"What are you looking at?"

"ha."

In the cafeteria, Locke looked up at Gwen, who was sitting opposite him with a meal, blinking.

He was different from Gwen's last class in the morning, so Locke came to the cafeteria first.

Gwen gestured to Locke's phone with his eyes and said curiously: "What are you looking at? You're so fascinated?"

Locke smiled and reversed his phone.

“Is there an eagle in Brooklyn Park, New York? Can it be adopted?”

Gwen looked at the content on Rocket's phone and looked at Rocket: "Is this a trap problem? Just like your license plate LKNB, is it a homonym?"

Locke raised his eyebrows and looked at Gwen: "Did you guess it?"

Gwen said: "In our class, there are international students from the East."

Just so happens, she is also a woman.

Gwen has always been helpful. Although she cannot help everyone, she still helps transfer students, international students or exchange students as much as possible to adapt to the life of Midtown universities.

That day Gwen remembered Locke's license plate. She checked it for a long time, but she didn't find any one, so she simply threw it out as a topic.

Then……

It was declassified by a female international student from the East.

L(L)K(G)N(NO)B(By)!

The female international student is embarrassed to say another meaning of B, which can only be expressed in homophones. Perhaps, it may be such a meaning.

Gwen shook his head and looked at Locke: "I can't tell, you are actually quite narcissistic."

Locke laughed: "I'm not narcissism, I'm confident!"

he.

Locke.

The beginning is an orphan, and it is also in Texas, the famous Lone Star State. The legendary place where ogres and demons appear, can be said to be the beginning of a natural disaster.

He was only in his teens and had dealt with witches, demons, and ogres.

What's the result?

Locke has been working hard step by step to this day, and it cannot be said that it is too good, but the cliff is considered the king.

From natural disasters to king bombs.

Locke only took sixteen years old, which was all thanks to his 99.9% effort and perseverance, plus a 0.01% system support.

If this cannot be considered self-confidence, then what can be called self-confidence?

Gwen opened his mouth and looked at Locke with his sword-browed eyebrows. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

Just then.

"Gwen?"

"Mrs. Cod."

Gwen looked at the psychological counselor who was walking over, Mrs. Cod, curiously: "Is there anything wrong, Mrs. Cod."

Mrs. Cod is fat and a little rich, but gives people a gentle feeling: "Did you see Morgan Vassi?"

Gwen shook his head: "No, what's wrong?"

Mrs. Cod said: "She made an appointment for consultation in the morning, but she didn't come here. Did she ask for leave from other teachers?"

Gwen thought for a while and shook his head.

Mrs. Cod nodded: "Okay, I get it."

Said.

Mrs. Cod turned around and walked out of the cafeteria. If nothing unexpected happens, she should have contacted her to see if she can contact Morgan. If she can't contact her, she will call the police.

Locke sat on the chair, thinking in his heart, his expression calmly.

It doesn't matter to you, just hold on high.

He is not afraid of S.H.E.L.D., but if S.H.E.L.D. does not provoke him, he will not get involved in these messy things.

After Gwen sat down, thinking about Mrs. Cod's words, he looked at Locke: "Locke, you were biology class in the morning, and I remember Morgan too. Have you seen Morgan?"

Locke shook his head.

Gwen frowned: "That's strange. Leeds clearly said that Morgan had already stepped out."

Lock shrugged.

Gwen's eyes rolled: "No, after dinner, I'm going to ask."

Locke smiled. Gwen always treated every classmate so enthusiastically. No wonder Vlassi bullied a small man that day, and immediately became timid after Gwen came forward.

Of course.

Maybe it has something to do with Frasey looking at Gwen’s vest next to him, seeing if his hobbies can be transferred to basketball, and exposing his eight-pack abs.

However, this matter is beyond the scope of enthusiasm.

estimate……

Morgan will evaporate from now on, and the New York Police Department is afraid that another missing case will occur.

Locke ate the smoked hot dog in his hand, thought in his heart, and looked at the entrance of the cafeteria.

Next second.

WTF?

Morgan Vassi, wearing a green jacket and curly hair, appeared at the entrance of the cafeteria.

What's going on?

Could it be that the one who kidnapped Morgan Vassi was not from S.H.I.E.L.D.

Can an agent who defected to ASUS, run out safely after being pulled back?

……etc.

It seems that Victoria is the same.

Could it be that the brothers did it again?

Probably not.

Or is it just an ordinary kidnapping case?

There is no reason.

What kind of weird kidnapper is this?

Locke's thoughts turned sharply. It was unlikely that it was after Morgan Vassi's counterattack. The reason was very simple. When Morgan Vassi was kidnapped, she wore this piece of clothing. If Morgan Vassi had killed someone and escaped, it would not be so clean, and she did not have the blood and energy left after the murder.

So Morgan Vassi should have been out of control by himself or with the help of others.

Gwen looked at Locke's gaze and turned his head to look: "Morgan?"

"Hi, Gwen."

Gwen looked at Morgan who was coming here with a plate, and asked with a frown: "Where did you go in the morning? Mrs. Cod just asked you and said you didn't go to the time you made an appointment."

Morgan glanced at Locke sitting opposite him, and then smiled unnaturally: "There was something happening in the morning. I just met Mrs. Cod and explained it to her."

Her vomiting agent has not expired yet, but it can be controlled.

Gwen nodded, thought for a while, and said, "I remember to tell the teacher or me next time, otherwise it will be recorded. If you have too many times, you may not be able to go to school."

Morgan nodded, "I will."

Locke, who was sitting opposite, seemed to have discovered something interesting.

The smell of the real medicine.

On Morgan's body, Locke's six sensitive senses suddenly smelled the smell of the real vomiting agent.

As a qualified killer, he is proficient in the breath of various potions and potions. Although it is not a compulsory course, it is also an elective course. Locke happened to have learned about various common and rare potions smells from the wine taster in a mainland hotel.

After all, if you are drugged, you can be prepared in advance.

Locke attaches great importance to his life, which is why he quickly bought his talent and tenacity after accumulating 50,000 achievements back then.

so……

What did Morgan do this morning?

besides.

Lock always felt that something was wrong with Morgan looking at him just now.

It seems to be observing his appearance.

Haven’t you observed enough in this month?
Chapter completed!