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Chapter 676 I have nothing to do with Locke (Part 2!!)
Chapter 676 I have nothing to do with Locke (second update!!)
"Kabuda Icaris, born in [-], moved to Texas in [-]."
"George, over there..."
"Ah."
George, who was driving, listened to Beckett's voice on the other end of the phone, nodded, and said with any emotion: "I should have gone to Galveston."
Galveston, located in Texas, is an ordinary Texas city.
If anything the most famous.
no doubt.
Rock Broughton lived in Galveston until he was 16 years old.
In the police station, Beckett, who was collecting information from Atlanta, couldn’t tell what kind of activity was in George’s heart for a while, but went on to say: “According to the information from the local police station in Galveston, in During Galveston, the identity used by Kabda Icaris was to open a toy store. However, this toy store closed down in [-]. At that time, that is... ..."
George answered again: "When Locke comes to New York."
In 16, when Locke was [-] years old, Locke came to New York.
at the same time……
The Peerless Assassin followed suit.
Beckett opened his mouth, looked at the information in his hand, shook his head, and continued to use the tone of reporting work: "When the Galveston Police Department sent personnel to search the closed toy store, they found A list of customers, among them, Locke's name is indeed."
George was expressionless: "It's impossible for him to open such a toy store without getting in touch with Locke."
"But why?"
"Ok?"
"What's special about Locke? Besides his mother?"
"do not know."
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 at the moment, the peerless assassin Kabda Icaris seems to be inextricably linked to this Locke, and even seems to be secretly protecting Locke.
but……
When a person commits a crime, he either seeks money, is greedy, or kills with vendetta or passion.
There must be a reason for a person to protect another person.
But this reason seems to be still in the fog.
and also……
Beckett rummaged through the information in his hand and operated on the computer, and then said: "After Kabda Icaris followed Locke to New York, I can find a list of New York airport tickets here. , but, this registration address seems... to have been artificially modified, and..."
Paused.
Beckett lowered his voice and said: "The time of the modification seems to be after we consulted the information of Kabda Icaris, and his residential address was artificially modified."
In a word.
There are ghosts.
Beckett said in a deep voice: "If this is the case, it means that there is a very high-ranking member of us who is a Peerless Assassin."
George, who was in the car, raised his eyebrows, and then changed the subject directly: "Is there anything else, can you find the place where Kabda Icaris overlapped with Locke during the event in New York?"
Without him.
The ghost is him.
George was the one who deleted Kabda Icaris' registered address in New York.
As for the reason?
Very simple.
George stopped the car and stared at a pitch-black house 500 meters away on the opposite side of the road, his eyes flickering.
Two hours ago, with the commotion at the Case Trust Bank on Wall Street, many hostages ran out of the bank's gate directly.
When George entered the bank with the secret service team and came to the vault, there was no doubt that the Peerless Assassin and his accomplices who were supposed to be in the vault had disappeared without a trace.
The people outside the cordon, after seeing George who came out empty-handed, had no doubts, and cheered earth-shatteringly.
seem……
They are the villains, and the Peerless Assassin is a righteous person.
Facing such a scene, George didn't show any expression. He left the scene to Maria Hill, and then 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 in the police station, was slightly taken aback when he heard this. After all, this did not fit George's personality at all, and asked, "Do you want to issue a notification?"
George shook his head and said: "No need, I just asked you, have you found out that the trajectory of Kabda Icaris's activities in New York overlaps with Locke's?"
Beckett came back to his senses. Although he was a little suspicious, why didn't George wonder who was helping the Peerless Assassin deal with the tail, but he still shook his head and said, "From the current clues, no."
George frowned: "Not at all?"
Becket nodded: "That's right, Kabda Icarism's apparent scope of activities and credit card bills are all shown in Brooklyn, while Locke's credit card bills in recent years are concentrated in the Manhattan area."
"it is good!"
George thanked him and hung up the phone.
