On the ground, a homeless man was curled up with a swollen face.

After hearing Locke's voice, he couldn't help but slam it.

Locke pulled open the chair and sat down.

"What are you doing?"

"You care, how do I treat my people?"

"No."

Rock looked at Powelly King, shook his head and said, "How to deal with your home, your people, is your business. I just care whether the information I bought for a lot of money is worth it."

Powelly grinned and said, "I watched the live broadcast tonight."

Locke smiled and looked around. He couldn't say that there was everything here, or that it was too poor. Not to mention the TV, there was not even a war-damaged screen.

Powelly laughed and said, "My friend, this is my office."

Locke nodded.

Powell's typical brain has a pitfall when he can set up his office in a sewage flowing sewage.

but……

Locke is not here to be a psychologist. Gwen is a god of learning. He can behave like he doesn't need to open a plug-in. He doesn't have to do it. He needs some skills to upgrade.

Psychological skills are not within Locke's choice.

The potential point of three thousand is also the potential point, which is enough to buy a small blood bottle.

Moreover, psychology is not very suitable for a practical man like Locke.

Powelly then spit out a cigar cigarette ring and nodded slightly.

The two men walked directly to the bruised and swollen homeless man, and with a scream, the homeless man was directly pinched up.

Powelly put away the smile on his face and looked at the homeless man coldly: "Tell Mr. Wushuang, what have you seen."

Locke turned the chair under him and looked at the homeless man.

The homeless man trembled and told the story of what happened in that alley yesterday.

This homeless man is the homeless man who was also in the alley as Jeff Martin mentioned. On the night of the incident, this homeless man was in his own paper house.

At the beginning, the homeless man was actually similar to what Jeff Martin said, and he even noticed what was outside after Jeff Martin screamed and two gunshots.

This homeless man is not the kind of unorganized and undisciplined vagabond, but an organized homeless man. After paying a pier to Powell King, he was taught three hundred tricks to save his life and how to distinguish valuable information. Therefore, when the gunfire sounded, he did not rush out like a headless fly.

He waited until the murderer with a lightning mask outside left, and then he came out of his paper house tremblingly. At that time, Jeff had already taken the dog and the murderer had left.

Locke frowned: "So, you don't know who the perpetrator is?"

Said.

Locke looked at Powelly King: "I thought you said on the phone that you already knew who it was."

This is not a question of whether tracking cards or positioning cards can be used.

Although these two cards can be cheated, they have no target name, so they can just track them down.

Just like George has no way to deal with the Unparalleled Assassin.

What Wushuang Assassin exposed was only the appearance, and so far, no law enforcement agency has anything else besides this appearance.

How to check? Where to check?

Powelli Jin laughed haha, said, "Don't worry," and then looked at the homeless man: "Tell our customers, what did you do after you go out?"

The tramp shivered: "I...I took the policeman's wallet."

Locke seemed to have thought of something: "Are you there in the second police killing case?"

The homeless man nodded tremblingly.

To be precise, he was not at the scene, but was followed by the murderer.

After the homeless man realized who the dead was, he thought of disposing of his wallet. As a result, when he was about to throw away his wallet, the male police officer seemed to notice him. Just when the homeless man thought he was going to surrender, a white man who seemed to be stingy appeared with a knife and then slashed the male police officer.

fortunately.

The homeless man was organized and opened a sewer, and then, in the sewer he was familiar with, he threw away the murderer and hid again, knowing that he had been found by Powell King's people.

Powelly King took out a sketch from his arms and handed it to Locke: "This is the sketch I invited the painter to come over and make."

Locke takes over.

moment.

The door of the Memory Palace was opened, and then, pages of photos in the Memory Palace were opened, and instantly, the man in the sketch began to be compared in the Memory Palace.

Next second.

Locke compared the second crime scene with a glance at the guy who had a half-faced glance among the onlookers.

The homeless man there wailed: "Boss, I really didn't mean it, I..."

I haven't finished speaking.

With a snap.

Powelly King's subordinates were already slapped in the face of the homeless man.

The sound is a bit dull, not very crisp.

As a homeless man, his skin is rough, which is completely understandable.

Powelli King sneered, pointed at the homeless man with a cigar, and said to Locke: "This idiot came here to pay homage to the dock half a year ago. Although he has not provided any information in the past six months, I don't mind, and I still support him, but the result..."

If there is a group in New York City that can see all directions and listen to things, then the homeless group dares to say second, but no one dares to say first.

And Powelly King is the king of this homeless empire.

He gave warmth to those who went bankrupt and became homeless people, so that they would not die of dying of thirst or starvation.

In return, the tramps gather any valuable intelligence and clues for Powelly King.

For example this time.

Powelli King took a cigar: "You idiot, if you told me the first time that you were an eyewitness, instead of greeding for less than a hundred dollars in the wallet, do you know, how much information can you take from the rewards given by our customers?"

Said.

Powelli King paused for a moment, then looked like you were not strong enough, and raised his palm: "Five thousand US dollars, a total of five thousand US dollars, you idiot."

Locke glanced at Powelly King.

Five thousand US dollars?

Is the abalone peeled?

If he remembered correctly, he gave Powelly King fifteen mainland gold coins to speed up the order.

Although the exchange rate of mainland gold coins to US dollars has always been a mystery.

but……

A gold coin can be exchanged for more than 5,000 US dollars.

so.

Capitalists are indeed the most profitable, and they can always show a look of a heavy bleeding when I give you five thousand US dollars.

Powelli King talked, made a heartache expression, and waved his hand directly: "Take him out, find a place to bury him... and send him away."

The homeless man was completely panicked.

There was a thud.

When the homeless man was about to beg for mercy, he punched the homeless man directly and was dragged away by the two men.

Powelli Jin laughed haha ​​and looked at Locke: "Mr. Wu Shuang, I am not a guilty person."

I almost forgot who was sitting in front of me.

If he had forgotten this just now, he would have been beaten out of GG.

Locke raised his lips and stood up: "Okay, the deal is over, it's time for me to leave, thank you, Mr. Powelly King."

He is not that nosy.

The same sentence.

In this world, evil people are endless, and Wushuang Assassin does not work voluntarily. If no one offers a reward for that evil person, except for the fact that it is very interesting, under normal circumstances, Locke will not kill people for free.

soon.

Back to the Star Building.

At this moment, a new day has begun.

Locke, who had not been asleep for another night, felt extremely energetic. After taking a shower, changing into clean clothes, he pretended to go to bed early and woke up early, wiped his hair that was blown dry quickly and came to the study.

Turn on the computer.
To be continued...