A Certain Marvel Super Player

"morning."

"..."

The next day, Locke opened the bathroom door, wiped his hair, looked at Gwen who had just walked out of the room, and said hello with a smile.

But Gwen glanced at Locke, then indifferently pulled Locke away and walked into the bathroom.

Locke stood there, lowered his head, and couldn't help laughing.

Of course he knew why Gwen was in a mood. Wasn't it because, last night, Gwen left a door open for him, but Locke didn't go there?

no way.

When Locke came back last night, it was almost four o'clock in the morning. It didn't seem good to go to Gwen's room at that time, so Locke didn't go there.

Obviously, Gwen was upset about this incident.

this……

Locke was a little dumbfounded. After all, the Gwen he knew and interacted with seemed to have never been angry, at least not to him.

It turns out that my Gwen can get angry too.

Locke smiled, looked at the empty corridor, and listened to the conversation downstairs of George, who had gone to bed early and gotten up early to accompany Helen to get up and do some work.

Turn around.

Click!

"……What are you doing?"

"I'll help you wash it."

"No, it's too late."

"It's not too late, I'll wash it off."

"I shouted!"

"Then I'll go."

"..."

half an hour.

Helen looked at Gwen, who was coming down the stairs with a flushed face, and smiled: "Do you look in good spirits?"

Gwen twitched the corner of her mouth and walked down the stairs: "Mom, let me help you."

Locke followed him down the stairs and greeted George, who was already sitting at the dining table: "Good morning, George."

George glanced at Locke and said humbly: "Let's eat. I just got a call from the bureau and there is progress in the case."

Locke's eyes lit up.

Gwen, who was holding her and Locke's dishes from the kitchen, came over, pulled out a chair and sat down: "Who is it, Dad?"

George looked at Locke who was sitting down: "Have you ever heard of Bushenovich?"

Locke shook his head.

"Who is this?"

"A private detective who didn't take any photos came and said that he knew about the success of your photo album from the newspaper. He wanted to see if he could dig up any dirty information about you, and then threatened you to pay."

"..."

Good guy.

This must be the work of the unknown person.

Locke was thinking this, his expression was very surprised, and he looked at Gwen.

Gwen blinked: "Really or not?"

George nodded and said: "Director Colin of the FBI found the clues, and Bussen Veitch has already confessed. Moreover, some remaining bugs were collected from his home. However, he also bought the bugs from the black market. Purchased, so this case was transferred to the Department of Homeland Security because of national security."

Amazing.

Anyway, the FBI can know, and then SHIELD can also know, but the NYPD can't know?

After all, both the FBI and S.H.I.E.L.D., from a certain perspective, are federal like the CIA, while the New York Police Department is local.

So this is another classic case of the federal government joining forces to bully local governments.

but……

Locke looked at George with some curiosity: "Then how did he enter the Star Building? Isn't the security of the Star Building very weak?"

He was curious how to explain this problem.

George said: "A security guard at the gate took him in that day. As a reward, Busen Veitch gave the security guard a thousand dollars as a reward. The security guard went to the branch last night after a night of ideological struggle. Surrendered and explained the transaction between him and Bussen Veitch.”

Locke nodded.

Well, this reason cannot be said to be nonsense, but it can also be said that the credibility is very high.

The security of Xingchen Building is indeed very tight, but under strict security, someone needs to be guarded. If someone directly bribes the security, isn't it just like going home?

When Gwen heard this, she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and then she said speechlessly: "Is this guy stupid? Locke is rich, but Locke also has a team of lawyers."

George chuckled: "As long as Locke's black material is caught, any legal team will be useless."

Said.

George raised his head and looked at Locke: "Fortunately, Busen Veitch told me that he also walked around your apartment to find out if you had any secrets. As a result, he found nothing. Then, he just installed a wiretap. Device, you discovered it before anything was recorded."

When he said this, George seemed a little disappointed.

Illusion?

No, George just hopes that I have some dirty information.

Locke's heart darkened, and he glanced at Gwen. The gentleman looked at George frankly: "Gwen knows where my money comes from. Last weekend, when I was at the Star Building, Gwen helped me sort it out. The income in the third quarter is convenient for filing taxes next year.”

