A Certain Marvel Super Player

Sixty-nine, I am a cowboy

Two lives are human beings.

However, this was Locke's first time entering the game.

Locke did not go through the police in a place like Texas, where the people are tough and tough. The reason is very simple. First, he has not committed any crime, let alone a suspect.

But more importantly, Locke didn't want to enter.

But right now?

"Give."

"Thanks."

Locke raised his head, said thank you to a pretty-looking policewoman, and took the coffee from the policewoman's hand.

I have to say that the coffee at the police station tastes equally bad.

Locke looked down at the coffee cup in his hand, thinking this in his mind, and then looked at George, who was wearing a police inspector uniform and came in from the outside, as well as Nick Fury and Phil Coulson behind him.

"Locke."

George introduced Locke: "These two are FBI agents. Their names are not important. What is important is that because this involves a missing agent, they will also follow up on this case, but This is still based on our New York Police Department. Do you need me to arrange a lawyer for you?"

Good guy.

Is George so domineering?

Why didn't you see it before?

Locke glanced at the faces of Nick Fury and Phil Coulson from the corner of his eye, and shook his head: "If I need a lawyer, I will tell him."

George did not insist. He turned his head and glanced at Yibai and Yihei behind him, pulled out a chair and sat down, then looked at Nick Fury: "Please, special senior agent from the FBI."

Nick Fury also pulled out his chair, sat down, and stared at Locke, who was sitting next to George.

blond.

Handsome.

Harmless to humans and animals.

Nick Fury was thinking this, he took out a photo from his arms, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of Locke: "Locke..."

Locke looked up at Nick Fury: "My name is Locke Broughton, not Locke."

With whom?

I called you by name when I came up. Do you know me well?

I take back what I just said, humans and animals are harmless, there is definitely something wrong with this kid.

Nick Fury smiled and nodded: "Mr. Broughton, do you know the person in the photo?"

Locke looked down and looked at Nick Fury: "I know Megan Vasey, our classmate, what's wrong?"

"She's not a student."

"Um?"

"Agent Megan Vasey is our junior agent at the FBI."

Nick Fury looked into Locke's eyes and said immediately: "She disappeared yesterday in Apartment 2801 on the 28th floor of the Star Building, and two people were found on the wall of a room on the second floor. Traces of bullets fired.”

Locke blinked, looking like he didn't understand what you were talking about.

Nick Fury leaned back on his chair: "2801, it must be Mr. Broughton's apartment."

Locke nodded: "It's mine, but I wasn't here yesterday."

George could prove this to him perfectly. Even when he wanted to go home last night, George kept him at home overnight in the name of tired driving.

If this is not an alibi, then Locke doesn't know what kind of alibi can be called an alibi.

George coughed next to him and said: "Locke, human blood was detected on the floor of your guest room on the second floor. Although it was wiped dry, it was..."

"Luminol reaction!"

Locke answered quickly and nodded: "I know, Mr. Stacey, my chemistry scores are pretty good."

Nick Fury, sitting opposite, said directly: "Can you explain?"

Locke looked at Nick Fury and frowned: "What?"

"Explain the blood in your room."

"I don't understand."

"Um?"

Locke spread his hands and said, "You mean, yesterday, your agents entered my room and left blood in my room. After that, you asked me to explain why, right?"

Nick Fury nodded: "Yes."

Locke smiled: "Sorry, I didn't go home yesterday. If you ask me to explain, how can I explain?"

He was not at home yesterday and didn't know anything.

Nick Fury smiled slightly and looked at Locke curiously: "Mr. Broughton, it seems that Megan Vasey's identity is not surprising at all. I am very curious. Mr. Broughton, who knew Megan Vasey before What is Vasi’s identity?”

After all, he is still a young man.

Nick Fury thought so.

but……

Locke shook his head: "It's a bit strange, but the identity of an agent is still expected."

George next to him also looked at Locke with some curiosity.

Locke's expression was indifferent, looking at the catchy look on Nick Fury's face, he shrugged: "I'm from Texas, the Lone Star State!"

Nick Fury sat up straight again.

Locke said: "The Lone Star State is a place with very tough folk customs. The cowboys there like firearms, and I do too, but because of my age, I can only watch when I shook hands with Megan Vasey. , I felt like I was shaking hands with a cowboy with accurate marksmanship, and the living environment I was in told me that this was the result of years of using firearms. So, there were only three in front of me, either, Megan Either a cowboy, an agent from some law enforcement agency, or a so-called killer."

The smile on Nick Fury's face gradually disappeared.

This reason...

You can't say it's nonsense, because there is indeed some truth to it.

If you often shake hands with people who use guns, you will naturally become familiar with whether the hands are used with guns.

Locke's words continued.

"Megan is definitely not a cowboy, because I am a cowboy. I know basically all the cowboys in my grade across the country. There is a cowgirl, but she is definitely not Megan."

"She's definitely not a killer either."

Locke smiled self-deprecatingly: "At least, she is different from the killer I met."

Nick Fury interjected: "Peerless Assassin?"

Locke glanced at Nick Fury and nodded: "Yes, my feeling tells me that Megan is not a killer. At least, the killer will not be so high-profile. Then the second possibility is left. I also asked Stacey Sir."

Said.

Locke looked at George, who was also listening to his speech, and said, "When I went to target practice for the second time, I also asked you whether the New York Police Department would send undercover agents to the school for certain tasks."

He did ask.

But at that time, he had not really confirmed the identity of Megan Vasey. Besides, it was better to be prepared by asking.

George nodded, proving this statement.

Locke then turned his head, looked at Nick Fury again, and spread his hands: "The New York Police Department will definitely not send undercover people to the school, but I heard that the FBI or the CIA like to send undercover agents to the school, so Megan's identity I expected it, is it weird?”

Finished.

Locke faced Nick Fury opposite and showed an extremely bright smile.

But in Nick Fury's opinion...

It's a mockery!

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