Beckett in the police station frowned listening to the blind voice on the phone. For some reason, she just heard a voice of relief after George's last phone call.
Is it an illusion?
"Crack!"
In the car, George opened the co-pilot's box and took out his own pistol. After opening it, he looked at the number of bullets in the compartment, clicked, and then loaded it directly.
next second.
George put the pistol in his waist, and then he pushed open his car door and walked out.
after an hour.
A white Audi R8 with an unremarkable license plate came from the corner and drove at an even speed to the door of the house 500 meters diagonally opposite that George had just noticed.
Garage opens.
The white Audi R8 slowly docked in.
after awhile.
After the Audi R8 was turned off, an ordinary-looking man named Kabda Icaris, who looked only 35 years old and looked nothing like Locke, came out of the car.
Enter the house.
Kabuda Icaris 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 skillfully and skillfully, and then took a glass for himself.
soon.
Just when Kabda Icaris poured himself whiskey, and was about to turn around, there was a ding, and the back of his head seemed to be blocked by something.
"do not move!"
"..."
George, who appeared behind Kabda Icaris, held the back of Kabda Icaris' head with the Beretta 92F pistol in his hand at this moment: "Raise your hands."
Kabuda Icaris was taken aback for a moment, then put the wine glass in his hand on the bar beside him, and raised his hands.
Bang!
George pulled out a Glock 1 from Kabda Icaris' waist and threw it aside. Then, he found a silver dagger pinned to his waist. Then, the trousers hem An M[-] pocket pistol that was hidden was also found by George.
even……
George frowned as he watched as he found a clown doll from Kabda Icaris's pocket.
Kabuda Icaris shrugged, "I run a toy store."
He owned a toy store, and he had a clown doll in his pocket, which was logical.
but……
George directly threw the clown doll aside, and gestured with a pistol: "Sit over there!"
Kabda Icaris obeyed.
but……
Kabuda Icaris pointed to the whiskey on the bar: "Can I bring him?"
George: "..."
quite a while.
Sitting on the sofa, looking at the Kabuda Icaris holding a Beretta 92F pistol in front of him, watching George with the gun in one hand and the whiskey he just poured in the other, he couldn't help laughing Then, in the words, full of curiosity: "How did you find me?"
George drank the whiskey in his glass and said with a sneer, "Your friend doesn't seem to be your friend."
Kabuda Icaris raised his eyebrows: "Rosa Medellin?"
George didn't speak.
Kabuda Icaris chuckled, shook his head and said, "I knew that woman didn't have any reputation at all. Hey, I wouldn't have let her out if I had known."
"You really should."
"No way, she is not guilty."
Kabuda Icaris shrugged and looked at George: "I never kill innocent people, Officer George Stacey!"
"What is the relationship between you and Locke!"
"It's ok."
"what?"
"I don't know who Locke you're talking about."
"..."
The ones that matter are the Peerless Assassin and Locke, and it has nothing to do with me, Kabda Icaris.
Frankly speaking.
Locke has thought about letting the Peerless Assassin make a perfect curtain call in various ways, but he should make up for the sins he has committed. Demon, but it is very difficult.
Again.
Locke doesn't like to lose, and he can't do it if he expects Locke to call off the curtain in the pathetic way of the unparalleled assassin.
To lose is to lose.
If you lose, you will break the golden body.
fortunately!
It's not that there is no way to complete this project with a curve to save the country.
The Peerless Assassin definitely couldn't be caught by George.
But Kabda Icaris...
Locke and the Peerless Assassin can't lose. I didn't say that Kabda Icaris can't lose. George captured Kabda Icaris or something, and I, Locke and the Peerless Assassin, don't have half a dime relation.
Yes.
The Peerless Assassin, it seems, is indeed inextricably linked with Locke.
and……
Kabda Icaris also appears to be related to Locke.
but……
What about Kabda Icaris and the Peerless Assassin?
them……
does it matter?
