The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

　　 a week later.

　　 Lake, who claimed to have taken sick leave due to work-related injuries, ended his vacation.

　　 early morning.

　　Lake yawned: "I suddenly felt that maybe it would be nice not to go to work."

　　 I really had a brain twitch.

　　Lake drank his coffee and thought in his heart that he has a very free career and it is not good to do it well. He has to find a part-time job, and it is still a part-time job that needs to get up in the morning.

　　 Isn’t it incense to make money by killing people, or am I essentially the life of an office worker?

　　 Lake shook his head.

　　My girlfriend Maureen walked down from the spiral staircase. He just heard Lake's words and rolled his eyes: "Where did you find the doctor's diagnosis?"

　　Lake chuckled: "This is a secret."

　　 The medical certificate was bought by him.

　　 Three hundred dollars is a real value. A medical certificate issued by an authoritative surgeon at the New Amsterdam Hospital, a designated hospital of the New York Police Department, was immediately granted a week's work injury rehabilitation leave after being taken to the police station.

　　 I still remember the little nurse who helped Lake explode after the apartment exploded.

Ok.

　　 It was the little nurse who sold it to Lake. It should have been a week ago. Lake was dismissed by his girlfriend and received a call from the little nurse the next day after pretending to be sick.

　　 The little nurse spoke in a thick underground trading tone.

　　 "Dear, buy a leave slip, which is the real one at a fair price, a fine of one hundred for the fake, and you can also write down the recommended recovery days according to your requirements. Do you need one, dear."

　　 "……"

　　Lake settled the bill at that time, buying a leave note that could take a week for about three hundred dollars, and his daily salary was about one hundred and fifty dollars.

Good deal.

　　 He can lie at home and earn almost four days' salary.

So Lake bought one at the time and kept the phone number of the little nurse by the way. In case she needs to come later, according to the little nurse, she can do any hospital-wide business, including custom CT photos, and When you retire, you can also check your health, which can increase your retirement pension by nearly one thousand dollars in injury allowance every month.

　　 Lake was shocked immediately.

　　 went out.

When 　　Lake drove from the underground garage to the ground, his girlfriend who was waiting at the door of the building tightened his collar and got on the co-pilot.

　　 The November sky has already begun to get cold.

　　 But...

Two months have passed since September, and the citizens of New York City have gradually emerged from the September incident. The WTO’s clean-up work is still going on, but compared to the previous two months, it’s just like The haze gradually disappeared.

Of course.

　　 Followed by November is the resignation of the former mayor of New York.

　　 His resignation is destined.

　　During his tenure, the WTO incident was destined for him not to be re-elected, and there was also the textile factory incident last month. Good fellow, you mayor has something to do with the killer organization and must step down. There is no discussion.

　　Although the former mayor said in front of reporters that he was also deceived, it was useless. People only saw him holding money from the killer organization to become the mayor.

and so……

　　 About four days ago, the mayor was determined. The new mayor is an acquaintance.

　　 is wrong.

　　 is an acquaintance of the neighbor Kassel downstairs. The mayor is a book fan of Kassel. Therefore, at dinner yesterday, Kassel proudly said whether he wanted to introduce Lake.

　　Lake sprayed Kassel directly.

　　 Does he need a backstage?

　　 Lao Tzu himself is the hardest backstage.

　　 New York Police Department Building.

　　 Maureen in the co-pilot looked at Lake: "Aren't you going up?"

　　 Lake shrugged: "I'll go to the thirty-third game."

　　 "What are you doing?"

"I am busy."

"Ok."

　　 Lake waited until his girlfriend got out of the car, restarted the car directly, and drove towards the 33rd minute.

　　 Wesley is still in the game.

　　Lake has always believed in his promises. If he promises Wesley an ordinary life, then Lake will guarantee this most basic condition.

Of course.

　　 If Wesley is stupid, it's none of his business.

　　 What Lake and Carlos promised at the time was that Wesley would not be taken away by the textile factory, and that Wesley would not face life in prison. There was nothing else.

　　 half an hour later.

Lake stopped the car at the 33rd inning and went straight all the way. He greeted a detective whom he had made here, and then in the detention room he saw Wesley who had been here for a week and looked a little awful. .

　　Wesley has had a terrible life these days.

　　 I thought that his life experience could be different from now on, but I didn't expect that he had not been regarded as a killer, and turned out to be a criminal suspect, and he had been locked up here for many days.

　　 Wesley didn't think about looking for a lawyer. He has money, and his bank card has a mutual aid service worth 100,000 dollars.

but……

　　 The police detective here directly told him a word when he was looking for a lawyer. After thinking about it, he really went through the legal process after looking for a lawyer.

　　 Wesley hesitated.

　　 Then...

　　 As soon as I stayed, I stayed till now.

　　 "Ahem."

"……It's you?"

　　Lake stood outside the detention room and looked at Wesley who raised his head towards him inside. After noticing the look in Wesley’s eyes ~www.NovelMTL.com~ smiled and said, "You seem to hate me."

　　 Wesley didn't speak, but his body language clearly explained this point.

　　Lake chuckled.

　　 This is really silly and sweet.

　　 Not to mention that the Mutual Aid Society is thinking about training Wesley to let him kill his father Carlos, just say one thing, do you really think that the killer is very smart?

　　Does this guy think that reality is playing games? Being a killer, a guy with an average brain IQ would not want to be a killer.

Of course.

Except for 　　lake.

"you can go now."

　　 "……"

Lake looked at Wesley with a stunned expression and said faintly: "I promised your father that you won't let you go into any mess. Maybe you enter a profession that will die tomorrow. So, after going out, I can do it for myself. Help you this time, next time, ask for your own blessings."

　　 talking.

　　Lake looked at his friend's detective in the 33rd Division, and shook his head: "What do young people think in their minds now, do a good job and don't think about being a killer?"

　　 My friend looked at Lake speechlessly: "You are not too old."

　　Lake shrugged: "It's thirty."

　　 My heart was dripping blood, and I was about to reach the age of hair loss. I still didn't extract the SSR-level immortal body. What's the use of an immortal body.

　　 Not getting old and not dying together is the true golden legend.

　　 Wesley inside listened to the singing and harmony of the two outside, and said with some uncertainty: "I can really go out, then... is the case?"

　　Lake and his friend looked at each other.

　　 Next second.

　　 Haha laughed.

　　……