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Chapter 614 Let Me Kill My Father (Second Update!!)

"Locke!"

"Good morning, Mr. Anonymous."

Locke, wearing sunglasses, opened the chair, sat down, looked up, glanced at the light snow floating in the sky, smiled, and greeted Mr. Anonymous, who had called him over for coffee early in the morning.

Anonymous sitting opposite: "When are you leaving?"

"A plane at noon."

Locke smiled and said, "Why, are you going to let me take your private jet?"

"That's a business jet, not a private jet."

Anonymous corrected the loopholes in Locke's words, with a serious and serious expression: "Business jets can be reimbursed for fuel, and private jets are not reimbursed by the bureau. Pay attention to the wording."

Locke laughed.

soon.

The coffee was brought by the waiter.

Gentleman Locke nodded and smiled at the waiter, took the coffee, and was just about to add some bourbon to it, when he saw Anonymous sitting across from him handing over a stack of documents.

"what?"

"Your mission."

"……So fast."

Locke raised his eyebrows, took the documents, and looked at Anonymous: "I thought the efficiency of the bureau was the same as that of other federal departments."

After all, this is a place where you need to make an appointment when you are sick.

Wuming smiled, and said in a flat tone: "At least, the bureau never defaults on wages."

It is generally a direct repayment.

The CIA pays attention to the fact that when a person dies, the debt is eliminated. After everyone is dead, naturally, the money owed to that person does not need to be returned.

While flipping through the documents on hand, Locke raised his head and glanced at Nameless, and asked casually, "You are thoughtful, Mr. Nameless."

Although Anonymous still joked as before.

but……

Locke has been educated, and he is still a leader, not to mention, Locke is also a leader in cheating, so he can still feel if Anonymous has any hidden thoughts.

In a word.

A mindless aura, and a thoughtful aura are completely wrong.

quite a while.

Locke looked at the mission objectives displayed on the information in his hand, as well as the information of the mission briefing, and raised his eyebrows: "Good guy, even if I am very strong in this mission, but, in the Bureau, do you think I am too strong? "

The content of this task briefing can be summed up in one sentence.

Hunt down the traitor!

As the world's four major intelligence agencies, although the CIA is powerful, it also has problems that other intelligence agencies will encounter. From time to time, someone will always betray for various reasons.

Of course.

The CIA and other intelligence agencies do the same with traitors.

kill!

Most of the traitors, even if they defected, are still dead, because any intelligence agency, for the traitors, has achieved immortality.

Can……

Those who can defect and escape, in any case, are elite agents.

Not to mention, the mission briefing also stated that this defected agent had been fleeing for 11 years.

Letting an agent who has gone too far in training and has never performed a mission to accept this mission, even Langley, who is eclectic and downgraded, is a bit too high on him.

"Eric Heller?"

Locke looked at the target's name and a photo before defecting in the mission briefing, and looked up at Anonymous: "Do you know this guy?"

Anonymous shrugged and said, "I don't know much, he is not mine."

"Whose is that?"

"Marisa's."

"Who?"

"Marisa Vigler, Africa Regional Mission Director."

"...Aren't you from Africa?"

Anonymous took a deep breath: "I'm the European task manager."

Locke laughed haha, waved his hand and said: "Don't pay attention to this, so to speak, this task, in fact, was given to me by Marisa Vigler, the task manager for the African region? Is it like this?"

Eric Heller, the agent who has been traitor for 11 years, was once an agent under Marisa Wiegler's supervisor, and judging from the above information, there is no doubt that he should still be Marisa Wiegler's capable person in the future.

Such a traitor, how could Marisa Vigler give up this task to others?
If there is a traitor under the hands of Wu Mingshi, even if it has been 20 years, it is estimated that Mr. Wu Mingshi will not pretend to be someone else, and will definitely catch the traitor himself, and then execute him.

Then a problem arises.

How did this mission come to him?
Locke raised his eyebrows, and looked at Mr. Anonymous: "This Marisa Vigler, it's not because I like me, try, use this task to poach your corner."

Anonymous glanced at Locke, holding a coffee: "I must admit, your outstanding performance in the training academy, under the publicity of the deputy commander of the operation, I have to say, the director of operations, is interested in you, Marisa Wigler wasn't the only one, but she was the first to do it."

