What?

Peerless assassin?

yesterday?

Could it be that little black thing?

its not right.

I just had a whim yesterday, and I didn't post the notice. Moreover, the house was blown up by gas, how could it be possible to contact him?

Good guy.

George wouldn't be thinking about it day and night in the process of chasing the Peerless Assassin, and some inexplicable changes have taken place, and he has some kind of special function.

This unscientific!

Locke looked up, his thoughts were spinning rapidly, and he also made a surprised expression: "Peerless Assassin, did you come out for activities yesterday?"

Over there, he got up and gave a hum to Helen who was holding a freshly baked steak on Locke's plate, sat down again, and glanced at George: "George just went to bed yesterday, and there was a phone call. When George heard it, he put on his underwear and ran away." gone."

Locke was expressionless.

George coughed violently: "Honey, you don't need to go into such detail."

Good guy, don't you really think of this wild boar as an outsider?

Locke also has a certain degree of immunity to Helen's words sometimes, but if the future mother-in-law is such an informal character, it is actually quite good.

Helen looked at George with a smile: "Yesterday was our anniversary, did you know that?"

George froze, "What anniversary?"

Their first dating anniversary was in December, and then their wedding anniversary was in June. It seems that there are no anniversaries.

"The anniversary of the first time at third base."

"…Mother!"

This time it was Gwen's turn to be overwhelmed, and looked at Locke beside him: "Lock, let's go to the roof."

Locke nodded wisely: "Okay."

He was wrong.

Having such an informal mother-in-law, in fact, may not be a good thing, at least, when driving, people are caught off guard, and they drive as soon as they say it.

but…

Should the anniversary of third base be marked down, too?

When Locke followed Gwen to the roof with the dinner plate, he silently opened his own memory palace, and then marked the memories related to Gwen with the date, and then built a new bookshelf, and put the few books that are still relatively small. Memories related to Gwen were placed there.

In case Gwen suddenly asked in the future, Locke would not be caught off guard.

on the roof.

windy.

Gwen brushed her hair, and shook her head towards Locke who was following up: "Sorry, Mom just doesn't treat you as an outsider."

Locke smiled and said: "It's okay, I'm already immune, and I remember when we met, when we held hands, when we were on first base, second base, including when we were on third base."

Gwen gave Locke a blank look: "I'm not that boring."

Locke smiled.

Really?

I do not believe.

Gwen then smiled and said, "However, I'm glad you can remember."

I knew it.

Locke looked at Gwen with a bright smile and felt a daze while thinking so in his heart.

After all, her daughter's endorsement words are duplicity.

Just like men are lustful by nature, except that some men can control their desires well, instead of being controlled by desires in reverse.

The cool wind blowing on the roof is cooler on the body.

Gwen leaned on Locke's shoulder, and the two of them sat on a raised platform on the roof, where they could see just the corner of the George Washington Bridge.

Both of them were breathing steadily.

"Locke."

"Um."

"Thank you for being my hero."

"..."

Locke turned his face to the side, looked at Gwen, who was staring at him with beautiful eyes as if he could speak, and smiled slightly: "Thank you for being my goddess of luck."

Gwen blinked her eyes and looked at Locke with a smile.

Locke also looked at Gwen.

It's been a long time.

The two seemed to be competing with each other, as if they were watching who would be the first to blink.

quite a while.

Locke chose to admit defeat and blinked.

Gwen burst out laughing.

at this time.

Whoa whoa whoa whoa!

A police car with its alarm bell flashing, from far to near, seemed to make a sound, and stopped under the apartment building.

Helen's voice came up at this moment: "Gwen, your father is going out."

Gwen and Locke recovered.

go downstairs.

Go back to the apartment.

George had already gone out, and the alarm bell at the door gradually ran away.

Gwen frowned and said, "Is there another case, is it the Peerless Assassin?"

Helen shook her head: "It seems that a police officer was shot."

Gwen said: "The police officer was shot, no wonder, I thought it was the unparalleled assassin?"

After all, George is now a police inspector and doesn't need to go out to work. However, George will still go to the police when he encounters a unparalleled assassin. If a police officer was shot this time, it is only natural for George to go there.

It's not as good as a unparalleled assassin.

After all, a unparalleled assassin kills a murder, but Qiu never commits any crimes against innocent people or police officers.

Locke looked at Gwen, who seemed to be relieved after realizing that it was not the unparalleled assassin who committed the crime, and raised his eyebrows.

