Chapter 675： I have nothing to do with Locke

"Kabuda Icaris, born in 1972, moved to Texas in 1993."

"George, over there..."

"Ok."

George, who was driving, listened to Beckett's voice on the other end of the phone, nodded, and said with any emotion, "It should be Galveston."

Galveston, located in Texas, is an ordinary Texas city.

What if the most famous one.

no doubt.

Rock Broughton settled in Galveston until he was sixteen.

In the police station, Beckett, who had compiled the information from Atlanta, couldn't hear what kind of activity in George's heart was for a while, but continued: "According to the information of the local police station in Galveston, in the During Galveston, the identity used by Kabuda Icaris was to open a toy store. However, this toy store closed in 2004. At that time, it was... …”

George answered again: "When Locke came to New York."

In 2004, when Locke was sixteen, Locke came to New York.

at the same time……

The unparalleled assassins also followed.

Beckett opened his mouth, looked at the information in his hand, shook his head, and continued to report in a tone of work: "When the Galveston Police Department dispatched personnel to search the closed toy store, they found a A list of customers, which does have Locke's name on it."

George was expressionless: "He opened such a toy store, it is impossible not to contact Locke."

"But why?"

"Ok?"

"What's so special about Locke? Except his mother?"

"do not know."

Compared with Maria Hill, who likes to use intuition to solve cases, the New York Police Department, represented by George, still likes to use evidence to solve cases.

Although it seems that at the moment, the unparalleled assassin Kabuda Ikaris seems to be inextricably linked with this Locke, and even seems to be secretly protecting Locke.

but……

A person commits a crime, either for money, or for lust, or for vendetta or passion.

There must be a reason why one person protects another.

But this reason seems to be still in the fog.

besides……

Beckett rummaged through the information on hand and operated it on the computer, and then said: "After Kabuda Icaris followed Locke to New York, I was able to find a list of airline tickets for New York airport. , but, this registered address seems to be... artificially modified, and..."

Paused.

Beckett lowered his voice and said: "The time of modification seems to be that after we retrieved the information on Kabuda Icaris, his address was artificially modified."

In a word.

There are ghosts.

Beckett said in a deep voice: "If this is the case, it means that there is a person with a very high status within us who is a peerless assassin."

George, who was in the car, raised his eyebrows, and then changed the subject directly: "Can you find the overlap between Kabuda Icaris and Locke during the event in New York?"

without him.

This ghost is him.

The one who deleted Kabuda Icaris' registered address in New York was George.

As for why?

Simple.

George stopped the car and stared at a pitch-black house on the opposite side of the road, five hundred meters away, his eyes twinkling.

Two hours ago, along with a commotion at the Wall Street Case Trust Bank, many hostages ran out of the bank's gate.

After George entered the bank with the Secret Service team and came to the vault, there was no doubt that the Peerless Assassin and his accomplices who were supposed to be in the vault had disappeared without a trace.

The people outside the cordon, after seeing George who came out empty-handed, there is no doubt that they gave out an earth-shattering cheer.

seem……

They are the villains, and the unparalleled assassins are the righteous.

Facing such a scene, George showed no expression, and threw the scene to Maria Hill, who was beside him, and then returned to the New York Police Department. After staying in his office for an hour, he left and came here.

Beckett, who was working overtime in the police station, was slightly taken aback when he heard this sentence. After all, this was completely inconsistent with George's character, and asked, "Do you want to issue a notice?"

George shook his head and said, "No, I just asked you, did you find out that the trajectory of Kabuda Icaris' activities in New York overlapped with Locke's."

Beckett returned to his senses. Although he was a little suspicious, why did George not wonder who was helping the unparalleled assassin deal with the tail, but he shook his head and said, "From the current clues, no."

George frowned. "Not at all?"

Beckett headed: "Yes, Kabuda Icaris's activities and credit card bills are displayed in Brooklyn, while Locke's credit card bills in recent years are concentrated in Manhattan."

"it is good!"

George said thank you and hung up.

