Chapter 144： Someone impersonating my face?

What?

Peerless Assassin?

yesterday?

Is it the little black thing?

its not right.

I just had a whim yesterday, and I didn't give out the notice. Moreover, the house was blown up by gas, how could it be possible to contact him?

good guy.

George wouldn't have thought about it day and night in the process of chasing the unparalleled assassin, what inexplicable changes have occurred, and he has some kind of special function.

This unscientific!

Locke raised his head, his thoughts turned sharply, and he also made a full expression of surprise: "Unparalleled Assassin, did you come out for an event yesterday?"

Over there, he got up and gave Helen, who had just-baked steak on Locke's plate, a snort, sat down again, and glanced at George: "George just went to bed yesterday, and a phone call came. When George heard it, he put on his underwear and ran on the road. already."

Locke was expressionless.

George coughed violently: "Honey, you don't need to go into such detail."

Good guy, don't you really treat this wild boar as an outsider?

Locke also has a certain immunity to Helen's words sometimes, but if the future mother-in-law is such an informal character, it is actually quite good.

Helen looked at George with a smile: "Yesterday was our anniversary, you know?"

George said: "What anniversary?"

Their first dating anniversary was in December, and then their wedding anniversary was in June, like, no anniversaries.

"First anniversary of third base."

"……mother!"

This time, it was Gwen's turn to take it any longer and looked at Locke next to him: "Locke, let's go to the roof."

Locke nodded wisely: "Okay."

He was wrong.

Having such an informal mother-in-law is not necessarily a good thing. At least, when you are driving, you will be caught off guard and drive as soon as you say it.

but……

Remember the anniversary of third base too?

When Locke followed Gwen on the roof with the dinner plate, he silently opened his memory palace, and then marked the memory related to Gwen with the date, and then built a new bookshelf, which was still relatively few. Memories related to Gwen were placed there.

In case Gwen asked suddenly in the future, Locke would not be caught off guard.

on the roof.

windy.

Gwen folded her hair and shook her head towards Locke who followed: "I'm sorry, but mom just doesn't treat you as an outsider."

Locke smiled and said, "It's okay, I already have immunity, and I remember when we met, when we held hands, when first base, second base, including third base."

Gwen glanced at Locke: "I'm not that boring."

Locke smiled.

Really?

I do not believe.

Gwen then smiled and said, "However, as you can remember, I'm very happy."

I knew it.

Locke looked at Gwen with a bright smile, and felt a dazzling moment, and thought so in his heart.

After all, the daughter's endorsement is duplicitous.

Just like men are naturally lecherous, but some men can control their desires well, instead of being controlled by desires.

The cool breeze from the roof is cooler on the body.

Gwen leaned on Locke's shoulder, and the two sat on a raised platform on the roof with a view of the corner of the George Washington Bridge.

Both of them were breathing steadily.

"Locke."

"Ok."

"Thank you for being my hero."

"..."

Locke turned his face sideways, looked at Gwen, who looked at him with beautiful eyes as if he could talk, and smiled slightly: "Thank you for being my goddess of luck."

Gwen flashed his eyes and looked at Locke with a smile.

Locke also looked at Gwen.

long time.

The two seemed to be more energetic, as if to see who would be the first in the blink of an eye.

quite a while.

Locke chose to admit defeat and blinked.

Gwen burst out laughing.

at this time.

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!

A police car flickered the alarm bell, from far to near, it seemed to sound, parked downstairs in the apartment.

Helen's voice came up at this time: "Gwen, your father is going out."

Gwen and Locke recovered.

Go downstairs.

Back to the apartment.

George had already gone out, and the alarm bell at the door gradually ran away.

Gwen frowned and said, "Is there another case, the Peerless Assassin?"

Helen shook her head: "It seems that a police officer was shot."

Gwen said: "The policeman was shot, no wonder, I thought it was the unparalleled assassin?"

After all, George is now a police inspector and does not need to go out to work. However, when he encounters a peerless assassin, George will still call the police. If the police officer is shot this time, it is natural for George to pass.

Not the unparalleled assassin.

After all, the unparalleled assassin's murder is murder, but Qiu did not commit any crimes against innocents or police officers.

Locke looked at Gwen, who seemed to be relieved after realizing that it was not the unparalleled assassin who committed the crime, and raised his eyebrows.

