A Certain Marvel Super Player

Chapter 662: Anonymous Secret

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"it is good."

Gwen smiled slightly, took out two wine glasses from the disinfection cabinet next to him, and then directly took out a bottle of Thunder Bourbon, one of the few first-year bourbons in the wine cabinet.

Locke raised his eyebrows.

Chester ran away from home, and this matter still caused a little trouble to Locke.

for example……

On Christmas, he bought a batch of Thunder Bourbons and put them in Chester's warehouse. As a result, when Chester ran away from home like this, Locke couldn't get that batch of wine.

call directly?

Ah.

If it was said that Blackchester was pulled for two years, then it must be two years, and one minute less would be considered a loss by Locke.

"Here, Mr. Anonymous."

"thanks."

Anonymous took the bourbon that Gwen handed over, then, looking at Gwen who pushed another glass of bourbon to Locke, he smiled and said, "Gwen, don't you want a drink?"

Gwen waved his hand and said, "I still tend to accept what I can accept after the age of twenty-one."

"good habits."

Anonymous nodded and praised, and then said to Locke: "You may be able to learn."

Locke said to Anonymous: "Are you going to tell the local inspector about my under-21 drinking?"

Anonymous shook his head.

Locke chuckled: "Then don't say it."

Anonymous laughed, and then set his eyes on the silver-haired Hannah, stretched out his hand and smiled: "Ms. Broughton, Anonymous."

Hannah looked at Locke.

Locke said, "His name is Tiffany!"

Hannah was slightly taken aback.

this name...

Anonymous looked at Locke: "I don't remember, I changed my name."

Locke shrugged and said, "It's almost the same anyway. It's a girl's only name. I still think that Tiffany's name is pretty good. If I have a daughter, I'm going to call it Tiffany."

Anonymous frowned.

This is taking advantage of me.

Gwen called out Locke, then smiled apologetically at the anonymous.

Locke understood the meaning in Gwen's eyes, smiled, and said to Mr. Anonymous: "Don't worry, Gwen, Mr. Anonymous is not such a careful person, and will not take public revenge and revenge against me, right? Mr. Anonymous."

"That's for sure!"

Mr. Anonymous said, "You've changed my name to a common name for **** girls. Maybe, I'll take revenge."

Locke smiled brightly: "I'm looking forward to it!"

If you have the ability, I will dare to send you back to the West. Just in time, I will change the department for you and let me work for you. Haha, go to the underworld and work for me honestly.

And it’s still the kind of eternal life. When my anger subsides, when will I let you go.

Locke thought so in his heart, and then looked at Hannah: "Anonymous came to find you. If you don't want to answer, you don't need to answer."

Hannah nodded.

Anonymous shook his head and smiled, then looked at Hannah: "Hannah, the CIA is happy to have a dialogue with the Peerless Assassin that only has friendship and nothing else exists, can you help me get in touch?"

Hannah shook her head. "Sorry, I didn't."

Anonymous frowned.

Locke looked at Anonymous and said, "Look, I told you a long time ago that after Hannah found me, the unparalleled assassin left. Frankly speaking, you are wasting your time."

Anonymous looked at Locke sternly: "It's not a waste of time to help the bureau and find out the inner ghost."

Locke raised his eyebrows: "You are sure, you are here for the ghost in the bureau, you didn't say that just now."

Anonymous shrugged: "I'm more concerned about the New York case, the bureau."

Locke snorted, and then looked at Anonymous curiously: "Didn't I tell you?"

"say what?"

"I asked you about it that day, and he said that he does know who the ghost is, but the price is a problem."

"money is not a problem."

"I know, but I didn't ask, he said, he will contact you, maybe, you should check your email, or something, in case he contacts you."

"……yes?"

Locke shrugged.

Ok.

He forgot about it.

but……

He also didn't plan to tell the nameless ghost list. After all, this might trigger some tasks in the future, and at that time, it could be used to earn points or something.

It's a waste of money now, it's not worth it.

As for the anonymous mind?

This is not a problem. After tonight, after tomorrow night, the Wushuang Assassin will be offline for a while. At that time, the bond between the Wushuang Assassin and him will be completely cut off.

