Chapter 226： Mr. Fall

Locke gets off.

Surprised!

Miller Shelton, who was suddenly called by his name over there, followed his gaze and looked at Locke walking across the road, his expression slightly stunned.

Who is this?

However, when Miller Sheldon was about to ask a question, Locke came over: "Mrs Sheldon, your historical explanation about the Arawak tribe yesterday was very interesting."

Miller Shelton is in the museum, and occasionally makes a cameo as a docent of Indian history. Although it is not often, but yesterday, because the wife of the professional docent gave birth to a child, she went there.

Locke hacked the museum's surveillance and looked at yesterday's. Miller Shelton was more interactive and liked to answer questions.

Just right.

Locke has the ability to read lips.

"I asked you the Arawak question about that meal yesterday."

"..."

Miller Shelton remembered, and immediately reached out and shook hands with Locke: "By the way, I remember this question, but there were too many people at the time, I didn't see it, your name is..."

"Broughton, Rock Broughton!"

"Hello, Mr. Broughton."

"Hello."

Locke shook hands with Miller Sheldon, then pointed to his Audi: "Mrs Sheldon, do you need me to take you back?"

Miller shook his head, turning his head.

That Nick Rhys is gone.

Huh?

What about people?

Ms. Miller Shelton was taken aback.

Locke smiled: "Mrs Sheldon?"

Miller returned to his senses and smiled, "Is it convenient?"

"Of course!"

Locke said with a smile that he came here for Miller Shelton.

What a joke.

Some people are thinking about the Voodoo Daquan that he is about to auction. If this guy who just got on the line with the devil knows where the Voodoo Daquan is, who will compensate him for the 20 million yuan?

not to mention……

Locke is not the Virgin, and the life and death of passers-by have nothing to do with him.

But Miller Shelton?

If something happened to Miller Shelton because of his voodoo book, Locke wouldn't feel guilty, but he was still a little uncomfortable.

how to say?

I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me?

Besides, Miller Shelton is not the point, her husband Clyde Shelton is the point.

This Clyde Shelton is Ia's agent.

Just look at Kem's dad.

Although Agent Ia looks quite out of place, when facing his family, the fighting power of these guys will always be inexplicably bursting.

As for the African American?

When he saw Locke getting out of the car, he got up a long time ago, and then, after seeing Miller Sheldon get up, he turned and left a long time ago. It seems that he doesn't want to contact Locke.

after all……

Behind Locke stands the top lawyers of Wall Street.

coward!

Locke thought so, very gentlemanly helping Miller Shelton to open the car door and get in the car.

Miller Shelton's home is also on Manhattan Island.

In fact, it's not far from Fifth Avenue, but unlike Locke's apartment, it's a residence, in the community.

soon.

Miller Shelton looked at the door close at hand, and the husband who was watering the door with his daughter. He breathed a sigh of relief, unfastened his seat belt, and said to Locke in the driver's seat. thanks.

Clyde Sheldon, who looks exactly like a fallen uncle, was almost alert when Locke's Audi drove onto this street, and when Miller Sheldon opened the door and walked out , Clyde has walked to the front of the car.

The attitude is very professional.

"Clyde."

"Mill."

Miller is Clyde's nickname for his wife Miller.

Locke looked at the two who were hugging and kissing directly in front of the car, raised his eyebrows, unfastened his seat belt, and also got out of the car.

Clyde looked at Locke who got out of the car, and the vigilance in his eyes disappeared a bit.

Not much.

Not much of a threat.

Miller next to him was making an introduction for Locke: "Brawton is the student council president of Midtown University. He visited our museum yesterday. It happened that I was in Queens today, and Broughton dropped me by the way."

Locke stretched out his hand with a smile: "Good noon, Mr. Sheldon."

"Brawton."

Clyde's expression was a little subtle, shook hands with Locke, and said, "Locke Broughton, a very good name."

Speaking of...

Is there a female agent in the bureau, also named Broughton?

what do you say that is?

Lo...

Lorraine Broughton?

The most legendary agent in the bureau, the undercover KGB, and the legendary female agent of the undercover MI6.

Locke also noticed the expression on Clyde's face, but most men have this expression when they see their wives come back with such a handsome little fresh meat.

He can understand.

Locke smiled slightly, let go, and then politely declined the idea of ​​Clyde and Miller inviting them to sit at home, saying that he was leaving.

but.

