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"Locke!"

"Good morning, Mr. Anonymous."

Locke, who was wearing sunglasses, pulled out his chair, sat down, raised his head, glanced at the 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 do you leave?"

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

Locke laughed.

soon.

The coffee was served by the waiter.

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

"what?"

"Your mission."

"…So fast."

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

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

Anonymous smiled and said lightly: "At least, the bureau never defaults on wages."

Usually it's a direct payment.

The CIA pays attention to the fact that when a person dies, the debt disappears, and everyone dies. Naturally, the money owed to that person does not need to be returned.

While opening the information on hand, Locke looked up at Anonymous, and asked casually, "You are thinking, Mr. Anonymous."

Although Anonymous is still joking as before.

but…

Locke has studied, and he is still a leader, not to mention, Locke is still a leader, so he can still feel if Anonymous has any thoughts.

In a word.

Without the aura of the mind, and the aura of the mind, it is completely wrong.

quite a while.

Locke looked at the mission objectives displayed on the documents in his hand, as well as the information in the mission briefing, and raised his eyebrows: "Good guy, this mission, even if I am strong, but in the bureau, did I think too strongly? "

The content of this mission brief can be summed up in one sentence.

Chase down traitors!

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

Of course.

The same goes for the CIA and other intelligence agencies with traitors.

kill!

Most of the traitors, even if they defect, are dead, because any intelligence agency, for traitors, has done it forever.

Can…

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

Not to mention, the mission briefing also stated that the defector had been fleeing for eleven years.

Letting an agent who was a bit perverted in training and who had never performed a mission to take this mission, even Langley, who was eclectic and downgraded his talents, was a little too high on him.

"Eric Heller?"

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

Anonymous shrugged: "I don't know much, he is not my person."

"Whose is that?"

"Marissa's."

"Who?"

"Marissa Wigler, Regional Mission Director for Africa."

"...Aren't you from the African region?"

Anonymous took a deep breath: "I'm the European mission director."

Rock laughed and waved his hand: "Don't care about this, so, this task, in fact, was given to me by Marisa Wiegler, the task manager of the African region? Is it like this."

The agent Eric Heller, who had been mutiny for eleven years, used to be an agent under the head of Marisa Wigler, and looking at the above information, there is no doubt that it should be Marisa Wigler's subordinate. .

Such a traitor, how could Marissa Wigler hand over this task to someone else?

If there is a traitor under the hands of Anonymous, even in the past 20 years, it is estimated that Mr. Anonymous will not fake the hands of others, and will definitely catch the traitor and execute it.

Then a question arises.

Why did this mission come to him?

Locke raised his eyebrows and looked at Mr. Anonymous: "This Marisa Wigler, isn't it because she likes me, try, use this task to dig your corner."

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

"and…"

Anonymous paused and said: "The reason she gave is also very good. What better way to show his loyalty than to kill 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 one of his own.

Although, this sentence, Locke feels that there are loopholes in logic, but, the CIA, has there been less loopholes in recent years?

"but…"

After Locke nodded like this, he put away the information in his hand, tilted his head, and looked at Anonymous: "Although this Marisa Vigler said so, but, it seems, you don't think so? Isn't it, Mr. Anonymous?"

Mr. Anonymous looked up, looked at Locke, and did not speak.

Locke spread his hands and said with a smile: "Hey, I was recruited by you. If there is something I don't know about in this mission, if you don't say it, it also means that you and this Marisa Weigler are the same. You guys, are you planning to cheat me too?"

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

You've cheated on 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!"

He just said that, but he didn't expect it, and there really was.

However, this makes 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 returned to Langley headquarters.

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

It's normal for someone to want to pit him. After all, Locke can't control others. All he can do is when he wants to pit him, go directly to A to solve the contradiction fundamentally.

However, this contradiction must also have a motive.

It can't be for nothing, I feel that the weather is just right, hey, you can play a little rookie or play.

This unscientific.

Locke touched his chin, and did not say that he would give up the task, but asked curiously: "This Marisa Wigler, I only heard the name for the first time today, could it be that I have already offended me? If I have any enemies in Langley, it should be because you implicated me, such as that Walter Burke?"

talking.

Locke paused slightly and looked at Anonymous: "Hey, is there a little relationship between this Marisa Wigler and Walter Burke?"

Anonymous listened to Locke's analysis, nodded and said: "The relationship is a little bit, I, Marisa Wigler and Walter Burke, came out of the same training camp."

Locke raised his eyebrows: "So, is it because of you that I am implicated?"

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

Locke smiled: "Is that because of me?"

Anonymous opened his mouth.

next second.

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

Locke looked at Anonymous.

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.

Locke took over and took a sip. Then, looking at Anonymous who was slowly pouring himself a drink, he smiled and said, "No matter how slow you pour it, when you pour 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 the wine glass to Locke and took a sip.

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

Anonymous smiled reluctantly, sighed deeply, and then looked up at Locke: "Most of the reasons may be because of your relationship with Eric Heller."

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

"Who?"

"It does not matter."

Locke waved his hand, brought the topic to the formal, and frowned a little: "I don't even remember what relationship I have with this Eric Heller. Where did the relationship you say come from?"

Anonymous was silent for a while.

Locke raised an eyebrow.

"Mr. Anonymous?"

"All right."

Mr. Anonymous 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 frowned: "Define, what does it mean, there is a period of time?"

Anonymous spread his hands: "Probably before the death of Lorraine Broughton, this Eric Heller was a boyfriend and friend, and, your father, we have never found out."

Locke: "…"

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