."

"What a poor kid."

The neighbor also knew Agatha's occupation and couldn't help but look at Allen with regret.

It is really heartbreaking to have brain problems at such a young age.

As soon as he entered the house, Allen lay on the sofa, as if returning to his own home, and ordered: "Grandma, I'm hungry, hurry up and cook."

"You are enough."

Agatha stuffed a French stick over her and said angrily: "Take it and use it as a cushion."

"It's so thick and big, I can't fit it in one mouthful."

Allen looked at the hard baguette with mischievous eyes, and flicked the hard shell with his fingers. "That's for food, not for you to play with." Agatha couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"I will not eat."

Allen waved his French stick and solemnly decided: "This is my soul-penetrating magic stick."

"..."

Come on.

Whatever you do.

Anyway, Agatha will never touch the baguette again.

"What are you going to do next?" Agatha asked.

Now, with all the magic lost, he is like a mortal, and he is counting on Allen, who has the strength to fight, to take action.

She is a powerful Supreme Mage who is still so vulnerable in the face of Chaos Magic. How can she seek death in a head-on confrontation?

According to the strength of the Supreme Mage, Agatha can live for at least a few hundred years.

"It's very simple, just call the police."

"Call the police?"

Allen stood up and smashed the door and window glass, then rummaged through the sofa and wardrobe, and said proudly: "The abominable Wanda broke into the house and robbed her. It's pitiful for us, grandson and grandson, to watch her walk away."

"..."

Agatha shocked Alan's brain.

It is indeed a way to find Wanda quickly.

It is estimated that the police station in Westview Town can quickly investigate and lock the target.

There were tens of thousands of people in the town. They went from house to house and asked, but before they could find the person, their whereabouts were already exposed.

"Call the police." Allen reminded.

"Retribution?"

Agatha picked up the phone and dialed the police number. Before waiting for the police detective to arrive, it was essential to create an atmosphere.

Allen walked directly to Agatha, and when she looked confused, he scratched her head with both hands.

After a while, his meticulous gray hair became disheveled, as if he had been insulted.

Pfft!
Allen was lying in Agatha's arms. His face changed for a second to look frightened, and he muttered: "Grandma, I'm scared. The eldest sister just now was so fierce."

"..."

Agatha had a look of disgust on her face, grinning and being speechless for a long time.

"I'm already into the drama, can you be more professional?" Allen urged unhappily.

"I can not do it."

Poor old Beibi, who is five hundred years old, has never been involved in the affairs of men and women, let alone get married and have children, and has no idea how to coax children.

"Tsk..., come and cry."

Changing his position, Allen comforted Agatha in his arms: "Don't be afraid, grandma, I will definitely not let bad people bully you."

"I can't cry."

She was hundreds of years old, so her tear glands were probably shrunk, and Agatha was a little unable to do so even if she wanted to cry.

Ah da!

Ah da!

"You old bastard, you insist on me doing special effects."

Alan Bangbang punched twice, and Agatha burst into tears from the pain.

The belated police detective rushed to the alarm location.

He broke into the door very unprofessionally, holding a gun in his hand and shouting: "Fo Bole, don't act rashly."

"Officer, we are the victims."

Allen was distraught and said: "My grandma is already very old. The robber Wanda came up and punched her twice. Look, her eye sockets are swollen. Is this still something a human can do? And Is there any law?”

And Agatha was about to cry without tears, covering her eyes with her hands and curling up on the ground.

After receiving four punches in one day, I wish I could lose my sight.

What a sin! ?

"You mean Wanda, what evidence do you have?" the detective asked suspiciously.

"No evidence is needed. I can confront you face to face. If I tell lies, let my grandma die where she is."

"..."

Bastard, don't swear on me!

(End of this chapter)