A Certain Marvel Super Player

"Kabuda Ikaris was born in 1972 and moved to Texas in 1993."

"George, over there..."

"Um."

George, who was driving, listened to Beckett's voice on the other end of the phone. He nodded and said without any emotion, "I think he went to Galveston."

Galveston, located in Texas, is an ordinary Texas city.

If there is anything that is most famous.

no doubt.

Locke Broughton had settled on the Galveston side until he was sixteen years old.

In the police station, Beckett, who was summarizing information from Atlanta, couldn't tell what kind of activity George had in his heart for a while, so he just continued: "According to the information from the Galveston local police station, in While in Galveston, the identity Cabuda Ikaris used was to open a toy store. However, this toy store closed down in 2004. At that time, that was... …”

George answered again: "When Locke comes to New York."

In the year 2004, when Locke was sixteen, Locke came to New York.

at the same time……

The Wushuang assassin also followed him like a shadow.

Beckett opened his mouth, looked at the information in his hand, shook his head, and continued in a reporting tone: "When the Galveston Police Department sent personnel to search the closed toy store, they found A list of customers, and Locke’s name does appear in it.”

George's face was expressionless: "It's impossible for him to open such a toy store without coming into contact with Locke."

"But why?"

"Um?"

"What's so special about Locke? Besides his mother?"

"have no idea."

Compared to Maria Hill who likes to use intuition to solve cases, the New York Police Department represented by George still likes to use evidence to solve cases.

Although it seems that the unparalleled assassin Kabuda Ikaris is inextricably related to Locke, and even seems to be secretly protecting Locke.

but……

When a person commits a crime, it is either for money, greed, vendetta or passion.

There must be a certain reason why one person protects another person.

But the reason seems to be still in the fog.

besides……

Beckett rummaged through the information in his hand and operated on the computer, and then said: "After Kabuda Ikaris followed Locke to New York, I was able to find a list of tickets to the New York Airport. , but, this registration address seems... to have been artificially modified, and..."

There was a pause.

Beckett lowered his voice and said: "The time of modification seems to be after we retrieved Kabuda Ikaris's information, and his residential address was artificially modified."

One sentence.

There is a mole.

Beckett said in a deep voice: "If this is the case, it means that we have a very high-status person who is a Peerless Assassin."

George, who was in the car, raised his eyebrows, and then directly changed the topic: "Anyone else, can you find any place where Kabuda Ikaris overlaps with Locke during his activities in New York?"

Nothing else.

This mole is him.

The person who deleted Kabuda Ikaris' registered address in New York was George.

As for the reason?

Very simple.

George stopped the car and stared at a dark house five hundred meters away diagonally across the road, his eyes flickering.

Two hours ago, following a commotion at Case Trust Bank on Wall Street, many hostages ran out of the bank door.

By the time George entered the bank with a special service team or something, and arrived at the vault, there was no doubt that the Wushuang assassin and his accomplices who were supposed to be in the vault had disappeared without a trace.

The people outside the cordon undoubtedly let out earth-shattering cheers after seeing George coming out empty-handed.

seem……

They are the villains, and the Wushuang Assassin is a righteous person.

Faced with such a scene, George showed no expression and left the scene to Maria Hill aside. After that, he returned to the New York Police Department. After staying in his office for an hour, he left and came here.

Beckett, who was working overtime at the police station, was slightly startled when he heard this sentence. After all, this was completely inconsistent with George's personality, and asked, "Do you want to issue a report?"

George shook his head and said, "No need. I just asked you if you have found out that Kabuda Ikaris's activities in New York overlap with Locke's."

Beckett came back to his senses. Although he was a little confused as to why George was not curious about who was helping the Wushuang assassin deal with the tail, he still shook his head and said, "Judging from the current clues, no."

George frowned: "Not at all?"

Beckett nodded: "Yes, Kabuda Ikaris's apparent activities and credit card statements are shown in Brooklyn, while Locke's credit card statements in recent years are concentrated in Manhattan."

"good!"

George said thank you and hung up the phone.

Beckett in the police station frowned as she listened to the blind tone on the phone. She didn't know why, but she just seemed to hear a voice of relief after George's last call.