"and……"

The nameless person paused and said: "The reason she gave is also great. Is there any better way to show your loyalty than killing a traitor?"

Locke smiled: "Well, what she said still makes sense."

The person who killed the traitor may not necessarily be one of his own, but at least it can be guaranteed that the person who can kill the traitor must not be the same as the traitor.

Although Locke feels that there are loopholes in the logic of this sentence, but, the CIA, have there been fewer loopholes in recent years?
"but……"

After Locke nodded and finished speaking, he put away the information in his hand, tilted his head, and looked at the unknown person: "Although this Marisa Vigler said so, it seems that you don't think so? Don't you, Mister Anonymous?"

Mr. Anonymous raised his head, looked at Locke, and did not speak.

Locke spread his hands and said with a smile: "Hey, I was recruited by you. If there are any pitfalls that I don't know about this mission, if you don't say it, it also means that you and this Marisa Vigler are the same. The gang are also planning to cheat me?"

For such people, Locke's approach has always been consistent and unwavering.

You cheated me, don't you expect me to let you go?

Anonymous shook his head: "My opinion is that you can give up this task."

Locke raised his eyebrows: "It's really a pit!"

As soon as he said that, he didn't expect that there really was.

However, this made Locke feel a little strange. Although he is already a member of the CIA, he has never been on a mission, and he has never even been back to the Langley headquarters.

Moreover, Locke's behavior is also kind to others and kind to himself.

It's normal for someone to want to cheat him. After all, Locke can't control others. All he can do is to directly A when dealing with someone who wants to cheat him, so as to fundamentally resolve the conflict.

However, this contradiction must have a motive.

You can't just think for no reason, the weather is just right, hey, you can cheat a little rookie, and it's good to have fun.

This unscientific.

Locke touched his chin, and did not say that he would give up the task. Instead, he asked curiously: "This Marisa Vigler, I just heard this name for the first time today. Is it possible that I have already offended you?" If I have any enemies in Langley, it should be because you got me involved, such as that Walter Burke?"

talking.

Locke paused for a moment and looked at the anonymous person: "Hiss, is there some small relationship between this Marisa Vigler and Walter Burke?"

After listening to Locke's analysis, Anonymous nodded and said, "It's a bit of a relationship. I, Marisa Vigler and Walter Burke came out of the same training camp."

Locke raised his eyebrows: "So, it's because of you that I got involved?"

Anonymous nodded, then shook his head: "There is this part, but more, it's not because of me."

Locke smiled: "Is that because of me?"

Anonymous opened his mouth.

next second.

Anonymous looked at his watch and said to Locke, "Let's go, shall I take you to the airport?"

Locke looked at Doe.

After half an hour.

Speeding down the road to JFK Airport in New York.

Anonymous handed the poured bourbon to Locke who was sitting opposite him.

Locke took over, took a sip, and then, looking at Unknown who was slowly pouring the wine for himself, smiled and said: "No matter how slow you pour it, when you finish pouring it, my boarding time still hasn't arrived."

The implication is, don't procrastinate, it's useless.

Anonymous smiled, put the poured wine bottle back on the wine rack, then raised his glass to Locke, and took a sip.

Locke tilted his head and looked at the nameless: "Mr. nameless, I respect you very much, because you also respect me, but if you help outsiders to deceive your own people, it is very wrong."

The anonymous man forced a smile, sighed deeply, and then looked up at Locke: "Most of the reason may be because of your relationship with Eric Heller."

Locke smiled: "I don't know this Eric Heller, but I know Eric Sherland, if he is Magneto."

"Who?"

"It does not matter."

Locke waved his hand, brought the topic back to normal, and said with a slight frown, "I don't even remember what relationship I have with this Eric Heller. Where did the relationship you mentioned come from?"

Anonymous was silent for a while.

Locke raised an eyebrow.

"Mr. Anonymous?"

"Ok."

Mr. Unknown shook his head and looked at Locke: "This Eric Heller, for a while, was Lorraine Broughton's boyfriend."

Lorraine...

MMP!

It's Lorraine again, so haunted?

Locke's eyebrows twitched a few times, and he frowned endlessly: "Define it, what is it called, for a while?"

Anonymous spread his hands: "Probably before Lorraine Broughton passed away, he and Eric Heller were boyfriends and friends, and, your father, we have never found out."

Locke: "..."

(End of this chapter)