Sacramento Airport.

Before getting on the plane, Mark raised his eyebrows as he walked up the boarding stairs, as if he had thought of something.

Turning to Brian, who came to see me off, he said, "I asked the bald Don to help me find something some time ago, and he found it, and he will give it to me when he has time to come to New York after Christmas." ”

Brian nodded.

After Mark's explanation, he smiled slightly, walked into the cabin, and gestured to the pilot in the cockpit with the wide door to take off.

Three minutes later.

Mark's federal plane soared into the sky.

Airport grounds.

Matt looked at the federal plane that was gradually rising in the clouds, and finally said after holding back for a long time: "I thought there were so many dirty things in the entertainment industry, but I didn't expect it?" ”

Brian glanced at Matt and smiled, not making any comments.

The dirtiness of the entertainment industry requires people to pay for it at most.

The sordid of politics?

…… It is to die.

Brian and Matt, after asking Mark a seemingly casual question, didn't mention where they found Redra and Charlotte......

The special plane arrived at New York's JFK Airport half an hour ahead of the scheduled flight time.

Get off the plane.

Mark stared at the scorched black that was still on the ground not far away.

There.

There was once an accident that was enough to make people regret and grieve.

Mark led a family of three with hats and sunglasses to a hangar.

The private jet parked in the hangar is already in a start-up state.

"Captain Jason."

"Mr. Louis."

Mark shook hands with a middle-aged man standing next to the plane in captain's attire.

Jason is the personal pilot of the chairman of Stark Industries.

The level of service is superb.

The level of secrecy is even more useless.

After the greetings.

Mark turned to Patrick, who was holding Redra behind him as if he was in love, and said, "I'll send it to you, we'll see you next summer." ”

Patrick seemed to have a lot to say, but it eventually came together in one sentence: "Thank you." ”

Mark laughed and patted Patrick on the shoulder.

After touching Sherlock's little head, which was looking up at him, he finally hugged Rydra.

Without looking back, he waved his hand to the outside of the hangar.

Wave your sleeves.

Thousands of merits are hidden in merit and fame.

If it weren't for the lack of time, Mark might have followed.

But.

Somebody has to organize the end of the year.

The previous year Mark had gone to the FBI, or simply the Eat, Drink, and Fun Conference.

This year, because of all kinds of things, Mark can only let Cooper participate.

……

“…… Get! ”

Mark looked up and exhaled heavily, tossing the pen aside in his hand.

The blonde secretary standing in front of the desk rolled her eyes very covertly, not kneeling at all because of Mark's handsome and extraordinary appearance or status.

She is a special secretary with a family background.

Mark pushed the document in front of him in front of the blonde secretary and said, "Didn't you say that you would implement paperless office last year?" Why are there so many documents to be signed? ”

"We are the FBI."

“…… So? ”

The blonde secretary sighed and rearranged the documents signed by Mark on the table and said, "It's a holiday tomorrow, and I really need to scan and summarize these documents to the Ministry of Justice." ”

“…… Aren't you going back to Washington today for the holidays? ”

"I didn't come to be a secretary because I wanted to, but because compared to other professions, I have a lot of free time, especially when you're a secretary."

After speaking.

The blonde secretary smiled inexplicably at Mark, twisted his waist and left the office.

Left behind a confused Mark.

Good half a day.

Mark smiled abruptly and shook his head.

Not to mention.

It is rare to have a woman who is not confused by her handsome appearance and temperament.

Mark thinks that's a good thing.

This shows that he still has many deficiencies and areas for improvement.

Threesomes must have my teacher.

There is still some truth to this statement......

After finishing his work, Mark finally moved his place from the office chair to the couch.

It's still early.

After sipping a bourbon, Mark glanced at the time on the wall.

It's been another busy year.

Generally.

This year it's okay.

Although there are some twists and turns in the career, in the end there are only some small twists and turns.

Emotionally, it moves forward in an orderly and steady manner.

Kate is a career-minded woman.

Mark felt that there was a reason why Kate didn't agree to complete the wedding with him.

Blaming him for the problem is just an excuse.

After all, isn't it still unwilling to get married, will Mark let her resign and leave NCIS?

That's right.

After taking a glass of bourbon, Mark felt that his ability to think at the moment had broken through the sky.

After the end of this year's affairs, we must look forward to next year's two thousand and three years.

But......

Mark had this habit two thousand years ago.

But now?

It's gone.

It's been such a fulfilling year, and you're looking forward to next year?

.

How much nonsense has been thrown into this world this year, and even Mark doesn't know what magical development will happen next year.

Even if someone tells him next year that Earth is actually the embodiment of the Emperor of the Universe, Mark won't be surprised.

It's not to blame for its self-defeat.

Mark felt that he was ready to bear it.

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Hi dear."

"Did you miss me?"

"Of course."

"Really?"

"I never lie."

Mark didn't blush, and his heart didn't beat and he picked up his fiancée at the airport on time.

Just out of the airport.

The first snow of the year has already fallen.

"Wow, it's snowing as soon as you get back." Mark looked at the snowflakes falling outside the car window and smiled at Kate in the passenger seat.

Kate directly gave Mark a cute roll of his eyes and said, "Washington also has a weather forecast, otherwise why would I buy a three-o'clock flight?" ”

Mark shrugged.

What should I do if my fiancée doesn't understand romance and only understands steel guns?

It's in a hurry.

However, after the rain and snow in the country, the poor traffic situation has been complained about more than once.

New York counts good.

New York has the money to afford a city cleaner.

When I get home.

Mark stood thoughtfully outside the garage.

What about snow?

What about the big snow?

He also hopes to build a snowman tomorrow after a heavy snowfall.

Kate behind her looked at Mark like a child with dementia.

Push the door and go home.

Lylith, who was watching TV with Gwen, got up happily and hugged Kate when she saw Kate return.

Wait until you let it go.

Lylith said directly to Mark, "I'll go to the playground with Gwen tonight. ”

Mark dropped the key into the key bowl, took off his coat and asked, "Or is it your little team?" ”

"And a few of my classmates who were in physics class with us."

"Who?"

"You don't know each other."

"Maybe."

"Wendy."

"Wendy Chow?"

"Wendy is a graduating student this year, and she said she would go to the playground to celebrate together, who are you talking about Wendy Chow?"

"How do I know!"

“……”

The corners of Lalith's mouth twitched slightly, and then she said to Kate, who was watching the play next to her, with a serious face: "Seriously, Kate, you need to take Mark to see a psychiatrist." ”

"I will." Kate laughed.

“……”