League of Legends

Chapter 137 I Know Who You Are (Book 212!)

Two days later.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Baker just woke up from the bed. In order to separate Baker Morton and Hiro Moulton these two days, Baker went to the Intercontinental Hotel yesterday to pick up an order, and once again met with the vengeful Andrew Garner played one.

still the same.

Andrew Garner couldn't beat Baker, but at the same time, it was very troublesome for Baker to kill him.

Baker has a plan for dealing with Andrew Garner.

Very simple.

The energy shield of this product needs to be formed by absorbing and transforming the energy provided by various things.

So……

Wouldn't it be enough to make him unable to absorb energy?
As for how to prevent him from absorbing it, throw a mushroom at his feet, wait until he is completely in the air, and then directly chop eighteen times, Baker doesn't believe it, can he still absorb energy from the air?

Yesterday's battle also proved this point.

It's just that Baker couldn't support the outbreak of the plateau blood at that time, but although he failed to kill Andrew Garner, he also left a knife in the back of Andrew Garner.

"The toxicity of Teemo's mushroom explosion is fatal to ordinary people, but it's probably not enough to deal with that guy."

After Baker got up, he came to the living room, and after drinking a cup of morning tea, he was thinking in his heart.

Just then the phone rang.

Baker took out the phone, glanced at it, and connected.

After a while.

Baker, who put down the phone, frowned.

The people from S.H.I.E.L.D. are coming again?
Is this being completely targeted, or is it still in a state of being under suspicion.

In half an hour.

Beck looked at the person, and realized instantly, well, this should be him, but he is not [-]% sure yet.

"terribly sorry."

The same male agent reached out to Baker: "Mr. Morton, regarding the case three days ago, the bureau wants to make a final confirmation."

Baker looked at the time on his watch: "Yes, but it's only half an hour. I made an appointment with some friends to play golf."

The male agent said, "It won't take up too much of your time."

Barbara, who was standing beside her with blond hair and a somewhat cold appearance, reached out to Baker with a suspicious look: "Barbara Morse, federal agent, hello, Mr. Morton."

Baker shook hands with Barbara as usual: "If Agent Morse didn't introduce himself, I would have thought you were a model."

"Thank you."

Barbara withdrew her hand and thanked Baker for her compliments. After that, Barbara's eyes saw the fine wine placed in the wine cabinet behind Baker.

There are so many wine brands, it can be described as dazzling.

but……

Barbara looked at Baker: "Mr. Morton seems to have a soft spot for Bourbon?"

Oops!

Baker's heart moved, he smiled and said, "The first time I drank, I drank bourbon, and I got used to it."

"is it?"

"Would Agent Morse have a drink?"

"No."

Barbara declined, and then said: "We are still on mission, this time I just came here to ask Mr. Morton a question."

Baker nodded: "Of course, what's the problem."

"Mr. Morton, do you know why you were targeted by that person?"

"……what?"

Baker frowned: "You said to stare at it?"

Barbara took over the information of the four young investors who were all found dead at home from the male agent and handed it to Baker.

a long time.

Beck closed the file and looked up at Barbara: "Sorry, I'm sure, I don't know that person, so I don't know why this person is following me."

Barbara took the information that Baker handed over again, took out one of her business cards, and handed it to Baker: "Well, thank you, if Mr. Morton thinks of anything, remember to contact us, this is my Telephone."

Baker took it and said thank you.

Soon.

Baker watched the two enter the elevator, and after returning home, he took out the list that Barbara had just given to him.

Flip over to the other side.

"I Know Who You Are!"

"I know who you are!"

"..."

really know?

Or blow me up?

Baker blinked his eyes, staring at the somewhat delicate line of characters that appeared in his line of sight.

Aegis Operations Command Center.

Victoria Hand asked after seeing Barbara walking into her office: "How is it?"

Barbara thought for a while and shook her head, then looked at Victoria Hand curiously: "Why do you doubt it? After all, Baker Morton is very different from Hiero Morton in terms of face shape and hair color. of."

Victoria Hand said: "It wasn't us who suspected it, it was Andrew Garner who suspected it."

"I heard that an agent reported last night that Andrew Garner and Hai Luo fought again?"

"Correct."

"Is someone watching Baker Morton?"

"Yes, but it doesn't mean much, because we only suspect, we can only be sure that Baker Morton has returned to his apartment, but whether he is in the apartment or not, we have no way of knowing."

According to the information about Hiero Moulton currently held by SHIELD, if Baker Morton is really Hiero Moulton, then it is entirely possible for Baker to use his stealth skills to walk out of Building 820 quietly. .

"Did the drone fly up for thermal detection?"

"It's useless. The residents in the 820 building are all billionaires on Wall Street. When the 820 was built, the materials used were all aimed at preventing various methods of monitoring and monitoring by the Law Enforcement Bureau."

"……All right."

Barbara sighed and said, "I don't think so. If Baker is Hiro, it can only mean one thing. That guy has two bodies, which can be used according to their functions."

Soon.

Barbara walked out of the central building behind her again.

at this time.

The phone rang.

"I'm Barbara Morse, who is that?"

"Hi, Agent Morse, I'm Baker Morton."

Baker, who was in the apartment, thought about it for a while and felt that this might be a trap.

Very simple.

Under normal circumstances, if someone else sees this note, the most normal reaction would be to put a face on their face and then call to inquire, but if someone has a ulterior motive, they will definitely be hesitant.

and so……

Baker called directly: "Agent Moore, I'm sorry, I just saw the words on the back of the business card you gave..."

Barbara interrupted directly: "Stop pretending, Central Park, the old place, half an hour."

Done.

The phone hangs up.

Baker in the apartment pouted, what do you mean?
Really found out?
Where did I find out, do you rely on intuition instead of evidence to solve cases these days?

This is the Marvel Universe, not the Science Universe.

Hey!
Barbara was happy after she hung up the phone.

mock up.

Now you know what it feels like to be hung up on by someone.

Should!
……

(End of this chapter)