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Chapter 230 Have You Heard of Emperor Sai? (Eighth update, please book in full!!!)
Not long after Clyde and George boarded the command vehicle.

In about a quarter of an hour, a black, ordinary Audi car stopped on the side of the road, and then Mr. Anonymous, who was nobody, stepped out of the car.

He just happened to be in New York these days.

and……

Clyde Shelton was also recruited by him at the time. Langley sent a text message saying that Clyde activated Code 3, that is, the retired Langley agent encountered a crisis of identity exposure, so he immediately rushed over.

George over there heard a report from a police officer that someone wanted to see him, he was slightly taken aback, and looked at Clyde Shelton who was sitting across from him.

Seeing George's appearance, Clyde knew what was going on, and suggested, "You should see him, Deputy Superintendent Stacy."

Seeing this, George smiled, and said in a firm tone, "CIA?"

Clyde spread his hands, as if, I know what you're talking about, but I have to act like I don't know what you're talking about.

I knew it.

Seeing this, George was even more convinced.

When he saw Clyde's information, as well as the four corpses that had been shot in the head and shot again, he felt an inexplicable sense of tearing and disobedience.

But if it was Langley's agent, then everything could be explained.

The information is true, but it is also false.

After all, Agent Langley can disguise his identity to prevent non-essential people from knowing, so as not to provoke the enemy's retaliation. This is legal, and the law will protect this.

and so……

All this tonight is really not an ordinary violent robbery, but a terrorist activity that is trying to disguise as a violent robbery?
George thought so in his heart, and then, he saw Anonymous who followed a police officer to him.

"Deputy Stacey."

"You are……"

"I?"

Anonymous and George shook hands, smiling brightly: "I'm just an insignificant little person, if you need a name, you can call me Anonymous."

Hearing the name, George seemed to think of something, and looked at the anonymous man: "Mr. anonymous, could it be the Mr. unknown who appeared on the Yago at that time?"

Gwen had mentioned it to him.

After all, Locke directly revealed the work place of Anonymous at a glance. Just from the appearance, this is a very miraculous thing.

But George suddenly, something strange.

But I can't tell.

After Mr. Unknown shook hands with George, he glanced at Clyde Shelton over there, and nodded.

Clyde Shelton stood up.

George recovered.

Mr. Anonymous looked at George with a smile: "Deputy Superintendent Stacey, Langley will investigate this matter."

Someone in my family has an accident, if I don't check it myself, is it okay?

Retired family, that's family too.

Many managers in Langley regard the agents as props, and more often they are one-off props, but the nameless is different. He prefers to treat the agents as his own family.

Hearing the words of the anonymous man, George narrowed his eyes: "Langley has no law enforcement power in the country."

Mr. Anonymous smiled and said, "I know."

Who stipulated that without law enforcement powers, cases cannot be handled?
No body, no case.

nature……

That is, law enforcement is not required.

George looked at Anonymous and Clyde who were about to turn around and leave, and said, "You two, the New York Police Department hasn't spoken yet. This is New York."

The anonymous man looked at George, his smile unchanged: "Deputy Superintendent Stacey, is there any question?"

George was expressionless: "Answer me a question, you take it away, I can also give you the case."

"Oh?"

"Does the Peerless Assassin belong to your CIA?"

"..."

The Nameless Man glanced at Clyde, and nodded with the latter, and then, after Clyde left the command vehicle and stood up outside, he sat in the seat Clyde had originally taken, and looked at it with great interest. Looking at George: "Deputy Superintendent Stacy, why did you say that all of a sudden?"

"Habit!"

"Ok?"

No one knows the Peerless Assassin better than me!

George dared to say that, and he also had the confidence to say that he had been involved in the arrest of the Peerless Assassin for a whole year since the Peerless Assassin first appeared in New York City and started committing crimes.

"Habits are a powerful thing."

"Especially when you are new to something, you will always subconsciously imitate what is around you or what you have learned during training."

"Especially shooting!"

"That's the shooting habit."

Just as Locke judges whether a person is Agent Langley by his appearance.

Shooting can also determine a person's origin.

For example, if you see a person emptying a magazine in a second, there is no doubt that he is from the New York Police Department.

Just like the four corpses in the house just now.

A headshot with a refill.

The painting style cannot be said to be very close to that of Peerless Assassin, but it can also be said to be carved out of a template.

