A Certain Marvel Super Player

What?

Peerless assassin?

yesterday?

Could it be about that little black guy?

its not right.

I just had a whim yesterday and didn't put out a notice. Besides, the house was blown up by gas. How could it be connected to him?

Good guy.

In the process of hunting down the Wushuang assassin, George wouldn't have been thinking day and night about some inexplicable changes that had occurred, and he had acquired some kind of special function.

This unscientific!

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

Helen, who stood up and gave Locke a piece of freshly baked steak on her plate, hummed. She sat down again and glanced at George: "George just went to bed yesterday, and a phone call came. When George heard it, he put on his underwear and ran away. ”

Locke's face was expressionless.

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

Good guy, do you really stop treating this wild boar as an outsider?

Locke has become somewhat immune to Helen's words sometimes, but if his future mother-in-law has such an informal character, it would actually be pretty good.

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

George was stunned: "What anniversary?"

Their first love anniversary was in December, and then their wedding anniversary was in June. It seemed like there were no anniversaries.

“The anniversary of the first time third base was played.”

"……Mother!"

This time it was Gwen's turn that she couldn't stand it anymore and looked at Locke next to her: "Locke, let's go to the roof."

Locke wisely chose to nod: "Okay."

He was wrong.

In fact, having such a carefree mother-in-law may not necessarily be a good thing. At the very least, it will make people unprepared when driving, and they will just drive.

but……

Do you want to remember third base's anniversary too?

When Locke followed Gwen to the roof with the dinner plate, he silently opened his memory palace, then marked the memories related to Gwen with dates, and then built a new bookshelf to store the few books that were currently there. The memories related to Gwen were placed on it.

If Gwen suddenly asks about it in the future, Locke won't be caught off guard.

on the roof.

windy.

Gwen gathered her hair and shook her head towards Locke who was following her: "I'm sorry, mom just doesn't treat you as an outsider anymore."

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

Gwen rolled her eyes at Locke: "I'm not that boring."

Locke smiled.

Really?

I do not believe.

Gwen then said with a smile: "However, I am very happy that you can remember."

I knew it.

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

Daughter’s endorsement is, after all, duplicitous.

Just like men's lustful nature, it's just that some men can control their desires well, instead of being controlled by desires.

The cool breeze 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. Sitting on it, they could see the corner of the George Washington Bridge.

Both men's breathing was steady.

"Locke."

"Um."

"Thank you for being my hero."

"..."

Locke turned his head sideways and looked at Gwen, whose beautiful eyes were staring at him as if they could talk. He smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for being my goddess of luck."

Gwen suddenly flashed 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 to see who would blink first.

quite a while.

Locke chose to admit defeat and blinked.

Gwen burst into laughter.

at this time.

Wow wow wow wow wow!

A police car suddenly flashed its alarm bell, and it sounded like a sound from far to near, parked under the apartment building.

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

Gwen and Locke came to their senses.

Go downstairs.

Return to the apartment.

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

Gwen frowned and said, "Is there another case? Is it the Wushuang 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 a Wushuang assassin?"

After all, George is now a police inspector and does not need to go out on the field. However, if he encounters a Wushuang assassin, George will still go out to the police. If a police officer is shot this time, it is natural for George to go there.

It’s okay if he’s not an unparalleled assassin.

After all, the unparalleled assassin kills people, but he will never commit any crime against innocent people or police officers.

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

Even if George meets the Peerless Assassin, he will not be in trouble and die easily.

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

after all……

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

but.

Locke was beside him and asked with a hint of curiosity: "Yesterday, the Wushuang assassin committed a crime?"

He went to do some good deeds last night, and then spent the night playing "Unparalleled Magic Weapon" at home, so he had no time to run out and complete the mission.

but.

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

Locke raised an eyebrow.

Gwen said with some worry: "Dad said that they investigated the couple and found that the couple did not commit the crimes mentioned in the notice at all. The Wushuang assassin has gone on a rampage, starting from the initial lynching execution."

Locke's trigeminal nerve beats.

This is……

Am I being imitated?

Or have I become a stand-in?

WTF?

Ding! 』

Tasks are being generated! 』

Mission: "Someone is imitating my face!"』

Mission basic rewards: “Achievement Points*1000”, “Potential Points*1000”』

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

Mission bonus description: “The greater the impact, the greater the bonus!”』

Mission notes: "I'm telling you in a low voice, you may need to use the fairy witch's transformation card. Come on, hurry up and let this guy know what the consequences will be if he ruins your reputation. Otherwise, the person pretending to be you will , they will all spring up like bamboo shoots after a rain.”』

Accept/Reject! 』

"accept!"

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

What the hell.

Locke had only heard of people imitating the killing methods of serial murderers before, but he did not expect that this time, such an honor would actually fall on his head.

only……

I'm not a serial murderer.

In his first answer to George, Locke only said that the actions of the Wushuang Assassin were sinful, but Locke never said that the Wushuang Assassin was a murderer.

He only kills people who deserve to die.

After Locke took over the task, he thought about it and said, "I had a brief contact with this unparalleled assassin. Although he is guilty, I can feel that he has no intention to kill me. What happened yesterday?" Could it be a mistake to file a case?"

Gwen shook his head: "Dad said that a notice was also found next to the couple. The order and writing on it were 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 was unique. It was created directly by the system using all 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 perspective, but also very restrictive.

Put it this way.

For a developed photo, law enforcement agencies can find out in which photo studio the photo was developed. They can even check the current flow of the printer through the printer's serial number.

so.

Even if someone can imitate his killing method, no one can imitate the core crime notice.

Because no one can find someone who can perfectly impersonate the crime blacklist produced by the system.

but.

Locke thought so before, but now?

Since George was so interested in him, logically speaking, he should have appraised the notice, so Locke wasn't sure.

And it’s hard for him to say this, lest he say too much, which is not good.

after awhile.

Come to the second floor.

When Locke passed by a door that was ajar, he stopped and looked at Gwen: "Gwen, I remember you said that George has all the information files on the Peerless 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 Wushuang Assassin will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. He didn't kill me, right?"

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

Locke thought so too.

Push open the study door.

Wow!

Locke couldn't help but sigh in his heart, looking at the newspapers related to him posted on the wall of the study, as well as the dense files lined up on the desk.

Good guy.

Is this a sign of deep love?

Or is it that George won’t be able to sleep peacefully until he catches me?

What sin did I commit in my previous life to offend such an old father-in-law?

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

Open it!

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