This is……

The couple had a quarrel?

Lake raised his eyebrows and thought in his heart as he looked at Joe and the British gentleman Henry Morgan who had moved to the door and walked down the stairs.

Could it be that this guy was caught stealing food on his back?

Lake's heart slammed and his eyes narrowed slightly. If this is the case, then this Henry Morgan could die.

etc.

Something is wrong.

Lake suddenly thought that with Joe's personality, if it was because Henry Morgan had stolen food and caught a bag, he would definitely not have done this. The biggest possibility was that Joe shot directly at Henry Morgan and that little bitch on the spot.

so.

Why is this, the daily quarrel between couples?

Lake didn't know why, but suddenly felt a little envious. Looking at Joe, he looked at him, there were many women, but it seemed that there were not many times that really quarrels. Even, I always felt that they were no longer as simple as knowing each other.

I have to say.

Lake looked at Joe and Henry Morgan's quarrel now, and to be honest, Lake was still a little envious.

However, since it is very likely that Henry Morgan was not cheating, Lake is too lazy to pay attention to anything else and directly returns to the present.

The Red Queen over there has already sorted out her timeline.

Honghou said through Lake's headset: "I did find something wrong with him."

The owner of the house was an old lady from New York City. Last month, the old lady passed away, and the ownership of the house was handed over to the Town Hall again.

And then.

About a year ago, the old lady came to her house to collect rent directly, and then after receiving the rent, she took a car back to Manhattan Island.

But after 2001, the old lady seemed to have never been in the house. In her account, every month, a equivalent amount of money was deposited. After checking, the old lady confirmed that the rest of the property under the old lady's name was located in several offices on Manhattan Island, where she used company accounts to fight, and only the same monthly remittance was equivalent. Basically, it can be confirmed that the rent of the antique house in front of her was undoubtedly.

Lake said: "Name."

The Red Queen said: "Abraham Morgan, a Jewish, immigrant, was adopted by an American couple and brought back to New York. This year, sixty-five years ago, an antique shop called time was opened in the twenty-three blocks."

Lake nodded.

Just then.

Joe on the other side had already walked in from outside, with a look of apologetic expression on his face and said to Lake: "Sorry, it seems like you're making a joke."

Lake smiled, "If you get into trouble, you'll tell me, Joe?"

Joe blinked, and like a good friend, hammered Lake's shoulder: "Of course, what are you kidding, Deputy Minister of Homeland Security, such a big shot, but the ceiling I touched."

Lake laughed.

Just be able to say it.

Although Lake once wondered if there were too many friends and could use the last-place elimination system to streamline it, just as many of Lake's thoughts were temporary, although this idea often came into being, many of them would not take action.

Just as Lake often thinks that this year, he will resume his habit of running and fitness every day, but every time, he will lift his clothes and comfort himself with his bright eight-pack abs. His abs are still there, so he can postpone it.

Lake nodded: "Okay, there is time to gather."

Joe nodded, hugged Lake for a moment, and then suddenly remembered the purpose of her arrival. By the time Joe turned around, Lake's silver Porsche Cayenne had already driven away at the door.

This guy...

Qiao looked around the uninhabited antique shop, and didn't quite understand why Lake ran to this antique shop that had been basically vacant for about six years, shook his head and walked out.

Then……

A trace of surprise flashed across Joe's face, and then he quickly hid, regaining his inhuman appearance, walked down, looking at Henry Morgan, who was still on the roadside, said: "Henry..."

Henry Morgan turned to Joe and said, "Joe, I can..."

Yesterday afternoon, something thrilling happened at a subway station in New York. After that, Joe received something even more thrilling.

Henry Morgan is an immortal.

And he is also an antique man who has lived for more than two hundred years. Although Joe had doubts before, he was still a little dazed after confirming the message after Henry showed up last night.

But this is not the point.

The point is that Henry Morgan showed up last night, while his beloved wife was on the way.

This is why Qiao said after listening to it, she needed to calm down and then return to her apartment.

Although Henry Morgan felt that he said this to show his long-lasting affection and that women also liked the long-lasting affection of a man, don’t forget that the noun of a woman is right and wrong, and it is also a well-known double-standard right and wrong.

Qiao is also unforgettable for her first husband, but this does not mean that Qiao can accept that her boyfriend is unforgettable for his ex-wife. At least, don't leave her with the three words in front of her.

This is the key point.

Obviously.

Like Andy, Henry Morgan, although he lived long enough, his emotional intelligence and IQ were not enough to support people's expectations for a person who had lived for hundreds of years.

Just as Qiao was about to speak, the phone rang, it was her agent.

Hang up the phone.

Joe looked up at Henry: "Someone went to the New Amsterdam Hospital to take Adam away?"

Henry was a little surprised: "What?"

This Adam, during this period, is another cold-blooded animal that runs through the storyline of Joe and Henry, who has immortal abilities and creates a targeted case behind it.

Yesterday afternoon, in the subway station, Henry and this Adam were finally completely subdued. Of course, the price was that Henry once again made a daily interesting news page of the New York Times by swimming naked in the Hudson River in February.

Not to mention that Joe and Henry came back to their senses, they got into the car and rushed towards the New Amsterdam Hospital.

Let's talk about Lake.

Lake stopped at the intersection of the thirty-two blocks, walked a few steps, and pushed open the entire antique store opened at the intersection, the best location, with the signboard of time.

"Welcome!"

He looked a little old, but he was still in good spirits. Abraham Morgan, who was cleaning an antique clock at the bar, listened to the wind chime at the door, looked up at the black suit walking in, and Lake, who was extremely elegant, greeted: "Wait for me, I will fix this old guy in my hand."

Lake smiled and said, "Thank you, can I just take a look?"

Abraham smiled and said, "Of course, don't move some things, after all, they are some things that have become old."

Lake responded, looking at the layout and furnishings of the antique store. Just a glance was the sense of history that was overwhelming.

Carpet laying inside one side of the bar?

Persian?

Lake raised his eyebrows. No wonder, it was no problem to use Persian carpets to lay the floor directly, which cost nearly $10,000 a month.

If the property rights of the house that was not the old lady this time were originally New York City, I guess the old lady is still alive, and I am afraid that the antique shop will continue to be renewed here.

But why?

Lake looked around, but among the antiques, he did not find any magical things.

Is it still sold?

Abraham Morgan on the other side also took off his reading glasses, wiped his hands with a towel, got up, walked over and shook hands with Lake, with a very honest expression: "Who did you come to find the family?"

Lake said curiously: "How can I see it?"

Abraham said, "Average guests won't fall in love with the Persian carpet at first sight."

Lake laughed: "I'm just interested in some historical things, and, in fact, I didn't come here to buy anything this time."

Said.

Lake pulled out his ID: "Homeland Security, Lake Edwin."

Abraham was surprised to see the new documents issued by Lake in December: "Deputy Minister?"

Lake smiled and said, "It's just a lucky person."

If he was not Karen's son, and by his strength alone, he would be the head of the operation of the Homeland Security Branch at most, and it would be unlikely that he would be able to upgrade so quickly.

After all, even if you are a temporary worker at the Washington level, you still need a certain background, whether it is acquired or innate.

In Huafu, amateurs cannot play with them.

No country can be played by amateurs.

Abraham closed his voice and smiled: "It seems that I don't feel anything here that can alarm the Homeland Security Bureau."

broken.

Did they come for Henry Morgan?

Henry was exposed?

Abraham muttered in his heart.

Lake raised his eyebrows: "Henry Morgan, is it your son?"
To be continued...