"What are you looking at?"
"ha."
In the cafeteria, Locke looked up at Gwen who was sitting opposite him with a dinner plate and blinked.
He and Gwen had the last class in the morning, so Locke came to the cafeteria first.
Gwen glanced at Locke's cell phone and asked curiously: "What are you looking at, so absorbed?"
Locke smiled and turned the phone over.
"Are there any eagles in Brooklyn Park, New York? Can they be adopted?"
Gwen looked at the content on Locke's phone and looked at Locke: "Is this some kind of trap question? It's the same as your license plate LKNB, and is it a homophone?"
Locke raised his eyebrows and looked at Gwen: "Have you guessed it?"
Gwen said: "There are international students from Dongguo in our class."
As it happens, she is also a woman.
Gwen has always been willing to help others. Although she cannot help everyone, but female classmates, she still tries her best to help transfer students, international students or exchange students adapt to life in Midtown University.
That day, Gwen remembered Locke's license plate. She checked it for a long time, but couldn't find any reason, so she just threw it out as a topic.
Then……
It was decrypted by a female international student from Dongguo.
L (Lo) K (Gram) N (Ox) B (Break)!
The female international student was embarrassed to say that B had another meaning, so she could only use a homophone to express it. Maybe, it might be the same meaning.
Gwen shook her head and looked at Locke: "I can't tell, you are actually quite narcissistic."
Locke laughed: "I'm not narcissistic, I'm confident!"
he.
Locke.
Starting with an orphan, and in Texas, the famous Lone Star State, a place where various ogres and demons are said to be haunted, it can be said to be a natural disaster start.
In his early teens, he had already dealt with witches, demons, and ogres.
The results of it?
Locke has gotten to where he is now step by step. I can't say that he is very good, but he can be regarded as the king of cliffs.
From natural disaster to king explosion.
Locke only took sixteen years old, and this was all due to 99.9% of his hard work and perseverance, plus 0.01% of the system's help.
If this cannot be considered confidence, then what can be called confidence?
Gwen opened her mouth and looked at Locke, whose sword-shaped eyebrows were flying. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.
at this time.
"Gwen?"
"Mrs. Codd."
Gwen looked at the psychological counselor, Mrs. Codd, who came over, and asked curiously: "What's the matter, Mrs. Codd?"
Mrs. Codd is fat and a little rich, but gives people a gentle feeling: "Have you seen classmate Morgan Vasey?"
Gwen shook her head: "No, what's wrong?"
Mrs. Codd said: "She made an appointment for consultation in the morning, but she didn't come. Did she ask for leave from other teachers?"
Gwen thought for a moment and shook her head.
Mrs. Codd nodded: "Okay, I understand."
Said.
Mrs. Codd turned around and walked out of the cafeteria. If nothing else happened, she should have contacted Morgan to see if she could contact him. If she couldn't, she would have called the police.
Locke sat on the chair, thinking this in his heart, his expression calm.
It's none of your business, just hang it up high.
He is not afraid of SHIELD, but SHIELD won't mess with him, and he won't get involved in these messy things.
After Gwen sat down, thinking about Mrs. Codd's words, she looked at Locke: "Locke, you have a biology class in the morning. I remember Morgan is also in class. Have you seen Morgan?"
Locke shook his head.
Gwen frowned: "That's strange. Liz clearly said that Morgan left the house before her."
Locke shrugged.
Gwen rolled her eyes: "No, I'm going to ask after dinner."
Locke smiled. Gwen always treated every classmate so enthusiastically. No wonder Flush bullied a little man that day and immediately got cold feet after Gwen came forward.
Of course.
Maybe it had something to do with Flucy taking a look at Locke, who was wearing a tank top next to Gwen and was looking to see if his hobby could be transferred to basketball, with his eight-pack abs exposed.
However, this matter went beyond enthusiasm.
estimate……
Morgan will disappear from the world from now on, and the New York Police Department is probably going to have another missing case unsolved.
Locke ate the smoked hot dog in his hand, thinking in his mind, and looked at the door of the cafeteria.
The next second.
WTF?
Morgan Vasey, wearing a green coat and curly hair, appeared at the door of the cafeteria.
what's going on?
Could it be that the person who kidnapped Morgan Vasey was not from SHIELD?
How could a defected SHIELD agent escape unharmed after being pulled back?
……etc.
Victoria seems to be like this too.
Could it be the brotherhood doing it again?
Probably not.
Or is it just an ordinary kidnapping case?
No reason.
What kind of weird kidnapper is this?
Locke's thoughts suddenly changed. Anyway, it was unlikely that Morgan Vasey ran out after the counter-attack. The reason was very simple. When Morgan Vasey was kidnapped, he was wearing these clothes. If Morgan Vasey was killed, The person who escaped could not be that clean, and there was no blood left on his body after killing someone.
Therefore, Morgan Vasey should have escaped from control by himself or with the help of others.
Gwen looked at Locke and turned to look: "Morgan?"
"Hi, Gwen."
Gwen looked at Morgan who was coming here with a dinner plate, and asked with a frown: "Where have you been this morning? Mrs. Codd just came to you and said that you didn't go at the time you made an appointment."
Morgan glanced at Locke, who was sitting opposite, and then smiled unnaturally: "I have something to do this morning. I just met Mrs. Codd and explained it to her."
Her Veritaserum hasn't expired yet, but it's under control.
Gwen nodded, thought about it, and then said: "Next time, remember to talk to the teacher or me, otherwise, it will be recorded. If it happens too many times, you may not be able to enter the higher school."
Morgan nodded: "I will."
Locke, who was sitting opposite, seemed to have discovered something interesting.
The smell of truth serum.
In Morgan's body, Locke's sensitive six senses immediately smelled the smell of truth serum.
As a qualified killer, he is proficient in various potions and potion smells. Although it is not a required course, it is also an elective course. Locke happened to learn about various common and rare potion smells from the sommelier at the Continental Hotel. .
After all, if you are drugged, you can take precautions in advance.
Locke attaches great importance to his own life, which is why he quickly bought his talent and tenacity after accumulating 50,000 achievement points that year.
so……
Morgan, what on earth were you doing this morning?
besides.
Locke always felt that something was wrong with the way Morgan looked at him just now.
He seemed to be observing him.
Haven’t you observed enough in this month?
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