When Locke got back into the car, he seemed to think of something. He looked at the family of three who were going home together, and said, "Mr. Broughton?"

Clyde Shelton turned and looked at Locke.

Out of the corner of his eye, Locke glanced at Miller and their daughter.

Miller understood and said to his daughter, "Angie, let's go home, dad and brother want to talk."

Five years old this year, the beautifully dressed An Qi waved at Locke.

Locke also waved with a smile.

after awhile.

Locke looked at Clyde who came over, touched his nose, and seemed to organize the language: "Mr. Sheldon, this morning, I saw Mrs. Sheldon and one of the ground inspectors..."

Clyde said: "Just call me Clyde, I know, the assistant attorney general of the district attorney said that there was something dying..."

Locke said slightly: "Assistant Attorney General? Isn't it?"

Clyde looked up.

Locke looked a little surprised: "He also looked for me, and he tried to kidnap me morally, but I know him, after all, Nina Bell used to be from our Midtown High School, and he seemed to be assigned by the district attorney at that time. For Nina Bell's trainee lawyer."

Clyde's eyes flickered.

nailed it.

Locke secretly murmured, and hesitated: "However, I feel that the guy is a bit weird, but he can't tell, so I think it is necessary to tell you about Clyde."

Clyde recovered, looked at Locke with a sincere face and clear eyes, and showed a smile: "Thank you, Locke, thank you very much."

Locke and Clyde shook hands again: "You're welcome, Clyde, Mrs Sheldon is one of my favorite narrators at the History Museum, very lively and interactive with us lovers, but thank you Mrs. Tonton rarely speaks."

Clyde laughed haha: "I can give you her phone number. If you go there again, I think my wife will be happy to be a guest speaker."

Locke looked surprised: "Really, that's great, thank you, Mr. Sheldon, if my girlfriend finds out, she will be very happy."

Gwen did go to the History Museum.

Locke went too.

Sometimes, a lie can't be all a lie. It is a qualified lie if the truth is not true, and the falsehood is not false. However, Locke and Gwen have never met Miller to explain, but Gwen has Mentioned that there was such a good guest commentator.

soon.

After Locke and Clyde exchanged phone calls, Locke drove away from the community here under the watchful eye of Clyde.

After Clyde's vehicle disappeared, the smile on his face gradually turned cold.

Do not misunderstand.

Not raised against Locke.

But to what Locke just mentioned, he was a public interest lawyer assigned by the district attorney at the time of the trial, but he was the assistant attorney general of the district attorney when he met with her wife.

Ordinary people may not be aware of it, maybe they just think this person is more fortunate.

But Clyde?

He is an actuary in Langley, and he is best at killing the target at the least cost. If it can cost five cents, it will never cost $200,000.

Although he has also retired from Langley, he used to belong to Langley, and all of his skills were taught by Langley.

Nick Reese?

Clyde waited until Locke's taillights disappeared from the street, turned around, tilted his head, then smiled at his wife and daughter who were standing at the door, and walked towards the utility room in the backyard.

Locke drove straight home after leaving his community in Clyde.

He believed that with this reminder, let's not just run away with his wife and daughter, at worst, he would be able to run out of New York with his wife and daughter to relax and play for a few days.

Passers-by who don't know it don't matter if they hang up.

An acquaintance who only relies on his professional skills to eat, suddenly, because of his own affairs, encountered an inexplicable and unpredictable disaster, it is better to avoid it.

Locke thought so.

at this time.

The phone rings.

Gwen's.

Locke was directly connected and connected to the car audio.

After all, George is in a daze now. That night, in order to get hold of him, he didn't remind him to drink and not drive. The ghost knows whether George will let the traffic police who go to the roadside pay attention to him~www.novelhall.com ~If he just grabbed the phone and was discovered by the traffic police and stopped him directly, wouldn't he be caught in George's trap?

Locke just said that he would find a way to get George to tie him.

He didn't say that he was going to lose to George.

The undefeated body cannot be broken.

No one can say it, or that sentence, if it is broken, there will be endless troubles.

"Hey."

In the Osborn Biological Building, the Connors experimental team, Gwen in a white coat, looked at a small spider in a breeding warehouse, listened to the connected phone and said, "Have you been to Queens?"

Locke smiled and said, "Did you monitor me with satellites?"

Gwen laughed and said, "No, it's Kem, but Kem sued me, saying that it was a picture of you, carrying a beautiful woman into the car and driving away."

Locke: "..."