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Chapter 228 Looking forward to the son-in-law of his father-in-law Jackie Chan

In the afternoon, Locke arrived at the Osborne Industrial Building and picked up Gwen who was off work.

After Gwen got into the car, she found the photo Kem had sent her in the morning.

Still a series of photos.

It clicked.

Directly take Locke and Miller from walking across the road, and getting into the car, and take pictures frame by frame. If you blink and fill in the frames, you will find that this is a fucking video.

Locke took a deep breath.

well.

This is no longer as simple as chartering a special plane and attending her auction.

Row!
Tomorrow's summer, if you don't go to Paris, the old man will go to the court himself, tie you up, and then sell you to the Albanian gangsters himself.

Locke thought so.

start the car.

"Mrs. Miller Sheldon, that's the appraiser you mentioned who explained well when we went to the history museum a few times before."

"I know."

Gwen took back her phone and said with a smile: "At noon the day before yesterday, Pepper invited me to lunch, and when we went shopping in the mall, we happened to meet Mrs. Miller Hilton. Stark Industries is the main donor of the history museum." one."

Locke smiled, "Really?"

Gwen nodded, and then said curiously: "However, Locke, how did you know Mrs. Miller Shelton?"

Locke said: "I was bored to go shopping yesterday afternoon, and it happened to be Mrs. Miller Shelton giving a speech. By the way, do you still remember the inspector who came to see me that day?"

Gwen hummed.

Locke immediately talked about seeing Nick Reese and Miller Shelton together this morning, and then shrugged and said, "I always feel that the prosecutor is a little bit cautious, and it seems Mrs. Miller Shelton was also threatened by him, so I came forward."

Gwen was slightly surprised: "Why did he find Mrs. Miller Shelton?"

Locke shook his head: "Who knows."

He knows, but can't tell.

But after a few days, it should be fine.

at the moment?

Those two Winnie the Pooh dolls are probably still going through the prison process, maybe they haven't been cleaned yet, at this time, the bad-hearted guy can't be called "mantis, cicada, oriole". The river mussels compete for the fisherman's profit.

Wait two days.

Locke thought so, and then changed the subject: "Okay, let's not talk about them, how is your day today, has your experiment made any progress?"

"Always stuck on that step."

Gwen sighed. Although she is not full-time, she also knows how much effort Dr. Connors and other colleagues have put in for this year: "However, Dr. Connors said that sometimes, Experiments are like this, don’t be discouraged, as long as you pass this level, all problems will no longer be a problem.”

Locke smiled and said, "Come on."

Gwen smiled slightly: "So, where shall we go for dinner?"

"go home."

"what?"

Locke pointed to the trunk: "Just now when Helen said that she called you, she didn't get through, and then asked me if I had any arrangements with you tonight, and I said no. It happened that Helen said that there was something missing at home and asked me if I could Bring it back when the time comes, so, go home."

Gwen took the phone again and blinked: "No, Mom didn't have a missed call."

at this time.

The operator's wrong phone prompt, although late, arrived.

Gwen rolled her eyes: "Damn New York Communications, he will be replaced sooner or later."

Locke laughed.

When I returned to Gwen's apartment, it happened that George also came back at this time.

Locke looked at George, who was wearing a white shirt from the police car, pulled Helen to explain the things he wanted to buy, greeted George, entered the elevator together, and said with a smile: "Mr. Stacey, today we found the whereabouts of the unparalleled assassin ?"

Standing in front of him, George raised his head slightly, turned his head, and glanced at half a body behind him. Maybe others looked like a gentleman, but he seemed to be Locke who didn't open any pot. He turned around and walked out of the elevator. :"No."

Damn Peerless Assassin.

When George thinks of his lifelong enemy, his teeth itch, and sometimes he even scolds, there are so many sinners in New York City, when the hell are you going to rest and come out to work.

Locke looked at the back of George walking out of the elevator without saying a word, and smiled.

Gwen next to him lifted Tylock's shoes with his shoes, and then looked very helpless. After all, his boyfriend and his father seemed to be the same as their father and grandfather, which made Gwen a little embarrassed.

Locke said it was George first.

When he was driving to Osborne Bio in the afternoon, at the intersection, he clearly felt that a few traffic policemen even took out their binoculars to look at him after seeing his license plate.

no doubt.

This must be the instruction of George, the deputy superintendent of the New York Police Department. In order to overwhelm his son-in-law, he knows to use his own energy.

duck's.