But if the painting style can be expressed so close, there are only two possibilities.

George looked at the unknown person: "Either, Clyde Shelton is the Peerless Assassin, or, the Peerless Assassin is an agent of your Langley."

Besides, George couldn't think of a second possibility.

"so!"

After George finished speaking, he looked at Anonymous seriously: "Answer my question, and the case belongs to you. Otherwise, no federal law enforcement agency can take away the case that I don't want to give to the New York Police Department."

The anonymous man looked at George with a serious face, and smiled: "Supervisor Stacey, are you interested in coming to Langley?"

George didn't speak.

Seeing this, Mr. Anonymous laughed again, then nodded: "I don't know."

"what?"

George had thought that Langley would either simply admit it or simply reject it, but this answer was something he hadn't thought about.

Anonymous played with his sunglasses: "Actually, the Department of Homeland Security also asked Langley about this matter."

George opened his mouth, and then thought of something: "Last year, when the Homeland Security Agency disguised itself as the FBI?"

That's when Locke sued DHS.

Nameless nodded, looking like he knew everything, and said endlessly: "The Department of Homeland Security suspects that the Peerless Assassin is inextricably linked with Mr. Locke Broughton."

Locke.

George remained calm, looked at Anonymous: "Continue."

Mr. Unknown looked at George curiously: "By the way, Deputy Superintendent Stacey, as far as I know, Locke Broughton and your daughter, Gwen, seem to be boyfriend and girlfriend?"

George nodded: "You investigated."

Mr. Anonymous showed a slight smile: "Investigation, no, protection, it's just a kind of protection."

"why?"

"Feel sorry."

Anonymous continued, put on his sunglasses, looked at George: "If Deputy Superintendent Stacey thinks that the Peerless Assassin is our Langley agent, I will have someone sort out a list after I go back. To the NYPD."

Done.

Anonymous stood up and walked out of the command vehicle.

George looked at Mr. Anonymous who left, and followed him out.

soon.

George stopped the anonymous man who had already reached the cordon. The latter turned around and looked at George. It was late at night, and the sunglasses were particularly dazzling.

"I'm waiting for your information."

"must!"

Mr. Anonymous nodded, opened the cordon with Clyde Shelton, and walked out. The policeman next to him saw his officer George's gesture and did not choose to block it.

In a black Audi.

back seat.

Mr. Anonymous took off his sunglasses, looked at Clyde who was sitting up, and asked, "What's going on?"

Clyde shook his head and told what happened tonight, especially the conversation with Locke this morning.

Nameless's lips moved: "Do you doubt this Nick Reese?"

Clyde said, "It's not doubt, it's certainty."

Langley is an agent. In fact, like the killer, they are more idealistic. They have come out with intuition. First of all, they will follow their intuition, and their years of career as an agent have made them rely on this intuition.

not to mention……

Apart from this suspect, it seems that there are no other possible suspects.

"This Nick Reese, I will send someone to investigate."

Anonymous nodded, said so, and then said to Clyde: "I will send someone to arrange and help you choose a good place to retire."

Again.

In other groups, agents may be treated as one-time tools, but Mr. Anonymous believes that mutual trust and affection can better stimulate the fighting spirit of the agents. Retired agents, Anonymous will protect them very well. .

However, Clyde shook his head: "No."

"what?"

Clyde was angry: "If it wasn't for this morning, that Locke Broughton reminded me, you know, something might happen tonight?"

Anonymous has no expression.

Of course he knew what would happen. After all, Clyde was not a field agent, and he was approved to retire because of some flaws.

Clyde's professional ability is very strong, but his vigilance is a little low. If he spends a long time in comfort, or if no one reminds him, his vigilance will gradually decline.

This was the main reason Clyde retired.

but.

Anonymous couldn't help laughing: "Rock Broughton."

In this incident, there is no doubt that Anonymous, who has been secretly observing Locke, feels more and more happy with Locke.

Locke maintained an innate vigilance.

A normal person would probably not feel that there was something wrong with this person during a visit, but Locke did it.

"interesting."

Anonymous couldn't bear it anymore, wishing he had the urge to recruit Locke tonight.

Clyde next to him heard the laughter of the nameless man seeing Lie Xinxi, looked at the nameless man, and understood the thoughts of the nameless man: "Are you going to recruit Locke Broughton?"

The Nameless Man glanced at Clyde, then smiled: "Do you know who his mother is?"

……

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