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

"George, over there..."

"Um."

George, who was driving, nodded as he listened to Beckett's voice on the other end of the phone, and said with emotion: "It must have been to Galveston."

Galveston is located in Texas, an ordinary Texas city.

If you say anything the most famous one.

There is no doubt.

Rock Broughton had been living in Galveston until he was sixteen.

In the police station, Beckett, who summarized information from Atlanta, could not hear George's heart for a while, but then continued: "According to the information from the local police station in Galveston, during Galveston, Kabuda Icaris used his identity to open a toy store. However, this toy store went bankrupt in 2004, and at that time, that is..."

George once again answered: "During Locke's time to come to New York."

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

at the same time……

The unparalleled assassin also followed like a shadow.

Beckett opened his mouth, looked at the information in his hand, shook his head, and continued to report his work, "When the Galveston Police Department sent personnel to the bankrupt toy store to search, he found a list of customers from it, which was indeed Locke's name."

George had no expression on his face: "He opened such a toy store and could not have contacted Locke."

“But why?”

"Um?"

"What's special about Rock? Except for his mother?"

"have no idea."

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

Although it seems that the unparalleled assassin Kabuda Icaris seems to have a close relationship with this Locke, and even seems to be protecting Locke in secret.

but……

A person commits a crime, either for money, greed, or revenge or passionate murder.

There is also a reason why one person protects another person.

But this reason seems to be still in the fog.

besides……

Beckett searched for the information in his hand and operated it on the computer, and then said: "After Kabuda Icaris came to New York with Rock, I could find a list of tickets for the New York airport, but the registration address seemed... artificially modified, and..."

Paused.

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

One sentence.

There is an insider.

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 the Unparalleled Assassin."

George raised his eyebrows in the car, and then directly changed the topic: "Is there any other place? Can I find this overlap with Rock during the event in New York?"

Nothing else.

This inner demon is him.

The person who deleted the residence address registered by Kabuda Icaris in New York was George.

As for the reason?

Very simple.

George stopped the car and stared at a dark house with a dark black eyes five hundred meters away.

Two hours ago, accompanied by a commotion from the Case Trust Bank on Wall Street, many hostages ran out of the bank gate.

After George brought the special service team into the bank and came to the vault, there was no doubt that the Wushuang Assassin and his accomplices who were supposed to be in the vault had disappeared without a trace.

The person outside the cordon outside, after seeing George out empty-handed, was undoubtedly thrilling cheers.

seem……

They are the villains, and the unparalleled assassin is the righteous.

Facing such a scene, George had 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 stunned when he heard this. After all, this did not conform to George's personality and asked: "Do you want to issue a notice?"

George shook his head and said, "No, I just asked you, have you found out that the trajectory of Kabuda Icaris's activity in New York overlaps with Locke."

Becket came back to his senses. Although he was a little suspicious, why George was not curious about who was helping the Wushuang Assassin deal with the tail, he shook his head and said, "From the current clues, there is no."

George frowned: "Not at all?"

Baker's feature head: "Yes, Kabuda Icaris's explicit range of activities and credit card bills are displayed in Brooklyn, while Rock's credit card bills in recent years are concentrated in the Manhattan area."

"good!"

George said thank you and hung up the phone.

Beckett in the police station frowned as he listened to the blind voice on the phone. For some reason, she just seemed to hear a sigh of relief after George's last call.

Is it an illusion?

"Click!"

In the car, George pulled open the co-pilot's box, took out his pistol, and after opening it, he looked at the number of bullets in the warehouse, and then directly loaded it.

Next second.

George put the pistol around his waist, then pushed open his car door and walked down.

One hour later.

A white Audi with an unremarkable license plate came from the corner and drove at a uniform speed to the door of the house that George had just noticed was diagonally opposite to the five hundred meters.

Gu Huan

The garage is open.

The white Audi slowly stopped in.

After a while.

After Audi turned off the engine, a man Kabuda Icaris, who looked ordinary, looked only thirty-five years old and was completely different from Locke, walked out of the car.

Enter the house.

Kabuda Icarus did not turn on the lights at all, but walked directly to the bar in the hall, turned on the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of whiskey from it skillfully and skillfully, and then took a cup for himself.

soon.

Just as Kabuda Icarus poured himself whiskey and then, when he was about to turn around, he jingled and the back of his head seemed to be pushed by something.

"Don't move!"

“…”

George, who appeared behind Kabuda Icaris, at this moment, pressed Kabuda Icaris on the back of his head with the Bereta 92F pistol in his hand: "Rise your hand."

Kabuda Icaris was slightly stunned, then placed the wine glass in his hand on the bar beside him and raised his hands.

Bang!

A Glock Eighteen was pulled out of Kabuda Icarus's waist by George, and threw it aside. Then, a silver dagger on his waist was found. Then, a hidden M1 pocket pistol was also found by George.

even……

George frowned as he watched as he found a clown doll from inside Kabuda Icaris's pocket.

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

He runs a toy shop and has a clown doll in his pocket, which is very logical.

but……

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

Kabuda Icaris obeyed the rules.

but……

Kabuda Icaris pointed to the whiskey on the bar: "Can I bring him?"

George: "…"

quite a while.

Sitting on the sofa, looking at Kabuda Icaris, who was holding a Bereta 92F pistol at him, staring at George, who had a gun in one hand and a whiskey in the other, couldn't help laughing, and then, in his words, he was full of curiosity: "How did you find me?"

George drank the whiskey in the cup and sneered, "Your friend doesn't look like you are."
To be continued...