You can get the current position from a police detective, Locke thinks, his credit is undoubtedly in the C position, or that sentence, without him, George can get the roster of the textile factory, without him, George still Can you make a deal with S.H.I.E.L.D. alive?
no doubt.

Locke felt that his kindness had been exchanged for the heart of a wolf.

This made Locke very heartbroken.

back home.

Locke and Gwen took a bag each, and carried the purchased items to the living room. Helen, who was at home, rummaged around and found a bottle of cooking red wine. Looking at Locke: "Great, I'm afraid you won't remember the brand name. , I was thinking about whether I should tell you."

Locke said: "This is basically my second home. How could I forget the brand of the things I use at home."

He didn't forget because his memory palace didn't allow him to lower his intelligence like this.

Helen is also very clear about Locke's memory method, but Locke's answer is obviously the answer she likes the most, pointing to the sofa: "Okay, you and Gwen go back to the room to play for a while, George, come and help me chop the vegetables."

George, who had just taken off his coat and was about to take a sip of home wine, looked up, looked at Helen who hurried into the kitchen, and then blinked.

Locke walked over and took the wine glass that George had just raised with a smile: "Mr. Stacey, let me drink it for you, otherwise, it won't taste good after a long time."

George looked at Locke with a bright smile, his eyebrows twitching.

Standing behind Locke, Gwen had no choice but to look at George with a pitiful expression, expressing the hope that her beloved father would not be as knowledgeable as her boyfriend.

After dinner.

Go back to the room.

When Gwen closed the room, she couldn't help it anymore, looked at Locke who was sitting on the computer chair, and covered his forehead: "By the way, I fulfilled the promise that time, and I agreed to find a chance to lose to my father, and I found it." ?"

Locke was slightly taken aback: "I'm talking about a tie, Gwen, a tie, I can accept it."

Gwen rolled her eyes: "I don't care, as long as it makes my dad happy, so you don't have to fight all day long, remember?"

Locke nodded.

Gwen's eyes lit up.

"Really think of it?"

"of course."

Locke said so: "You have given all the rewards, how could I not be careful."

Gwen also pulled back the quilt, sat on the bed, and looked at Locke expectantly: "So, how do you plan to lose...to draw with my father?"

Locke said, "How about golf?"

Gwen was slightly taken aback: "Golf?"

Locke hummed.

Gwen blinked: "But, my dad doesn't seem to have played golf before."

Locke smiled and said, "Yes."

After all the calculations, there is only this, and it is easier to tie the game.

Table tennis?
Locke's soul doesn't require any skills for him. Even if he has three balls and is blindfolded, it is estimated that George will not be able to beat him.

Moreover, there are winners and losers in table tennis.

Not to mention shooting or something.

Or golf.

Coincidentally, Locke has never played before, and when he is in the position of deputy superintendent George, it is time to learn how to communicate with the upper class. After all, many things in the Federation are discussed while playing golf.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Locke felt that he was really worried about George's progress.

But George didn't know how to be grateful.

Locke even sighed, looked at Gwen, shrugged and said, "Look, Gwen, I respect George as much as you do."

After listening to Locke's last sentence, Gwen was a little moved by the communicative explanation. She stepped forward and hugged Locke. Anyway, it was not once or twice in Gwen's room. It is estimated that Helen knew it well, and George pretended not to be clear.

then……

Just as he was preparing for the next move, Helen's voice came from below.

"Gwen, your dad is leaving the house."

"..."

Gwen parted her lips from Locke's and blinked.

Locke was also slightly taken aback.

Go downstairs.

George has changed into civilian clothes and is checking his holster.

"Dad." Gwen walked down the stairs quickly, and asked nervously, "Did the Peerless Assassin appear?"

Locke, who was following behind, had a weird expression on his face.

How long has it been.

It hasn't been eight months yet, yet another counterfeit has popped up?

However, George shook his head: "No, there was a shooting in the Bauhinia community, and Max lives there. I'll go and have a look."

Max, one of George's good friends.

Bauhinia community?

Isn't this the community of Clyde Shelton and Miller Shelton?

Locke went to this community when he sent Miller Shelton off in the morning.

Is it?

Locke looked at George curiously: "George, which house did the shootout happen?"

While putting on his shoes, George said, "No. 55, what's the matter? You're in the Redbud community, do you know anyone?"

Locke raised his eyebrows and admitted: "I just met this morning, and her house number seems to be 55."

George in his shoes looked up.

Locke looked at Gwen: "It's Mrs. Miller Shelton's home."

Gwen froze for a moment, covered her mouth, "God!"

……

(End of this chapter)