Beckett in the police station frowned while listening to the blind tone on the phone. She didn't know why, but she just heard a sigh of relief after George's last phone call.

Is it an illusion?

"Crack!"

In the car, George opened the co-pilot's box and took out his pistol. After opening it, looking at the number of bullets in the bin, there was a click, and then he loaded it directly.

next second.

George put the pistol into his waist, and then he pushed open his car door and walked out.

after an hour.

A white Audi r8 with an unremarkable license plate came from the corner and drove at an even speed to the door of the house that was 500 meters diagonally across from George just noticed.

Garage opens.

The white Audi r8 slowly parked in.

after awhile.

After the Audi r8 was turned off, an ordinary-looking man, Kabuda Ikaris, who looked only thirty-five years old and did not resemble Locke at all, walked out of the car.

Enter the house.

Kabuda Ikaris didn't turn on the lights at all, just walked towards the bar in the hall, opened the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of whisky from it skillfully and experienced, and then took a glass for himself.

soon.

Just as Kabuda Ikaris poured whisky on himself, and then, when he was about to turn around, there was a ding sound, and the back of his head seemed to be held up by something.

"do not move!"

"..."

George, who appeared behind Kabuda Ikaris, at this moment, held the Beretta 92f pistol against the back of Kabuda Ikaris' head: "Raise your hand."

Kabuda Ikaris was stunned for a moment, then, he put the wine glass in his hand on the bar next to him, and raised his hands.

Bang!

A Glock Eighteen was pulled out of Kabuda Ikaris' waist by George, and threw it aside. Then, a silver dagger pinned to his waist was found. An m1 pocket pistol that was hidden was also found by George.

even……

George frowned when he saw that he found a clown doll in Kabuda Icaris' pocket.

Kabuda Ikaris shrugged: "I run a toy store."

He owns a toy store and has a clown doll in his pocket, so logical.

but……

George threw the clown doll aside and gestured with a pistol: "Sit over there!"

Kabuda Ikaris obeys.

but……

Kabuda Ikaris pointed to the whisky on the bar: "Can I bring him?"

George: "..."

quite a while.

Sitting on the sofa, looking in front of him, holding a Beretta 92f pistol at his Kabuda Icaris, watching George with a gun in one hand and a whisky he just poured in the other, he couldn't help laughing Then, in the words, full of curiosity: "How did you find me?"

George drank the whisky in the glass and sneered: "Your friend, it doesn't look like your friend."

Kabuda Ikaris raised his eyebrows: "Rosa Medellin?"

George did not speak.

Kabuda Ikaris smiled and shook his head: "I knew that that woman doesn't have any reputation at all. Hey, I would have known that she would not be allowed to go out."

"You really should do that."

"No way, she's not guilty."

Kabuda Ikaris shrugged and looked at George: "I never kill innocent people, Officer George Stacy!"

"What is the relationship between you and Locke!"

"It doesn't matter."

"what?"

"I don't know who Locke you're talking about."

"..."

It is related to the Peerless Assassin and Locke, what about me, Kabuda Icaris.

Frankly speaking.

Locke has thought about letting the unparalleled assassins make a perfect curtain call in various ways, but he should make up for his own sins. The perfect curtain call is very simple, but at the same time as the curtain call, he must eradicate his old husband's heart. Heart demon, but it is difficult.

Again.

Locke doesn't like to lose, and he expects Locke to call the curtain in the tragic way of the unparalleled assassin. Locke can't do it.

To lose is to lose.

If you lose, you will break the golden body.

fortunately!

It is not that there is no way to save the country through the curve to complete this project.

The Peerless Assassin certainly cannot be caught by George.

But Kabuda Icaris...

Locke and the Peerless Assassin can't lose I didn't say Kabuda Icaris couldn't lose, George captured Kabuda Icaris or something, and I, Locke and Peerless Assassins have nothing to do with half a dime.

Yes.

The Peerless Assassin, it seems, is indeed inextricably related to Locke.

and……

Kabuda Icaris also appears to be related to Locke.

but……

What about Kabuda Icaris and the Peerless Assassin?

them……

does it matter?

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