Boom!

The pickup truck instantly turned into an orange fireball under the watchful eyes, quickly lifted into the air, and then directly turned into a pile of wreckage.

"Gwen!"

"Uncle Jack."

Under the protection and alert of the special service team, after Gwen opened the car door, he hugged a man who caught up and was fully armed, a man of his age who didn't seem to be much older than George.

Jack, the captain of the NYPD's Secret Service.

Just took office last month.

In the confrontation with an old black man, Jack relied on the unreserved trust and support of senior police inspector George Stacy to defeat the white left in the police station, making Jack a new New Yorker. Spokesperson of the police special service team.

The friendship between Jack and George also has a history of many years. Come on, when Locke goes to George's house by chance, Jack will be there, and Jack's daughter is also in September this year, because there are letters of recommendation from Locke and Gwen , also enrolled in Midtown High School.

After all, they are the two university gods of Midtown High School, and Locke is also the student council president of Midtown High School. Not to mention that Jack's daughter's grades are not bad, even if she is a scumbag, Midtown High School will still give it to her.

Jack looked at Locke who came out of the driver's seat, nodded his head, and confirmed that the two children were fine, then hovered in the sky through the headset, and couldn't find a suitable place to land. George, who descended directly, said, "George, both children are fine."

Um.

And it can be said to be unharmed.

but…

Locke is fine, which means one thing.

Someone has something to do.

And it's a big deal!

When Anonymous received the news of Locke's attack again and was stunned, Locke and Gwen had been safely escorted to the New York Police Department building.

"Give."

"Thanks."

George thought for a while, and handed the full bourbon to Locke, who was sitting on the sofa in his office with Gwen.

Locke took it, thanked him, and then, under George's gaze, drank the full glass of bourbon in one gulp, and handed the empty glass back to George: "Can I have another glass, too much?" Soon."

George's eyebrows twitched a few times, but considering that Locke's adrenaline should be a sequela after the adrenaline faded, he gave up the idea of ​​calling the police to report underage drinking. He didn't say anything, but turned around and poured another glass Bourbon then handed the cup to Locke. After sitting down, he asked curiously, "When was the car refitted?"

Locke took it, and was a little fortunate: "After the house was bugged, I realized that I should have a safe house, so I entrusted Yincheng Insurance to help modify it according to the specifications of the president's car. After all , you know, they don't want to pay me for a fifth Audi."

This is the truth.

If George went to Yincheng Insurance now, he would get the same answer from Locke.

His car was indeed modified, and it was bulletproof. It's just that Locke used the unparalleled magic weapon to slightly enhance the bulletproof ability.

After Locke finished speaking, he glanced at Gwen, who was drinking hot cocoa and was stunned, with a slightly sad expression, and looked at George: "I just thought, I'm not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, but I didn't expect it. It came in handy."

George wanted to laugh.

But the next second.

George thought of the scene of Locke and his precious daughter dying tragically on the spot if there were no bulletproof cars, and his expression became terrified, and he nodded sympathetically.

As for the rest, George didn't think much about it.

without him.

There are many examples of Locke being prepared, and Locke's good luck has come at the cost of George quitting his fishing addiction, and he has thoroughly seen what it means to be a man kissed by the goddess of luck.

so…

George was not too surprised by Locke's statement, just like George, he did not doubt why Locke's marksmanship was so fast, accurate and ruthless.

With the five headshot vampires in Kali Lake as a lesson from the past, isn't it normal for a few gangsters to shoot fast and ruthlessly?

Only, George was frowning.

"Who did you mess with again?"

"..."

Locke felt the movement around him, Gwen's body froze, sipped the wine in his glass, and looked at George: "George, I'm only seventeen years old, believe me, even if I provoke someone, that person will not use his death The soldiers came after me."

George was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "That's right."

A seventeen-year-old child, the most enemies he provokes, is probably to spend money to find a few gangsters from Hell's Kitchen, and then go to intimidate them.

But just now...

That is a group of dead soldiers who are not afraid of death.

In ordinary pursuit battles, even if the NYPD is pulling their hips, ordinary villains will choose to avoid their edge after seeing the NYPD's appearance, but what about that group of people?

At first glance, he was not an ordinary gangster, but he was full of the smell of a spy organization.

at this time.

Gwen, who was holding a cup of hot cocoa, looked up: "Dad, can you find a room for Locke and me to rest, we are victims."

