A Certain Marvel Super Player

"Is it going well?"

"good!"

The next day, at the New Haven Airport, after Locke got off the plane from New York, he seamlessly entered another private plane and saw the anonymous person sitting on a chair reading a newspaper.

Mr. Anonymous said: "I thought it would be hard to believe your future father-in-law."

Locke sat down, ordered a glass of bourbon, unbuttoned his buttons, smiled when he heard Mr. Anonymous's words, and said, "Gwen is here to help me."

Anonymous shook his head and said, "Actually, the fewer people who know about this business, the better."

In general.

Locke has failed.

After all, the first element of an agent is confidentiality.

but……

Locke is an exception, and Mr. Anonymous also has the idea to recruit Gwen and make her a scientific researcher under Langley. However, this is just an idea.

Locke took the bourbon handed by the stewardess, took a sip, and spread his hands like the last time he talked to Mr. Anonymous: "The basis of trust is that there are no secrets, just like I don't have any secrets to hide from you. , Mr. Anonymous.”

Mr. Anonymous was already immune to this sentence. He looked at his watch, nodded to the agent sitting next to him, indicating that the plane could take off, and then looked at Locke: "Anyway, it's done. I thought , George, you will be in trouble."

Locke smiled.

George?

Locke can say that he has unreserved trust in Gwen and has no secrets.

But George versus Helen?

Locke couldn't tell for sure, and right now, Locke felt that George probably didn't have any thoughts on him anymore. It seemed that George had found a new target.

During the dinner party yesterday, Locke smelled a different smell from George.

It smells a bit like a vampire.

but……

The taste is very inferior and cheap.

It must be a vampire.

It seemed that while Locke and Gwen were traveling to the East, and because the Peerless Assassin had not appeared for a long time, the dignified New York Police Department giant George Stacey received a case related to vampires.

but.

Locke did not worry too much about this. As he said, the death of the earth has been taken over by him. Whatever George is doing, it is nothing more than death. For other people, death is the key point, but for George , death can be said to be a change of living environment.

Just right!

There is also a shortage of manpower at the Hades Police Station. It's just right to die, so you can go down early and work for him or something.

Locke was thinking this, and because of this, George had no intention of telling Helen, Locke and Gwen what he was doing recently, and Locke had no intention of asking.

Again.

Locke is more concerned about how many points he can gain in this agent assessment than George's mini-games.

soon.

take off.

"Give!"

"What's this?"

"I'm in the same period as you, so I can be considered as promising as you."

"I thought I was the only one you were interested in."

"Yes."

After the plane's flight stabilized, Mr. Anonymous handed Locke the information on the side: "But, you have to know, Langley, I am not the one in charge."

"Who is that?"

Locke took the information and looked at Mr. Anonymous with a smile: "Don't tell me, it's the guy on Pennsylvania Avenue, I don't believe it!"

The one on Pennsylvania Avenue, although he can arrange Langley's director as he likes and wishes.

but……

The director is not for working. The director is for sitting in the office. In other words, the director is for arresting and taking the blame when necessary.

Throughout the CIA, it is never the director who does things, but the supervisors below the director.

For example, in front of you is Mr. Anonymous, who has his own hangar, tanks, and arsenal.

Mr. Anonymous listened to Locke's teasing, shook his head and said with a smile: "You have to know, there are not five, but nine people at the same level as me in Langley."

Locke smiled and opened some information in his hand.

A total of four points of information.

four people.

Mr. Anonymous said: "Jack Ryan, a patriot, gave up his studies and joined the military after the September 11th incident. He was injured in a mission and retired early. Later, he was killed by an old friend of mine. Friend, Hubble Recruitment.”

Locke looked at Jack Ryan, who looked exactly like Captain Pike in his hand, and smiled and said: "Everyone talks about being patriotic, but those who can put it into action are undoubtedly the true patriots."

There are many patriots.

However, most patriots talk about patriotism, but in fact, they are talking about business in their hearts.

No association allowed!

Locke took out the second photo: "James Clayton, patriot?"

Mr. Anonymous said: "James Clayton was personally recruited by Walter Burke. Before recruitment, as far as I know, he worked as a bartender in a bar in New York."

Locke raised his eyebrows: "Langley... really promotes talents in an eclectic way."