……
(End of this chapter)
"Kabuda Icaris, born in [-], moved to Texas in [-]."
"George, over there..."
"Ah."
George, who was driving, listened to Beckett's voice on the other end of the phone, nodded, and said with any emotion: "I should have gone to Galveston."
Galveston, located in Texas, is an ordinary Texas city.
If anything the most famous.
no doubt.
Rock Broughton lived in Galveston until he was 16 years old.
In the police station, Beckett, who was collecting information from Atlanta, couldn’t tell what kind of activity was in George’s heart for a while, but went on to say: “According to the information from the local police station in Galveston, in During Galveston, the identity used by Kabda Icaris was to open a toy store. However, this toy store closed down in [-]. At that time, that is... ..."
George answered again: "When Locke comes to New York."
In 16, when Locke was [-] years old, Locke came to New York.
at the same time……
The Peerless Assassin followed suit.
Beckett opened his mouth, looked at the information in his hand, shook his head, and continued to use the tone of reporting work: "When the Galveston Police Department sent personnel to search the closed toy store, they found A list of customers, among them, Locke's name is indeed."
George was expressionless: "It's impossible for him to open such a toy store without getting in touch with Locke."
"But why?"
"Ok?"
"What's special about Locke? Besides his mother?"
"do not know."
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 at the moment, the peerless assassin Kabda Icaris seems to be inextricably linked to this Locke, and even seems to be secretly protecting Locke.
but……
When a person commits a crime, he either seeks money, is greedy, or kills with vendetta or passion.
There must be a reason for a person to protect another person.
But this reason seems to be still in the fog.
and also……
Beckett rummaged through the information in his hand and operated on the computer, and then said: "After Kabda Icaris followed Locke to New York, I can find a list of New York airport tickets here. , but, this registration address seems... to have been artificially modified, and..."
Paused.
Beckett lowered his voice and said: "The time of the modification seems to be after we consulted the information of Kabda Icaris, and his residential address was artificially modified."
In a word.
There are ghosts.
Beckett said in a deep voice: "If this is the case, it means that there is a very high-ranking member of us who is a Peerless Assassin."
George, who was in the car, raised his eyebrows, and then changed the subject directly: "Is there anything else, can you find the place where Kabda Icaris overlapped with Locke during the event in New York?"
Without him.
The ghost is him.
George was the one who deleted Kabda Icaris' registered address in New York.
As for the reason?
Very simple.
George stopped the car and stared at a pitch-black house 500 meters away on the opposite side of the road, his eyes flickering.
Two hours ago, with the commotion at the Case Trust Bank on Wall Street, many hostages ran out of the bank's gate directly.
When George entered the bank with the secret service team and came to the vault, there was no doubt that the Peerless Assassin and his accomplices who were supposed to be in the vault had disappeared without a trace.
The people outside the cordon, after seeing George who came out empty-handed, had no doubts, and cheered earth-shatteringly.
seem……
They are the villains, and the Peerless Assassin is a righteous person.
Facing such a scene, George didn't show any expression. He left the scene to Maria Hill, and then 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 in the police station, was slightly taken aback when he heard this. After all, this did not fit George's personality at all, and asked, "Do you want to issue a notification?"
George shook his head and said: "No need, I just asked you, have you found out that the trajectory of Kabda Icaris's activities in New York overlaps with Locke's?"
Beckett came back to his senses. Although he was a little suspicious, why didn't George wonder who was helping the Peerless Assassin deal with the tail, but he still shook his head and said, "From the current clues, no."
George frowned: "Not at all?"
Becket nodded: "That's right, Kabda Icarism's apparent scope of activities and credit card bills are all shown in Brooklyn, while Locke's credit card bills in recent years are concentrated in the Manhattan area."
"it is good!"
George thanked him and hung up the phone.