George came back to his senses and didn't know what he thought of. He nodded and said with a smile, "Of course, Dad will arrange it now."

after awhile.

George found a female police officer, took Locke and Gwen to the safe house in the building, and then blew a whistle and stopped Kate Beckett: "Kate, last time, the suspect in the Star Building hacking case With the witness, where is it now, find out, don't call the FBI directly, I worry, they lied."

Beckett was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."

George frowned slightly.

The wiretapping case of the Star Building some time ago.

This time, the murder case.

besides…

That Washington declared that the spies that took place in the port of Manhattan.

George had previously pleaded guilty to the criminal suspect in the wiretapping case of the Star Building, and there were witnesses and physical evidence, so George did not link the wiretapping case with the espionage case.

at the moment?

As an old police officer, George has vaguely noticed that there seems to be some connection among them.

It was also Gwen who noticed something was wrong.

Inside the lounge.

Gwen, who had just come in and hadn't spoken, sat on the sofa and looked at Locke: "Lock, who is chasing you?"

Locke turned to look at Gwen.

There was a forced smile on Gwen's face: "I can feel it, what do you know..."

Locke interrupted directly: "International Contract Intermediary Office."

He hadn't planned to hide it from Gwen.

Concealment is not a good habit, especially in the process of communication, Gwen has no reservations about him. Naturally, Locke will also have no reservations about Gwen.

As for the Peerless Assassin, Rococo and Cain?

That's their thing, a barren relationship with Locke.

Gwen froze slightly, looked at Locke, and seemed to have some feelings.

Well…

She didn't expect Locke to be so straightforward.

Locke looked at the expression on Gwen's exquisite face, smiled slightly, and repeated his promise: "Gwen, I have no reservations about you, and, in fact, I only found out about this international contract agency yesterday. I didn't expect it to come so soon."

Listening to Locke's repeated assurances and Locke's explanation, Gwen nodded and pursed her lips, thinking of the scene where she seemed to be planning to speak in the car just now, but she didn't say anything because she was running for her life. International Contract Brokerage is…”

"A killer organization."

"ah?"

Gwen blinked, as if thinking of something, looked at Locke: "Is it the organization where the Peerless Assassin stayed?"

Locke was slightly taken aback: "What, no, this is an organization that was investigated by the CIA but could not be confirmed."

How could he belong to this organization.

He's not a clone.

"CIA?"

Gwen thought of Anonymous, and couldn't help but look at Locke: "Have you joined the CIA?"

Locke shook his head: "No."

If Gwen asked yesterday, he would definitely say yes, he has an idea, but yesterday, he skipped class on the first day he joined the CIA reserve team.

Gwen looked at Locke and smiled: "I believe in you."

Looking at the expression on Gwen's face, Locke also laughed, and then told the news that he was yesterday and shouldn't be today.

Still as he said ~lightnovelpub.net~ without reservation.

Between Locke and Gwen, there are no secrets!

He also didn't want Gwen to secretly search for something because of his concealment, and then, by accident, in the middle of the night, Locke suddenly woke up, and then, if he wanted to see Gwen again, he had to go through hell, Went to **** to catch people.

Gwen opened her mouth wide and looked at Locke: "That Anonymous, did you recruit you because your mother is from the CIA?"

Locke's eyelids twitched: "Can you stop using that title? If you use Lorraine Broughton's words, I will thank you."

Gwen turned a deaf ear and lowered her head: "But, the International Contract Agency, why did they chase you down? Is it just because you wanted to know the cause of your mother's death, and they found out, and then they wanted to silence you so that you wouldn't be killed?" Go find them to seek revenge in the future?"

The corner of Locke's mouth twitched: "I don't have any plans to avenge her."

But he has the idea of ​​revenge for himself.

Moreover, the anger was already accumulating.

Gwen was taken aback suddenly: "That's not right."

Locke returned to his senses: "What's wrong?"

Gwen looked up at Locke, frowned and said, "How did the international contract intermediary office know about this? By the way, could it be the wiretapping in your building? But this is not right, because you threatened to withdraw, and then the anonymous The unsmeared document that Mister gave you?"

Locke raised an eyebrow.

Gwen's words can basically be used to prove one thing.

There is nothing mysterious about international contract brokers.

At least for the CIA, but for Anonymous, it is very mysterious, because the CIA is Anonymous, and Anonymous is not the CIA.

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