Locke thought so.

At this time, Anonymous also took out his mobile phone, looked at the mailbox with only spam emails, and shook his head.

However, just when Anonymous was about to speak.

The phone rings.

Anonymous picks up the phone.

"Hey."

"Sir, the Manhattan Trust Bank has been robbed."

"Ok?"

Anonymous listened to the voice on the phone, frowned, and said, I will come right away, then hung up the phone, and got up directly: "I still have something to do, let's go first, Locke."

Locke said with a smile: "The bank was robbed. It doesn't seem to care about our business."

Anonymous, who had already reached the door, turned his head and said, "If you have something in the bank that was robbed, then take care of our business."

Gu Xi

talking.

The anonymous thanked Gwen and Hannah again, then pushed open the door and left.

Locke raised his eyebrows while sitting on the high stool.

Gwen filled Locke's glass with wine and asked curiously, "Manhattan Trust Bank, what did the unparalleled assassin do, but the CIA, there is something in that bank, I thought the CIA had its own bank."

Locke smiled: "Yes, but most of them are from black market banks."

Even the CIA needs to launder money.

And the amount is huge.

But because it is a federal agency, it is very easy for the CIA to launder money.

"but……"

Locke shook his head and said, "The CIA has nothing in the Manhattan Trust Bank. It should be his own private money in that bank."

Gwen nodded.

Whoa whoa whoa!

At the entrance of the Manhattan Trust Bank, police lights flickered.

"Bang!"

"Sir."

"Ok."

When Anonymous rushed to the door of the bank, a large number of New York police cars had surrounded Manhattan Trust Bank. Anonymous, who got out of the car, looked at the agent walking by, and directly showed his ID while moving towards the broken bank. Go inside the opened bank door: "What's the situation now?"

"Twenty minutes ago, the hidden alarm device in the Manhattan Trust Bank's vault was triggered, and ten minutes later, the New York Police Department arrived at the scene."

"Where's the robber?"

"Uh……"

The agent seemed at a loss for words.

At this time, Mr. Anonymous had already walked straight to the vault, and was stunned.

But in the vault, the neatly arranged safes did not move at all. If it weren't for the big hole on one side of the vault that led directly to the sewer, no one would believe that the vault was broken into. been here.

Anonymous looked at the safe numbered 2908, and saw that there was no trace of being stolen, and he was relieved.

but……

Anonymous immediately looked at the big hole that led directly to the sewer, and frowned.

Some of his belongings are stored in the safe of No. 2908. Naturally, he knows the security level of the bank vault. Not to mention that the wall is made of concrete, it is faintly behind the wall, but there is still a thickness of five centimeter steel plate.

With this level of safety, let alone such a big hole, even if you drill a small hole, it is estimated that when the police catch the person leisurely, they may not have penetrated the concrete.

So, how did such a big hole come out?

Come over for a while.

The manager of the Manhattan Trust Bank also came over. After rushing to the present, he saw the neat rows of safes that were still untouched. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "That's great."

Mr. Anonymous looked at the manager and watched the happy look on the manager's face: "Manager, take a count, what's missing?"

The manager was stunned for a moment: "Small, no less, these safes are kept in this vault."

Anonymous frowned: "Where's the cash?"

The manager said, "The cash is kept in the vault on the other side. It was just expanded a month ago. The boss instructed to vacate this vault for the safe deposit boxes of customers."

Wuming was stunned for a moment and looked at the big hole: "Did you punch the wrong hole?"

talking.

Anonymous looked at the manager: "Take us to another vault."

The manager nodded.

quite a while.

Anonymous stood in the genuine treasury with two full volumes of cash, frowning.

Is it really the wrong hole?

The bank manager stood by, watching the anonymous gentleman walking in the vault, took out his mobile phone, edited a text message, and sent it to the real boss of the bank.

A line of words.

"Boss, that pile is gone."

"..."

Manhattan Harbor.

Carrie watched as a plain looking truck drove away and called Locke.

Locke, who was in the study, glanced at the incoming call.

connected.

"Hey!"

"nailed it."

"Ok."

"Then I'm going back. Agatha said to take me to the elf shop to play."

"it is good……"