A Certain Marvel Super Player

Locke raised his eyebrows!

The next second.

Locke laughed directly.

"Mr. Anonymous."

Locke slowly put the wine glass he was holding aside, then showed a smile, looked at the nameless person who said this carefully, shook his head and said: "Whether it's Lorraine Broughton, or... Or this Eric, they are just strangers to me."

That's all!

Put it this way.

If Lorraine Broughton hadn't already died, Locke would have killed Lorraine Broughton with his own hands just because this woman repeatedly set things off on him.

And it's the kind where death is just the beginning.

Again.

Locke never thought that this Lorraine Broughton was worthy of being his mother...

If you live without nourishment, you can repay it by cutting off your fingers.

There is life and nourishment, and beheading can be repaid.

No life, no nourishment, no reward.

One sentence.

In Locke's childhood memories, Lorraine Broughton had never appeared. If he hadn't been naturally cheating in this life, frankly speaking, Locke would not have been able to guarantee that he would survive until the age of five.

after all……

People who have not experienced it cannot believe what kind of time Locke spent in the Texas orphanage.

so!

After saying this, Locke smiled even more, looked at Anonymous and said: "If the bureau wants me to kill Eric to prove my loyalty, don't worry, I will do it well. .”

Originally, Locke had already done everything for this mission. If this goal did not meet his requirements for accepting orders, how would he complete the mission.

at the moment?

no need.

Locke was even willing to take the order for himself for free.

after all……

A father who abandons his son is not worthy of being a father.

Um.

but……

The nameless person's next words disturbed Locke.

"No……"

Anonymous shook his head and said: "Eric Heller is not your father."

Locke raised an eyebrow.

"What?"

Locke narrowed his eyes: "Then what you just said..."

Anonymous said: "The Bureau and Marissa Wigler are so suspicious."

"But you..."

"I just said that during that time, Eric Heller was indeed in a relationship with your mother... Lorraine Broughton. I didn't say that he would definitely be your... father."

"Ah."

Locke couldn't help but shook his head, and then looked at Nameless Doe with an idiot's eyes: "Really or not? By the way, is there anyone in the bureau who doesn't have my DNA?"

Isn’t it true, wouldn’t you know it by taking a DNA test?

Anonymous shrugged and said, "We don't have Eric Heller's DNA. If we did, do you think this traitor could have left the Bureau for so long?"

Locke touched his chin: "Your agents, you don't have DNA?"

Anonymous sighed: "When Eric Heller rebelled, he deleted all his information."

Locke frowned.

"wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"You don't want me to take on this mission."

"Um?"

Locke grabbed the wine glass in his hand again, and thought about the vague feeling in Nameless Doe's words that made him give up this task from the beginning to now. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Nameless Doe: "From the beginning to now, you seem to want me to give up this task." The mission, and there is no detection data, you seem to be very sure that Eric Heller is not my father, do you know him?"

Anonymous shook his head: "No, I don't know you, but I admit that after I found you, I did look for you."

"Then what?"

"Your mother...Lorraine Broughton is a legend."

"ha."

Locke couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Legends should never end, but that's not the point. Back to the original question, is there any reason why you don't want me to take on this mission? "

Anonymous shrugged: "Eric Heller is also a legend."

Locke frowned: "Are you worried that I will die?"

at this time.

The speed of the car has gradually slowed down, and it has already entered JFK International Airport.

Anonymous shook his head and said directly: "This mission is weird. I can feel that there are some things that Marissa Wigler is hiding from me and doesn't want me to know."

Locke looked at Nameless Doe and said nothing.

Half an hour later!

On the plane.

"Sir, the bourbon you want."

"Thanks!"

In first class.

Locke took the bourbon from a flight attendant in her forties and said thank you. Don't think that federal flight attendants are all pretty-looking ladies.

That's bullshit.

Most of the flight attendants at Federal Airlines are in their forties.

Locke took a sip of bourbon, and then opened a notebook that Anonymous handed him before getting on the plane. After lighting it up, there was only one document that stood out on the desktop of the notebook.

Open.

Information about Eric Heller.

even……

There is also information on Lorraine Broughton.

