The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

a week later.

Lake, who claimed to be on sick leave due to a work-related injury, ended his leave.

early morning.

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

I was really freaking out.

Lake drank coffee and thought in his heart, there is a very free job and it is not good to do it well, so I have to find a part-time job, and it is a part-time job that requires getting up in the morning.

Isn't it sweet to make money by killing people, or am I basically a salaryman?

Lake shook his head.

His girlfriend, Maureen, came down from the spiral staircase. He just heard Lake's words and rolled his eyes: "Where did you find the doctor's medical certificate?"

Lake smiled: "This is a secret."

He paid for the medical certificate.

Three hundred dollars, the real value, the medical certificate issued by the authoritative surgeon of the New Amsterdam Hospital, the designated hospital of the New York Police Department, was immediately approved by the police station for a week of work injury rehabilitation leave.

Remember the little nurse who helped blow up Lake after the apartment bombed.

Um.

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

The little nurse spoke with a strong tone of underground trading.

"Dear, why don't you buy a leave application? It's the real one. One hundred penalty for leave. You can also write down the number of days to recover according to your request. Do you need one, dear?"

"..."

Lake did the math at the time, buying a week-long leave of absence letter of about $300, and his daily salary was about $150 a day.

Good deal.

He could just lie at home and earn almost four days' wages.

So Lake bought one at the time, and left the little nurse's phone number by the way, in case she needed to arrive in the future, according to what the little nurse said, as long as it was a hospital-wide business, she could do it, including customizing CT photos, and You can also take a health check when you retire, which can increase your pension by nearly $1,000 a month in injury and illness allowances.

Lake was immediately shocked.

out the door.

When Lake drove from the underground garage to the ground, his girlfriend, who was waiting at the gate of the building, tightened her neck and got into the co-pilot.

It's already starting to get colder in November.

but……

It has been two months since September, and the citizens of New York City have gradually come out of the September incident. The clean-up work of the WTO is still going on, but compared to the previous two months, the mood is like The haze gradually dissipated.

Of course.

November was followed by the ouster of the former mayor of New York.

His ouster is doomed.

During his tenure in office, the WTO incident is doomed that he will not be re-elected, and there is also the textile factory incident last month. Good guy, you, a mayor, has something to do with the killer organization and must step down without negotiation.

Although the former mayor said in front of reporters and media that he was also deceived, it was of no use. The public only became mayor when they saw that he took money from the killer organization.

so……

About four days ago, the mayor made up his mind. The new mayor is an acquaintance.

wrong.

He is an acquaintance of Kassel, the neighbor downstairs, and the mayor is a fan of Kassel's books. Therefore, during dinner yesterday, Kassel said proudly if he wanted to introduce him to Lake.

Lake sprayed Cassel directly.

Does he need backstage?

Laozi 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 bureau."

"what?"

"I am busy."

"All right."

Lake waited until his girlfriend got out of the car, restarted the car, and drove towards the thirty-third bureau.

Wesley was still in the precinct.

Lake has always been faithful to his promises, and he promised to give Wesley an ordinary life, then Lake will guarantee this most basic condition.

Of course.

If Wesley himself was stupid it was 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, and nothing else.

After half an hour.

Lake parked his car at the 33rd Precinct, walked straight, said hello to a detective he had made friends with here, and then saw Wesley in the detention room who had been here for a week and looked a little bad. .

Wesley has been having a bad day.

I thought his life would be very different from now on, but he didn't expect that he would become a criminal suspect before he became a killer, and he had been locked here for many days.

It's not that Wesley didn't think about finding a lawyer. He has money, and he has a $100,000 mutual aid club on his bank card.

but……

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

Wesley hesitated.

Then……

Just wait until now.

"Cough cough."

"……It's you?"

Lake stood outside the detention room and watched Wesley who raised his head to face him. After noticing the look in Wesley's eyes, he smiled and said, "You seem to hate me."

Wesley didn't speak, but the body language made it clear.

Lake hehe laughed.

This is really stupid.

Not to mention that the Mutual Aid Society was thinking about training Wesley to let him kill his father Carlos, let’s just say that, do you really think that the killer’s business is very cool.

Does this guy think that reality is playing games? To be a killer, a guy with an average brain IQ wouldn't even think about being a killer.

Of course.

Except for Lake.

"you can go now."

"..."

Lake looked at Wesley, who was pretending to be stunned, and said lightly: "I promised your father that I would not let you enter a career that will die tomorrow, so I can do it for myself after I go out. Help you this time, next time, ask yourself for more happiness."

talking.

Lake looked at his friend, the inspector of the thirty-third bureau, and shook his head: "What are young people thinking now, don't think about being a killer if you have a good job?"

The friend looked at Lake speechlessly: "You're not too old."

Lake shrugged: "It's thirty."

My heart is bleeding, seeing that I'm about to lose my hair, I still haven't pulled out the SSR-level immortal body, only an immortal body is of any use.

Immortality and immortality add up to the real golden legend.

Wesley, who was inside, listened to the singing of the two people outside, and said somewhat uncertainly: "I can really go out, then... what about the case?"

Lake and his friend looked at each other.

next second.

Laugh out loud.

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