Each place has its own characteristics.

The small number of people is also a characteristic of the West.

Think about it.

If you go to a small town in the eastern country, it is estimated that no one will notice you if you wander back and forth on the streets for three days.

It's still the simplicity of the Eastern people.

Mark sighed and smiled at Hurley Sherman, who was an old lady with two guns, and said, "Correct, we're husband and wife, the real one." ”

Hurley Sherman didn't answer but looked at Mark and said, "Tell me, which organization are you from, I don't have anything you want here." ”

"What's the matter with them, there's a cleaning team out there anyway, just kick them out and let them eat dog." Beck Angodos, with his shotgun, said directly to his wife, Hurley Sherman, with a full breath.

Hurley Sherman seemed to be moved.

Mark couldn't help but shake his head, attracting Hurley Sherman's attention.

Hurley Sherman flicked the safety of her pistol, making sure that the yellow-orange-orange bullets could be discharged at any time, and then looked at Mark vigilantly.

Mark looked up and said sincerely, "Believe me, Ms. Carter, I didn't have any ill will this time. ”

Hurley Sherman was slightly stunned and then laughed: "It seems that you have investigated very clearly, how long did it take for our address in the investigation office?" ”

Mark shrugged his shoulders and said, "Not long after, when the plane first arrived in London, your information had already arrived in my hands. ”

Hurley Sherman...... No, it was Hurley Carter who was visibly stunned.

Mark smiled and said, "Ms. Carter, this is not the past, the era of information basically relying on roaring has passed, and in today's era, it is almost impossible for a person to really disappear." ”

Yes.

In these years, there is only one who is not looking for it seriously, and there is no one who cannot be found.

Don't you see that a mining company's satellite can detect underground buildings in the sky?

Where to hide?

Unless immigrants change clubs.

Of course, that's the next step, so that's why Mark has been playing happily within the rules for so many years.

None of them.

Mark hadn't played enough, and he didn't want to become a big demon king, and finally he was attacked by a group, and then forced to immigrate to Shandar.

With that, Mark's right hand stretched out into his arms.

Click!

Mark pointed at the handsome old man who was holding him with a shotgun, Ango Daus, and said lightly: "Relax, I just took out my documents to show you." ”

"My shotgun doesn't have eyes, young people."

"Huh."

Mark smiled, flipped his ID out, and held it aloft.

After the handsome old man Ango Daus took it, like everyone else, he was first amazed by the extravagance of this document, and then noticed the contents of the document.

Angodos looked up at his wife.

Half ringing.

Hurley put away the pistol in her hand, looked at the contents of the document again, looked up at Mark and said, "What are the FBI guys doing looking for a dead man?" ”

Mark laughed, "It's not good for Ms. Carter to curse herself like that. ”

Hurley smiled and said very happily: "It's almost there, and I don't know if I'll go to the City of Angels or Hell by then." ”

"Hell, believe me, heaven doesn't exist."

“……”

Hurley's smile was completely lost by Mark's words, and she turned around and walked towards the kitchen with an expressionless face.

Nowadays, young people are really getting more and more unable to chat.

Hurley thought helplessly as she took out the coffee pot that was being kept warm and poured two cups of coffee.

Soon.

The tense atmosphere just now has temporarily dissipated more than half.

Again, that's the same sentence.

The FBI may be very murderous in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of peers, although the FBI is not bad, the FBI rarely does such things as assassination.

Or rather, the FBI doesn't bother to do such things.

Assassination is a traditional CIA craft.

"Here, coffee."

"Thank you."

Mark and Kate took the coffee cup that Hurley brought over, and Kate took a sip and hummed in praise, "It tastes good." ”

Hurley sat down and said, "It's the only thing I didn't regret after moving here." ”

Kate smiled.

Hurley, who sat down on the sofa, looked at Mark and asked curiously: "Director Louis from New York, you haven't answered my question yet, can't the six toothpick birds outside be specially arranged by Mr. Louis?" ”

Mark shook his head and said, "Believe me, Ms. Carter, as long as I arrange these six outside, I will never wait for you in the church, in fact, who sent them, shouldn't Ms. Carter know better than me?" ”

"S.H.I.E.L.D." Hurley smiled and said, "If Director Louis says that, I'm sure that the target of these six toothpick birds should be Director Louis, not our old and outdated couple." ”

Mark laughed: "If Ms. Carter, who once single-handedly formed the A.R.I. Division in London, is outdated, I guess the existing senators in London will not let me go." ”

Hurley smiled again.

Half ringing.

Mark coughed and glanced at Kate, who gave him a look, but he couldn't help but smile in his heart, then touched his nose and said to Hurley Carter: "That's the case, I'm here this time mainly for personal matters." ”

"Oh?" Hurley wondered, "What private matter could make Director Louis come here from New York?" ”

With that, Hurley got up and took the empty coffee cup in front of Kate and prepared to refill it.

Mark said, "Alan Carter. ”

Hurley, who had already gotten up, stiffened slightly.

Subsequently.

Hurley handed the empty cup to her husband Angodaus, who had gotten up, then sat down again, looked at Mark with some confusion and said, "Director Louis, I don't quite understand. ”

Mark looked up and sighed faintly, "Let's put it this way, I have a twenty-four-year-old daughter who has finally passed the rebellious period. ”

Mark didn't go on at this point.

Hurley Carter got it, too.

All right.

What private matter could it be that a high-powered federal director could have come from New York?

Hurley smiled back and said, "Director Louis is worried about what's wrong with seeing Allen's child's file?" ”

Mark nodded.

Can you not worry.

Seeing that this cabbage is about to be taken away, even if Mark doesn't drive it away, he will definitely investigate the stupid bird who wants to take his cabbage from head to toe and from the inside out.

Hurley smiled, "Then does Director Louis have any questions now?" ”

Mark shook his head and looked at Hurley and said, "No." ”

Hurley's face was overjoyed.

But the next second.

Mark looked at Hurley with a smile and said, "But now I have another problem." ”

"Oh?"

"Who are Alan Carter's parents?"

“……”