Is it an illusion?

"Kacha!"

In the car, George opened the passenger box and took out his pistol. After opening it, he looked at the number of bullets in the compartment, made a clicking sound, and then loaded it directly.

The next second.

George put the pistol into his waist, then opened his car door and walked out.

after an hour.

A white Audi with an ordinary license plate came from the corner and drove at a uniform speed to the door of the house 500 meters diagonally opposite that George had just noticed.

Gu Xi

The garage opens.

The white Audi parked slowly.

after awhile.

After the Audi turned off, an ordinary-looking man named Kabuda Ikaris, who looked to be only thirty-five years old and looked nothing like Locke, walked out of the car.

Enter the house.

Kabuda Ikaris didn't turn on the light at all, and walked directly towards the bar in the hall, opened the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of whiskey from it with skillful and sophisticated movements, and then got himself a cup.

soon.

Just when Kabuda Ikaris poured himself whiskey and was about to turn around, there was a sound and something seemed to be pressed against the back of his head.

"do not move!"

"..."

George, who appeared behind Kabuda Ikaris, put the Beretta 92F pistol on the back of Kabuda Ikaris's head at this moment: "Raise your hands."

Kabuda Ikaris was stunned for a moment, then placed the wine glass in his hand on the bar beside him and raised his hands.

Bang!

George pulled out a Glock 18 from Kabuda Ikaris's waist and threw it aside. Then, he found a silver dagger pinned to his waist. Then, the trousers were An M1 pocket pistol that had been hidden away was also found by George.

even……

George frowned as he found a clown doll from Kabuda Ikaris's pocket.

Kabda Ikaris shrugged and said, "I run a toy store."

He owns a toy store and has a clown doll in his pocket, which is very logical.

but……

George threw the clown doll aside and gestured with his pistol: "Sit over there!"

Kabuda Ikaris obeyed.

but……

Kabuda Ikaris pointed to the whiskey on the bar: "Can I take him with me?"

George: "..."

quite a while.

Sitting on the sofa, looking at Cabuda Ikaris in front of him, holding a Beretta 92F pistol pointed at him, and looking at George holding the gun in one hand and the whiskey he had just poured in the other, he couldn't help but smile. He made a sound, and then, in his words, he was full of curiosity: "How did you find me?"

George drank the whiskey in his glass and sneered: "Your friend doesn't seem to be your friend."

Cabuda Ikaris raised his eyebrows: "Rosa Medellin?"

George said nothing.

Kabuda Ikaris smiled, shook his head and said, "I knew that woman had no credibility at all. Hey, if I had known better, I wouldn't have let her out."

"You really should do that."

"There is no way, she is not guilty."

Kabuda Ikaris shrugged and looked at George: "I never kill innocent people, Officer George Stacey!"

"What is the relationship between you and Locke?"

"It doesn't matter."

"What?"

"I don't know who Locke you're talking about."

"..."

What matters is the Peerless Assassin and Locke. What does it have to do with me, Kabuda Ikaris?

Frankly speaking.

Locke has thought about letting the Wushuang Assassin make a perfect curtain call in various ways. However, he should make up for the sins he has made. A perfect curtain call is very simple, but at the same time, he must cure the evil in his father-in-law's heart. Inner demons are difficult.

Again.

Locke doesn't like losing. If he expects Locke to end his career in the tragic way of an unparalleled assassin, Locke can't do it.

To lose is to lose.

If you lose, you will break the golden body.

fortunately!

There is no way to complete this project in a roundabout way to save the country.

The unparalleled assassin must not be caught by George.

But Kabuda Ikaris…

Locke and the Wushuang Assassin can't lose. I didn't say that Kabuda Ikaris can't lose. George captured Kabuda Ikaris or something. Locke and the Wushuang Assassin have nothing to do with me. relation.

yes.

The Peerless Assassin, it seems, is indeed inextricably related to Locke.

and……

Kabuda Ikaris also appears to be related to Locke.

but……

What about Kabuda Ikaris and the Peerless Assassin?

them……

does it matter?

…