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Chapter 193 Kelin: Gift Package From Heaven

Chapter 193 Kelin: Gift Package From Heaven

"Good night, Locke."

"Good night."

Locke and Gwen kissed, and then, smiling and Gwen, who had already walked to the door of the apartment and turned around and waved at him, also raised his hand, and watched Gwen safely walk into the apartment with a smile on his face.

A few days ago, I heard from George that there seemed to be another random murderer in New York City recently.

But the murderer didn't dare to pretend to be Locke's notice, otherwise, Locke might find the murderer again and turn him into a big rat to accompany that poisonous Barry at the New York Police Station.

I heard that Barry, the poisonous bug who turned into a rat, has been treated very well in the basement of the New York Police Department. Every day, a bubble of urine is poured on his head.

after awhile.

Locke saw Gwen open the window of the apartment, looked here, and confirmed that Gwen had arrived home safely, then started the car and left here.

in the apartment.

Helen, who was sitting in the dining room and counting the family accounts, looked at Gwen who came out of the kitchen with a closed window and a happy face, and said with a smile, "Loke left?"

Gwen hummed, and held the hot cocoa next to her in her hand: "I'm going back to my room."

Helen raised her head, looked at her daughter who went straight upstairs, smiled, got up, leaned on the sofa towards that side, and watched George, who was watching the latest episode of the hunting show, said: "Rock is more nervous than you right now." temperature."

George's eyebrows twitched, and then he said expressionlessly: "Gwen is his girlfriend, it's his responsibility to make sure that his girlfriend has returned home safely. When I was chasing you back then, I always looked at you Did I just leave when the lights in the dormitory were on?"

If he can't even do this little thing.

George will regret it very much, breaking the principle and giving him a legal and guaranteed gun license.

Helen sat next to George: "I heard that Locke's legal team is busy again, don't you know?"

George nodded without taking his eyes off the TV: "Bell's family is an acquaintance at the police station. How could he not know about it? It's an iron plate."

Do you really think Locke is an ordinary high school student?

He was a high school student with a team of lawyers.

Helen crossed her arms and said with a smile: "I was still thinking about how Locke would respond if someone else really played the card of discrimination. Unexpectedly, Locke never gave her a chance to play the card."

George shook his head: "Locke is an orphan, and he is still in a place like Texas. He doesn't have many hearts. How is it possible? But it doesn't matter if he has hearts. It's scary for bad people to have hearts. Honest people will be safer if they have hearts. .”

Helen was a little surprised: "George, didn't you dislike Locke before? Didn't you say you wanted to drag him out to shoot targets?"

George smiled, and when he was about to speak, he glanced at the phone, then looked at Helen and said, "I don't like it, it's because he took my daughter away, that's all, Locke is quite polite, and , very responsible."

Helen pointed to the cell phone that George glanced at and said, "Whose message?"

"Colin's."

"The director of the FBI?"

"Ah."

George said: "Tomorrow there will be a joint meeting of the NYPD and the FBI to arrest this serial killer who came here from New Jersey."

"That should be an FBI case, cross state."

"The FBI gave us this case as a mending relationship."

"Ok."

The relationship can no longer be so rigid.

Although the relationship was broken by S.H.I.E.L.D., who made S.H.I.E.L.D.'s five overlords die? It's hard to tell the FBI's suffering, but they still need to work hard to repair the relationship.

It just so happened that a murderer who came here to commit a crime gave him such an opportunity.

Colin from the FBI, in order to find clues about the murderer, hadn't had a good night's sleep for two consecutive days.

but……

It's all worth it.

Colin finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the location of the murderer he had successfully located. He ordered several detectives to do a good job of monitoring and waited until tomorrow to pack up the news and send it to the New York Police Department as an apology. Then he pointed to the elevator. : "I'm going out to buy a cup of coffee, do you need anything?"

"I!"

"And I."

"Boss, I need one too!"

Colin nodded to the detective who raised his hand. After calculating, he walked directly towards the elevator.

Except Federal Building.

The evening wind came and blew on Colin's face, which calmed his drowsy head a little. He took out a cigarette from his arms, lit it, and then headed towards the not-too-distant A 24-hour coffee shop walked past.

At this moment, Locke has already set up the scene from Nina Bell's house in Queens and rushed back.

Yes.

Queens, Nina Bell's home is not on Manhattan Island, but in Queens.

True.