Even if George met the Peerless Assassin, he would not be troubled and die easily.

Locke has already raised the level of tolerance towards George by several levels in his heart.

after all…

If possible, Locke still hopes to take over Gwen from George instead of Gwen's stepfather in the future.

but.

Locke was beside him, curiously asked: "Yesterday, did the Peerless Assassin commit the crime?"

He was doing good deeds last night, and then he played "Wu Shuang Shen Bing" at home all night, so he didn't have the time to go to clear the mission.

but.

But Gwen nodded: "Yes, I was also this morning. When I was having breakfast, I heard from my father that last night, the unparalleled assassin shot and killed a couple in Brooklyn."

Locke raised an eyebrow.

Gwen said with some concern: "Father said that they investigated the couple, and the couple did not have the crimes mentioned in the notice at all. The Peerless Assassin has gone berserk, starting from the very beginning of the lynching."

Locke's trigeminal nerve twitched.

This is…

I was imitated?

Or have I become a double?

WTF?

Ding! 』

Task generation! 』

Mission: "Someone is imitating my face!"』

Mission basic rewards: "Achievement Points*1000", "Potential Points*1000"』

Mission description: "Can you bear this? I can't even bear it. Come on, catch him, let him know what cruelty is!"』』

Task bonus description: "The greater the impact, the greater the bonus!"』

Remarks on the task: "Tell you in a low voice, you may need to use the transformation card of the fairy witch, go up, go up, let this guy know what will happen to ruin your reputation, otherwise, the person pretending to be you , will spring up like mushrooms after rain.”』

Accept/Reject! 』

"accept!"

Locke raised his eyebrows and directly chose to accept the task.

What the hell.

Locke had only heard before that someone imitated the serial murderer's killing methods to commit crimes, but he didn't expect that this time, such an honor would fall on him.

only…

I'm not a **** serial murderer.

In his first answer with George, Locke only said that the actions of the Peerless Assassin were guilty, but Locke never said that the Peerless Assassin was a murderer.

He only kills people who deserve to die.

After Locke took this task, he thought for a while and said, "I had a brief contact with this unparalleled assassin. Although he was guilty, I could feel that he didn't have any killing intentions towards me. Yesterday that Will it be a mistake to start a case?"

Gwen shook her head: "Dad said that the notice was also found beside the couple, and the order and writing on it are the same as the previous notice."

The New York Police Department has not released the notice, at least not to the public.

Locke frowned.

After thinking about it, I still didn't ask whether the material of the notice was sent to the forensic department for comparison.

after all…

Locke's notice is unique, and it was directly produced by the system at the expense of his potential points, in order to prevent law enforcement agencies from finding any clues about him through this notice.

After all, the federation is very free from a certain point of view, but it is also very restrictive.

Let's put it this way.

For a developed photo, law enforcement agencies have a way to find out, which photo studio the photo was developed in, and even, through the serial number of the printer, the current flow direction of the printer can be queried.

so.

Even if someone can pretend to be his murder method, but the core crime notice, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com, no one can imitate.

Because no one can find the blacklist of crimes that perfectly impersonate the system.

but.

Locke thought so before, but now?

George is so concerned about him, logically speaking, the notice should be appraised, so Locke is not sure.

And it's not easy for him to say this, so as not to say too much, it's not good.

after awhile.

Come to the second floor.

When Locke passed by a false door, he stopped and looked at Gwen: "Gwen, I remember you said that George has all the file files of the unparalleled assassin in the study?"

Gwen nodded: "Yes, but, do you want to go in and take a look?"

Locke shrugged: "I just think that the Peerless Assassin should not kill innocent people indiscriminately. He didn't kill me, did he?"

Gwen nodded: "I actually think so too. The Peerless Assassin is a lynching killer, not a serial murderer. Serial murderers pursue pleasure in killing, and the Peerless Assassin seems to regard himself as a judge in the dark. Once he If he doesn't insist on this point, then he is no different from a so-called serial murderer."

Locke thought so too.

Push open the study door.

Wow!

Locke couldn't help sighing in his heart, looking at the newspapers related to him pasted on the wall of the study, and the densely packed files lined up on the desk.

Good guy.

Is this a deep expression of love?

Or is George unable to sleep peacefully without catching me?

What crime did I do in my previous life to offend such an old man?

Locke walked to the desk, looked at a dossier that was just released yesterday, and raised his eyebrows.

open!

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