For last year's tax filing, Locke asked Lawn Law Firm for help, but it was obvious that Gwen couldn't stand his behavior of spending 30,000 yuan in vain, so she consulted Helen, the family's tax filing expert. Help Locke organize each quarter's tax bills in an orderly manner.

so……

From a certain perspective, Locke really did it. He had no reservations and did not hide anything from Gwen. He directly proved with actions that he would not do premarital justice when he gets married in the future.

Gwen turned to George and said, "Yes, Dad, every money from Locke comes out of the blue. If there is any black material, the most it can be is underage drinking. This is nothing black. You can't seize this and threaten him." Let Locke enter the police station. Besides, the police station won't take it seriously, right, Dad."

Generally speaking, underage drinking is not taken seriously.

But this wild boar.

George glanced at Locke and smiled brightly.

Try it?

Locke also smiled politely.

Helen watched from the side, as if she had seen her father and George together. She smiled silently and chose to side with Locke: "Locke is very good. Last month, your police station opened another What fundraiser party, what’s the name of Tony Stark’s secretary?”

Gwen said: "Pepper, Pepper Potts, my and Locke's friend."

Helen nodded: "Yes, Ms. Potts. Didn't Ms. Potts also say she envied Locke and Gwen's love?"

George rolled his eyes.

It's over.

I can't stay in this house any longer.

George drank all the coffee in his cup, stood up, and walked towards the door: "Anyway, the case is over."

The implication is that when I go home tonight, I don’t want to see you at my house again.

this is my house.

George felt that he had no status at all in this family.

What?

George's three sons?

Ah.

Here comes the background board.

Locke looked at George who was about to leave, ate the pancakes in his hand, and stood up: "I'm leaving too."

That Lorraine Broughton's work isn't done yet.

If he stayed at Gwen's house, Anonymous wouldn't be able to find a chance to recruit him.

What is this?

By the way, CIA agents are actually not a good unit. Locke feels as if he is rushing to become an agent in the CIA.

but……

For the sake of the mission, make money, don’t be embarrassed.

Originally, Locke was thinking about how to find an opportunity to go back today. After all, if the case was not solved, Gwen would definitely not be able to let him out of sight.

Unexpectedly, Anonymous had already thought of it in advance.

never mind.

This can be regarded as a sign of sincerity.

Locke thought in his mind.

I hope that Nameless One will come over soon. After all, after hearing that the case was over and a false alarm, Gwen also said that she would go to Dr. Connors's laboratory to continue working as a hard-working intern assistant.

"Aqiu!"

Open-air cafe on the top floor of the Empire State Building in Manhattan.

Anonymous, who was wearing sunglasses, rubbed his nose and smiled at his old friend sitting across from him: "After staying overseas for a long time, I feel a little uncomfortable with the air in the Federation."

Sitting opposite, Hubble, who was about the same age as Nameless Doe and was also from Langley, laughed loudly: "Then let's swap places."

Hubble, Langley's veteran, has his own team like Anonymous, but unlike Anonymous who is responsible for the charming places in Europe, Hubble is mainly responsible for the Lubyanka.

Anonymous laughed loudly: "How is it over there in Lubyanka?"

Hubble shook his head and said, "What else can you do? You performed the show so well, and you also deliberately revealed the news to those traitors who sold their souls for money."

Anonymous said: "Think on the bright side. When we finish using it and catch them, the money will still be ours. When the time comes, the car will be mine and the house will be yours. It's the same old rules."

Hubble did not answer the question, but asked curiously: "When do you plan to go?"

Anonymous asked, "What about you?"

The reason why Hubble appeared in New York was to recruit an agent.

Jack Ryan.

Originally a Ph.D. student, four years ago, after the September 11th Incident, the patriotic Jack Lane gave up his studies, joined the military, and then became a Marine and went to Iraq together.

Last year, when his helicopter was shot down, he pulled his comrades out to safety while he was seriously injured and could barely stand up.

Today, Jason Lawn is recovering in a military rehabilitation facility in New York, and Hubble has been observing him for a long time.

"In a few days."

Hubble raised his head and glanced at the sky: "The weather forecast says there will be heavy rain in the next few days. Let's go again then. What about you?"

It's almost time to go. Otherwise, if Jason Lane recovers and returns to the military, he will suffer a big loss.

"That's just right. We can train together then."

"You haven't said yet when you will recruit."

"when?"

Anonymous put down the empty coffee cup in his hand, stood up, and buttoned his suit.

"Of course now, you all know him. If I go later, you might be trying to pry me off, and I won't give you this chance."

"..."