Even if George encounters the unparalleled assassin, he will not be troublesome and easy to die.

Locke has already raised his tolerance level for George by several levels in his heart.

after all……

If possible, Locke still hopes that in the future, he will take Gwen from George, not from Gwen's stepfather.

but.

Locke was beside him, and there was a hint of curiosity: "Yesterday, the unparalleled assassin committed the crime?"

He was doing a good deed last night, and then he played the "Unparalleled Divine Soldier" at home all night, how could he have the time to go to the task.

but.

However, Gwen nodded: "Yes, I was also this morning. When I was having breakfast, I heard from my father that last night, the unparalleled assassin shot and killed a couple in Brooklyn."

Locke raised an eyebrow.

Gwen said worriedly: "Dad said that they investigated the couple, and the couple didn't have the crime mentioned on the notice at all. The unparalleled assassins have gone mad, starting from the very first lynching execution."

Locke's trigeminal nerve beating.

This is……

I was imitated?

Or am I just a substitute?

WTF?

"Ding! 』

"The mission is being generated! 』

"Task: "Someone is imitating my face!"

"Basic Rewards for Missions: "Achievement Points*1000", "Potential Points*1000"

"Mission description: "Can you bear this? I can't bear it. Go, grab him and let him know what cruelty is!"

"Task bonus description: "The greater the influence, the greater the bonus!"

『Mission Note: "I will tell you in a low voice that you may need to use the transformation card of the fairy witch, come on, come on, let this guy know what it will be like to ruin your reputation, otherwise, pretend to be yours People will come out like bamboo shoots after a rain.”

"Accept/Reject! 』

"accept!"

Locke raised his eyebrows and directly chose to accept the task.

special.

Locke had only heard of people imitating the murder methods of serial killers before, but he didn't expect that this time, such an honor would fall on his head.

only……

I'm not a serial killer.

In his first answer to George, Locke only said that the actions of the Wushuang assassin were guilty, but Locke never said that the Wushuang assassin was a murderer.

He only kills the damned.

After Locke took this mission, he thought about it and said, "I had a brief contact with this unparalleled assassin. Although he is guilty, I can feel that he has no killing intent towards me. Is it wrong to start a case?"

Gwen shook his head: "Dad said that the notice was also found next to the couple, and the order and writing on it are the same as the previous notice."

The NYPD has not released the notices, at least not to the public.

Locke frowned.

After thinking about it, I still didn't ask, whether the material of the notice was sent to the forensic department for comparison.

after all……

Locke's notice is unique, and it was made directly by the system at the cost of his potential points, in order to prevent law enforcement agencies from finding any clues about him through this notice.

After all, the federation is, in a sense, very free, but also very restrictive.

Put it this way.

For a photo that has been developed, law enforcement agencies have a way to find out which photo studio the photo was developed in, and even the current flow of the printer can be inquired through the serial number of the printer.

so.

Even if someone could pretend to be his murder method, no one could imitate the core crime notice.

Because no one can find a blacklist of crimes that perfectly impersonates the system.

but.

Locke thought so before, but now?

George was so interested in him, and logically speaking, he should have authenticated the notice, so Locke wasn't sure.

And it's not easy for him to say this, so as not to say too much, it's not good.

after awhile.

Come to the second floor.

When Locke passed a false door, he stopped and looked at Gwen: "Gwen, I remember as if you said that George has all the files of the Wushuang Assassin in the study?"

Gwen nodded: "Yes, but, are you going in to see it?"

Locke shrugged: "I just think that the unparalleled assassin should not kill innocent people indiscriminately. He didn't kill me, did he?"

Gwen nodded: "I actually think so too. The Wushuang Assassin is a lynched killer, not a serial killer. Serial killers seek pleasure in killing, but the Wushuang Assassin seems to regard himself as a judge in the dark. If he doesn't insist on this point, then he is no different from the so-called serial murderer Locke also thinks so.

Open the study door.

Wow!

Locke couldn't help but let out a sigh in his heart, looking at the newspapers related to him posted on the wall of the study, as well as the densely packed dossiers lined up on the desk.

good guy.

Is this a deep expression of love?

Or, without catching me, George won't be able to sleep peacefully?

What the **** did I do in my last life to provoke such an old man.

Locke walked to the desk, looked at a file that was just released yesterday, and raised his eyebrows.

Open!

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