Beckett in the police station frowned listening to the blind voice on the phone. For some reason, she just heard a voice of relief after George's last phone call.
Is it an illusion?
"Crack!"
In the car, George opened the co-pilot's box and took out his own pistol. After opening it, he looked at the number of bullets in the compartment, clicked, and then loaded it directly.
next second.
George put the pistol in his waist, and then he pushed open his car door and walked out.
after an hour.
A white Audi R8 with an unremarkable license plate came from the corner and drove at an even speed to the door of the house 500 meters diagonally opposite that George had just noticed.
Garage opens.
The white Audi R8 slowly docked in.
after awhile.
After the Audi R8 was turned off, an ordinary-looking man named Kabda Icaris, who looked only 35 years old and looked nothing like Locke, came out of the car.
Enter the house.
Kabuda Icaris 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 skillfully and skillfully, and then took a glass for himself.
soon.
Just when Kabda Icaris poured himself whiskey, and was about to turn around, there was a ding, and the back of his head seemed to be blocked by something.
"do not move!"
"..."
George, who appeared behind Kabda Icaris, held the back of Kabda Icaris' head with the Beretta 92F pistol in his hand at this moment: "Raise your hands."
Kabuda Icaris was taken aback for a moment, then put the wine glass in his hand on the bar beside him, and raised his hands.
Bang!
George pulled out a Glock 1 from Kabda Icaris' waist and threw it aside. Then, he found a silver dagger pinned to his waist. Then, the trousers hem An M[-] pocket pistol that was hidden was also found by George.
even……
George frowned as he watched as he found a clown doll from Kabda Icaris's pocket.
Kabuda Icaris shrugged, "I run a toy store."
He owned a toy store, and he had a clown doll in his pocket, which was logical.
but……
George directly threw the clown doll aside, and gestured with a pistol: "Sit over there!"
Kabda Icaris obeyed.
but……
Kabuda Icaris pointed to the whiskey on the bar: "Can I bring him?"
George: "..."
quite a while.
Sitting on the sofa, looking at the Kabuda Icaris holding a Beretta 92F pistol in front of him, watching George with the gun in one hand and the whiskey he just poured in the other, he couldn't help laughing Then, in the words, full of curiosity: "How did you find me?"
George drank the whiskey in his glass and said with a sneer, "Your friend doesn't seem to be your friend."
Kabuda Icaris raised his eyebrows: "Rosa Medellin?"
George didn't speak.
Kabuda Icaris chuckled, shook his head and said, "I knew that woman didn't have any reputation at all. Hey, I wouldn't have let her out if I had known."
"You really should."
"No way, she is not guilty."
Kabuda Icaris shrugged and looked at George: "I never kill innocent people, Officer George Stacey!"
"What is the relationship between you and Locke!"
"It's ok."
"what?"
"I don't know who Locke you're talking about."
"..."
The ones that matter are the Peerless Assassin and Locke, and it has nothing to do with me, Kabda Icaris.
Frankly speaking.
Locke has thought about letting the Peerless Assassin make a perfect curtain call in various ways, but he should make up for the sins he has committed. Demon, but it is very difficult.
Again.
Locke doesn't like to lose, and he can't do it if he expects Locke to call off the curtain in the pathetic way of the unparalleled assassin.
To lose is to lose.
If you lose, you will break the golden body.
fortunately!
It's not that there is no way to complete this project with a curve to save the country.
The Peerless Assassin definitely couldn't be caught by George.
But Kabda Icaris...
Locke and the Peerless Assassin can't lose. I didn't say that Kabda Icaris can't lose. George captured Kabda Icaris or something, and I, Locke and the Peerless Assassin, don't have half a dime relation.
Yes.
The Peerless Assassin, it seems, is indeed inextricably linked with Locke.
and……
Kabda Icaris also appears to be related to Locke.
but……
What about Kabda Icaris and the Peerless Assassin?
them……
does it matter?
……
(End of this chapter)
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