Although Nina Bell's family managed to buy a house on Manhattan Island by extorting money from the New York Police Department, they took root.

but……

Buying a house for the Federation has never been a one-shot deal.

For federal houses, the house payment has never been a big deal, but the property tax is.

This is not.

In the first year, Nina Bell's family did live in a single-family house on the Upper East Side that was purchased with compensation from the New York Police Department.

But when the property tax needs to be paid in the second year, something interesting happened.

Nina Bell's family seemed to have tasted the sweetness, and directly stated that their breed should have preferential treatment, and they do not need to pay property taxes.

but……

This time, it's not the New York Police Department who is a vulnerable group, but the famous IRS and the National Taxation Service.

Want to blackmail the IRS, or even give them preferential treatment?

Even the leader of Hell's Kitchen, Jin Bing, is honest when it comes to taxation. A few little blacks who want to take advantage of varieties are trying to avoid paying taxes. Is this possible?

When Nina Bell's family discovered the means of their survival, they didn't care about it, and when the final notice was issued, they panicked and looked for people to borrow money everywhere.

pity.

The white people who live in the same neighborhood as them think they pollute the air and choose to settle in other properties, where no one can see, and the tax collectors at the IRS just reload the door, all their stuff, all It was thrown out, so it could only be squeezed into Hell's Kitchen in a desperate manner.

but……

Before staying for two days, several tattooed men who were said to have been instructed by the boss of Hell's Kitchen politely beat them up and sent them out of Hell's Kitchen.

After some twists and turns, Nina Bell's family could only move in in despair. They hated and disliked the most before. They said they would not come here to live in a community with a black distribution center in Queens. up.

Afterwards, it seemed that they understood who should not be messed with, and who could be messed with. Nina Bell's family suddenly became enlightened, took root in the black community, and became black-skinned human rights attorneys, relying on the human rights lawyer who had cooperated , Started a costless discrimination business together.

Even mixed very well.

At least, the house is quite big, a family of nine, living together, not crowded at all.

Yes.

A family of nine people.

No grandparents, just Nina Bell and his parents, and six younger siblings of the same breed as hers.

When Locke had just passed by, he happened to overhear Nina Bell and her parents discussing the scene of finding Boren to carry a sign to the gate of the court tomorrow to protest discrimination.

At that time, Locke was watching silently on the second floor of them.

Under the blessing of intermediate hiding technique.

Locke felt that even if he didn't lock the door and slaughtered them one by one, I'm afraid that after killing them all, they would not notice when there was an extra person in the room.

But Locke didn't do it.

He just arranged things, then turned and left.

Tomorrow?
What beautiful things are you thinking of?

Locke stood across the road from the coffee shop not far from the Federal Building, watching an acquaintance who had just walked out of the building to buy coffee, Colin, the director of the FBI.

He wanted to give George the credit.

but……

The New York Police Department is obviously not as mature as the New York Police Department in the previous life in dealing with this kind of thing. Just in case, Locke thought about it. That's terrorism, the FBI, which happens to be the professional counterpart.

and.

The FBI is now in conflict with the New York Police Department. What if the FBI can help the New York Police Department get rid of the shame and end Nina Bell's family?

The NYPD has a history of failures, and the FBI's professional counterpart, even, has this motivation, so why not come to the FBI?
Who makes me kind?

Locke raised his eyebrows, and looked at Colin, the federal director not far away, who was pulling a few cups of coffee and was about to go back. With his gloved right hand, he confirmed that the file folder that had eliminated all fingerprints was like a flying card, whistling, piercing through the air. .

next second!
"Snapped!"

"what!"

With a scream, Colin felt that his eyes were staring at him, and with a plop, he threw his head up and lay down on the spot.

"Walter gets Fuck!"

Colin struggled to get up quickly, the gun on his waist had been untied, shook his head, and looked vigilantly at the empty and empty surroundings.

Then his eyes fixed on an information booklet not far away.

"Walter?"

Colin frowned, touched his blushed cheeks, and put away his gun, and picked up the file folder that fell on the ground.

Look up and look around.

Colin opened the folder in his hand.

next second.

Colin's pupils contracted.

even……

With the sound of turning pages, his breathing gradually became faster.

10 minutes later!

"Oh!"

Colin could hardly wait for the elevator door to fully open, so he squeezed out of the elevator, and said to the overtime detectives in the lobby: "Jack, Ron, Martha, copy the guys, bring the riot squad, and follow them!" I'm going to catch people!"

……

(End of this chapter)

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