Anonymous smiled: "But if he doesn't accept the recruitment, he will receive a call from Stark Industries Technology Department in three days and become a top white-collar worker."

Locke put down the photo: "It doesn't matter whether you're a top white-collar worker or a wage earner. What about this one?"

"Laura Bache, recruited by big data, has a flexible mind and body. She is a woman!"

"...Is this considered a specialty?"

"If you can let it go, it is indeed a specialty."

"……All right."

Locke opened his mouth, listened to Nameless Doe's serious answer, and nodded: "This reason has convinced me."

The words fell.

Locke tilted his head, and then noticed the last piece of information.

Yo.

An acquaintance.

wrong!

It can't be said that they are acquaintances, it can only be said that they have met once.

"Mace?"

Locke looked up at Jane Doe: "No surname?"

Anonymous glanced at her and nodded: "She has many names, but her current name is Metz."

Rock laughed: "Lots of names, stripper?"

Anonymous laughed and said: "She is not a stripper, but if it costs her life to watch her take off her clothes, from a certain point of view, she is indeed a stripper."

Locke raised his eyebrows.

"She's a killer!"

Anonymous laughed, then looked at Locke and said with a smile: "If you ask me, she is the female version of the unparalleled assassin."

The corner of Locke's mouth rose: "Langley is really... eclectic."

patriot.

Bartender.

A woman who can let go.

Female killer.

If you add him as a high school student.

Good guy!

No wonder, in recent years, Langley has become more and more promiscuous in the global espionage market. But luckily, he has the most promiscuous Mossad behind him.

After all, the only spy agency that can be caught on camera directly committing crimes in broad daylight is Mossad.

So, no matter how Langley pulls his hips, in the end, there is still a Mossad who will act as a backer.

but……

"Female version of Wushuang Assassin?"

Locke looked at the photo that is now called Mace, but in the killer world, it should be called Ava, shook his head and said: "I have also had contact with the Wushuang Assassin, but can she be as famous as the Wushuang Assassin?"

Who are you insulting?

Mr. Anonymous shrugged and said: "Unfortunately, the Wushuang assassins have not appeared recently. Originally, the Wushuang assassins were also recruited by me."

Locke laughed heartily: "You can offer a reward like me."

Mr. Anonymous also laughed and said: "This is just an idea, and, Langley, not everyone can want it."

"You even want the bartender and the killer."

"This is not what I want."

Mr. Anonymous said: "Langley is not as monolithic as others seem to be. The people inside are more complicated than the parliament. Personally, I prefer people with clean financial status."

Locke smiled and said: "Like me, with a clear view?"

Anonymous glanced at Locke who was suspected of boasting, smiled, and did not answer the topic. Instead, he took out a piece of information from his arms and handed it to Locke: "After the plane lands, I can't follow it. You will go through a series of entrance examinations such as written examinations and psychological counseling before you can reach the chicken farm."

Locke put aside the list of four students who needed attention specially prepared by Nameless Doe, took the handed test paper, and frowned: "What is this?"

"In the past few years, the questions and answers for the bureau's written examination have been reviewed."

Mr. Anonymous said: "The bureau has become more and more lazy over the years. There have been no new questions for a long time. Your memory has always been good. Write down these test papers and answers. If you pass the written test, there will be no Any questions.”

Locke raised his eyebrows: "Are you helping me cheat?"

Are you kidding me?

Do I need to cheat?

When I went from Texas to New York, I cheated on that exam. Didn't I always take the exam upright and get full marks?

Who are you insulting?

The most important thing is, you gave me the answer, how the hell do I earn points?

As long as it is an exam, there must be points.

The system is for annoying and cheating players.

The most important thing!

I, Locke, disdain cheating! !

Locke's face darkened, and he handed the test paper in his hand directly to the nameless person, and snorted: "I don't need this kind of backdoor help."

"The exam will be difficult."

"Yeah?"

Locke smiled and said: "If he is too relaxed, it won't matter. I have to spare six months to play this game. If I cheat, it will make the game boring."

Nameless looked at Locke.

quite a while.

Anonymous put away the backdoor test paper originally intended for Locke and shrugged: "Okay, my bad. I'm looking forward to your results, Locke."

Locke also smiled brightly: "Me too, Mr. Anonymous!"

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