CIA?

For some reason, suddenly, Nick Fury had a bold, not very mature idea.

No one can disappear out of thin air, and no one can appear out of thin air, without any trace of tracking.

but……

What if the Warrior Assassin was an agent of the CIA, or, in other words, the Warrior Assassin was an agent of the CIA?

If this is the case, it can explain many problems.

For example, why hasn't any trace of the Unparalleled Assassin been found in two years?

For example, why, even though I knew that Agent No. 83 had entered the Star Building, I could never find it.

Others may not have the ability to do this.

But CIA has this ability.

Because CIA agents learn how to hide, kill people, and how to destroy corpses without leaving any traces.

"Connect Langley!"

After thinking about this, Nick Fury said directly to Phil Colson next to him: "Langley provided it, two years ago...is not right, in the past decade, he has left Langley, defected, and even died list of agents."

Colson was stunned: "Boss, this..."

He felt that Nick Fury was completely disregarding this.

Langley...

Will you give them the information about their agents?

Stop being funny.

Because of some overseas business transactions, they had conflicts with Langley. Langley wanted to replace them and hoped that they would provide information?

Nick Fury actually came to his senses after saying this.

but.

Agent No. 83 is one of the only agents he likes to be the pillar of the ASCHEN. There is no news at the moment, so how can he not be in a hurry?

Morgan Vassi, but he watched him grow up.

Nick Fury frowned: "Contact Director Pierce and ask him to help."

SHIELD directly goes to Langley for information, but it will only lead to a tough situation.

At this time, I had to bring out my old leader. Before Alexander Pierce was the chief of SHIELD, his relationship with Langley was maintained very well. If he had the opportunity, it would be possible to get information.

Just then.

Walter O'Brien, one of the top wisdom in human history and one of the top hackers, has successfully repaired the damaged surveillance video at this moment, and pointed at the big screen: "It's done."

The snowflakes projected on the large screen quickly disappeared.

Immediately afterwards.

The surveillance screen of the stairwell began to appear. Although it could not be considered very clear, at least it was possible to vaguely identify the person holding the phone in the screen. Locke was the one who walked into the screen.

Locke's lips moved slightly in the picture.

Nick Fury's eyes lit up: "Lip expert, come here, I want to know what he said."

This is the evidence.

Nick Fury has intuition, and this is the direct evidence that can connect Locke with the Unparalleled Assassin.

soon.

The lip language expert rushed to the scene and started a concentrated deciphering work on Locke's lips in the picture.

but……

Although the surveillance has been repaired and the screen can be seen, there are still distortions.

The deciphering work of lip language experts cannot be said to be difficult, at least it can be said to be quite difficult.

“…what…no?”

"Okay... Then be careful."

"...You know where my keys are, and you know the medicine box too."

“…Okay, I… won’t go back…today.”

“…”

Half an hour later.

Nick Fury looked at the words deciphered by the lip expert, and a hint of excitement appeared on his face.

The evidence is here.

“Where is the goal now?”

"School."

An agent who is still in charge of surveillance at Locke from afar said: "There is a dance party in Midtown colleges and universities today, and the goal is to go to school an hour ago."

"very good."

Nick Fury took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Catch someone."

MMP.

This time I see where you run.

There is no doubt.

Under Nick Fury's preconceived substitution and his concern for Morgan Vassina like his father and daughter, although the name of the man Wushuang Assassin was not mentioned in the whole phone, this phone was called by Wushuang Assassin.

This is the evidence.

but……

Colson was more rational, because in his eyes, Morgan Vassi was only Agent No. 83: "Boss, New York Police Department..."

Nick Fury said in a deep voice: "The Wushuang Assassin has committed crimes in Texas and New York, and it is a cross-border crime. In the name of arresting the Wushuang Assassin, it is reasonable to ask Locke to assist us, and arrest people."

The last time they arrested Locke, the reason was the disappearance case, but the disappearance case is not a federal case, and at least it is definitely not counted when the local police station did not transfer the case.

But this time, in the name of capturing the Wushuang Assassin?

Even if the New York Police Department wants to intervene, it will not find any opportunity to intervene.

But based on the content deciphered by this lip word alone, our evidence cannot stand at all.

Colson wanted to tell Nick Fury about this, but looking at Nick Fury's face, he opened his mouth, and finally chose to shut up and nodded: "I understand."

I probably won't listen to it after saying it. Colson thought it would be better not to say it.

soon.

Three black sporty cars whistled from the ASUSD command center under the name of the FBI and quickly whistled towards the location of the Midtown University.

at the same time.

The atmosphere of college dances was also very lively.

On the dance floor.

Gwen glinted with his eyes and stared at Locke who was holding her waist with one hand, as if he had discovered a treasure: "I thought you said you could dance and joke."

Locke shrugged: "I'm a cowboy."

"so what?"

"Isn't cowboys good at dancing, isn't it common sense?"

"……Yeah?"

"certainly."

Locke smiled, what skills are needed, and just open the plug-in and spend 1,000 potential points to do it. He didn't plan to dance tango, so a dance (primary) is enough.

Let’s talk about it.

It’s not impossible to jump tango nine years ago.

With a little skill, you can jump.

But Tango cannot be danced by one person, and Gwen doesn't know how to spend that money. Why should he do high-profile things, and low-profile people need to be low-profile.

Locke said he was a warm man.

One dance is over.

The students on the dance floor began to leave one after another.

Locke and Gwen also left the dance floor and gave the dance floor to others in need.

"Locke."

"Um?"

Gwen looked at Locke with a bright smile on his face: "I'm very happy tonight."

"Me too."

Locke said so, looking at Gwen's thin lips that were approaching, his mind moved slightly, and he couldn't help but want to kiss him.

Gwen also closed his eyes slightly.

but……

The troublemaker is here.
Chapter completed!