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After a pause, the other end of the phone spoke.

"I used all my channels to gather information, and I did find a message about 'S.H.I.E.L.D'."

"S.H.I.E.L.D, the full name of the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau, is affiliated to the International Security Council. The other information about S.H.I.E.L.D has not been inquired about."

Hearing Wayne's report, Louie couldn't help but ponder.

"Maybe it's some deformed universe," Louie guessed.

"We've all launched attacks of a certain size, and that can't be without gains."

"Take Sheriff Lake and step up the infiltration of Groot Manhattan Police Headquarters." Louie thought for a while and issued an order.

Groot at night is still so charming, Sheriff Lake dragged his tired body and walked out of the police station. As a sheriff, he has his own personal car.

During normal business activities, police cars are always used.

When he got home from get off work, he went home in his personal car.

He has already divorced his wife, and there is only one daughter in the family, who is usually regarded as a treasure, so even if he is tired after get off work, he still has to go home and spend time with his daughter.

bell bell bell.

A familiar cell phone sound rang, and Lake reached out and took out his cell phone.

He looked at the number and the screen read "Dear little baby".

"My daughter is calling!" Sheriff Lake smiled and pressed the connect button.

On the other end of the phone, a stranger's voice came: "Your daughter is in our hands, come to No. 19, Frank Road Building, Poole Street immediately."

Then came the girl's cry on the other end of the phone, Lake could hear it clearly, that was the voice of his daughter Angel.

Lake couldn't help being shocked and asked nervously, "What are you doing?"

With a beep, the phone was hung up!

Sheriff Lake took a step forward and was about to enter the sheriff to ask for help from his colleagues, but after a few steps, the phone rang again, Sheriff Lake tightened his face and connected the call.

"If you dare to call the police, you will tear up the ticket immediately." Then the phone was disconnected again. Sheriff Lake couldn't help but feel heavy. He knew that someone nearby must be watching him.

Otherwise, how could the other party dare to be so reckless.

He gritted his teeth, opened the door, started the car, and rushed towards the Frank Road Building.

As a sheriff, Lake didn't put his hope of rescue in the kidnapper's world. He drove the car, pretending to be nothing, and put his other hand on his waist and quietly pressed the alarm call.

"Hopefully the police will arrive in time."

Soon, Lake came to the Frank Road Building. He hurriedly stopped the car, got out of the car, and hurried towards the building.

As he hurried to the building, he recalled the information about the Frank Road Building.

Frank Road was built in the last century to commemorate Frank Road's contribution to the United States. Later, due to a series of events, the residents moved from here, leaving only the old buildings.

In short, this building is no longer occupied!

With a heavy heart, Lake gradually rushed to Room 19. In Room 19, two masked gunmen were patrolling with weapons.

This is the structure of a two-bedroom and one-living room, and there is a dilapidated sofa in the living room.

A girl was tied to the sofa. This girl was Sheriff Lake's daughter, Angel. Angel looked terrified. She didn't know why she was kidnapped!