To be precise, it is the CIA, which internally manages and stores data in files. There are many pages of documents, and most of them are scanned paper data and then entered into them.

Locke looked at the creation time. It was first created two days ago. Moreover, looking at the completion time of this document, it seemed that Mr. Anonymous took nearly three hours to complete it step by step.

"Tsk, tsk."

Locke shook his head: "Another one who is not very old, but still an antique."

A document that takes three hours?

This level is almost as good as George's.

When George was working on computer documents, he spent about the same amount of time. Sometimes, he would even come to Gwen with a cup of hot cocoa to help him.

However, since Gwen moved to the Star Building, I heard from Helen that sometimes, George could work on a document from night to the next morning. For this reason, I heard that he even signed up for an office software training class or something.

Locke felt that it was necessary to ask George for the contact information of the training class he wanted to attend, and then send it to Anonymous Doe so that Anonymous Doe could also go for further training. Just in time, he and George could become a pair of brothers in need.

Of course.

This is something to talk about later. At the moment, Locke is looking at the document in hand with great interest.

Locke had also purchased information from the black market before, and even hacked into the CIA's data system to get information about Lorraine Broughton.

but……

Those materials were all blacked out, and most of the content was blacked out. The current one is the original version. It not only records how Lorraine Broughton was recruited, but also her performance in the training academy. , even, every task performed is written clearly.

It is simply an agent resume without any secrets.

Just like Locke imagined.

Lorraine Broughton's grades in the training academy were very good, almost as good as Locke's grades in the training academy. In the words of the instructor, her growth rate surprised her, and even made her feel... Horror, it seems, comes naturally to Lorraine Broughton.

This is not the point.

The key point is the instructor's name.

Marissa Wigler!

Locke raised his eyebrows. This was not mentioned by Wuming Doe when he was with Wuming Doe just now.

Not just Lorraine Broughton, but even this Eric Heller, the instructor at the time, was Marissa Wigler.

and……

Locke touched his chin and looked at a common point in the separated mission resumes of Lorraine Broughton and Eric Heller, his eyes flickering slightly.

Most of the tasks are assigned to each other, because Lorraine Broughton was recruited by Jane Doe, and this Eric Heller was recruited by Marisa Wigler. Naturally, the tasks they performed, They all do their own thing.

However, there is one task that overlaps.

However, this mission is just one. No matter how he looks at it, Locke doesn't think it's anything special, or even worth paying attention to. Therefore, no matter how he looks at it, it seems weird.

Locke took out the satellite phone from his arms and dialed Nameless' number directly. After the call was connected, he asked curiously: "What the hell is this lighthouse project?"

"Did you notice?"

"Ah."

Locke laughed: "You gave me the notebook, didn't you just want to test my observation skills?"

"of course not."

Mr. Anonymous was already on his private plane at this moment. When he heard this, he laughed and said, "If I told you that I was also investigating this lighthouse project, would you believe it?"

"letter?"

Locke smiled and said: "Why don't you believe it? If you want to hide it, there is no need to tell me. Moreover, if you lied, believe me, I can tell."

"Thanks."

Anonymous stood up and walked into his bedroom on the plane. After closing the door, he said directly: "This lighthouse project has been stopped, and all the information has been destroyed. Guess what, it turns out, Who is in charge of this plan?”

"Marissa Wigler?"

"right."

"This is a regular garrison plan. Logically speaking, there is no reason to let Lorraine Broughton and Eric Heller execute it together."

Locke said that when he was in the agent training academy, he was also taught the nature and classification of tasks.

"At the time, I was taking over the investigation," Jane Doe said.

"Um?"

"During that time, I was suspected of betrayal."

"……Yeah?"

"Yes, I didn't know about this mission until I came back."

"You didn't ask Lorraine?"

"I asked. At that time, my people were all temporarily taken over by Marissa Wigler. Therefore, this task was a normal task, and I didn't care."

"Then when did you care?"

Locke smiled and said: "After death?"

Anonymous said: "To be precise, I only cared about it when you received this mission. I found out that the Lighthouse Project was stopped by the supervisor at the time after Eric Heller's betrayal. Now, guess who is the supervisor?"

Locke's face was expressionless, and he recalled a person in his mind: "Walter Burke?"

anonymous:"……"