A few days later!

"Harrow!"

"Harrow."

Locke and Gwen, who had walked out of the airport, hugged him and sniffed the long-lost fragrance: "Are you having fun?"

Gwen shrugged, "Cindy and the others had a great time."

“How to say it?”

"Kan is getting started."

"amazing!"

After Locke came back, Gwen, Kahn, Cindy and Zhao Helen were with Kama Taj. Gwen has been in Kama Taj's library these days.

Because Gwen is a distinguished guest, this gave Gwen the right to browse most of the library's materials, and there was also a librarian Wang next to him.

While Gwen was reading books, Cindy, Kahn and Zhao Hailun were addicted to magic and could not extricate themselves.

but……

The most outstanding one is Kahn.

Kahn has touched the margins of magic, and even after bringing magical equipment, he can draw Mars.

However, time has come.

There is no way, even if a few people want to stay there for a few days, it won’t work. After all, Kama Taj is not the home of several people, New York City is their home.

And Gwen?

I have to say that in the past few days, Gwen and King have become friends. In the communication with King, Gwen's understanding of the extraordinary world has reached a great level.

"Do you know Count Dracula?"

"……vampire?"

Gwen and Locke bid farewell to Cindy, Kahn and Zhao Helen. They agreed to have a dinner together after a few days. After returning to the car, Gwen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at Locke and raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know, Count Dracula is true, but Count Dracula is not dead and still exists. There are mummies. Oh my god, Kama Taj's library is simply the history of an extraordinary world."

I don't just know that Count Dracula is not dead.

even……

I also know what the daughter of Count Dracula is named.

Lock thought in his heart, looking at Gwen, who had reshaped his worldview with a face, and smiled and said, "Is there any?"

He is a good listener.

Gwen said: "Frankenstein, Frankstein?"

"What's wrong with him?"

"He really exists, too."

"No way."

“…”

Gwen looked at Locke, who had a faint expression, clear eyes, and extremely exaggerated look, and pulled the corners of his mouth: "Dear, do you know, your performance is really not very good."

Locke glanced at Gwen: "What does it mean?"

Gwen said curiously: "What happened?"

Locke opened his mouth.

Gwen shrugged, "You can deceive others, but you can't deceive me."

That expression was exaggerated, and it was absent-minded.

It's an individual, I guess I can't cheat.

but……

As a man, he has some self-esteem.

Locke smiled, stepped on the brakes, and then looked at the waiting traffic light and thought for a while: "Do you remember, I am Langley's man?"

Gwen smiled and said, "Of course, my boyfriend is an agent. This is a plot that is only found in the novel. What's wrong? I have a task to give you, but you..."

Locke waved his hand and said, "It's training."

Gwen frowned: "I remember, weren't you allowed to try?"

Lock shrugged, and the instructor who brought this training this time seemed to have celebrated some holidays with Mr. Anonymous, so now there are only two ways to put it in front of him, either waiting for the next training or...

but……

Locke is a very planned person, and Gwen knows this too.

Gwen said: "Are you worried that this instructor will wear you little shoes because of the Anonymous?"

Locke smiled: "What, I'm not worried about this."

"What is that?"

"I originally planned to leave for three months, so that I could catch up with Christmas, but because of a change of instructor, I might need to increase this time to six months."

"So long?"

"Um."

Gwen frowned. They were planning to go to Chicago with George and Helen this Christmas.

but……

Gwen smiled and said, "It's okay, but, on the other side of the school..."

Locke smiled, took out an invitation letter from his arms and handed it to Gwen.

Gwen takes over.

“…Yale?”

"Um."

Locke nodded and looked at Gwen and said, "On the surface, I'm going to Yale."

Gwen was a little surprised, but felt reasonable: "Okay, it's amazing!"

After all, it was Langley.

The first infamous but mysterious spy agency in the federal government, and since a few years ago, Langley has been keen on selecting new members of his own from each university.

“When will you leave?”

"It's five days later."

"……fine."

Gwen smiled and said, "Can I visit you?"

Locke parked the vehicle, got out, and walked towards the elevator with Gwen, laughing, "Look, this is the problem, you can't find me at all, and I don't know where the chicken farm is this time."

Gwen walked into the elevator and blinked: "Chicken Farm?"

Locke smiled and said, "Alias."

Gwen nodded: "It's quite vivid, but you're sure you went there as a chicken, and you're afraid you didn't go there as an old hen."

Lock shrugged: "There is no way, this is the process."

Gwen also agreed with this: "This is normal, so we can only spend five days together, and then I can only wait until half a year before I can see you?"

Locke nodded.

Gwen went home first, put his luggage on the sofa, turned around, and looked at Locke: "Then, let's not waste our time."

Locke: "…"

Three days later.

Long Island.

"So……"

Helen put the fresh broccoli on Locke's plate and smiled and said, "Will you leave tomorrow?"

Locke nodded.

Although the training time was five days later, in fact, on this day, Locke was about to set off for Yale University in New Haven, Connecticut.

Then, after checking in, I followed Mr. Anonymous to the Langley headquarters in Virginia. On that day, I would follow the large army to this stage of the chicken farm.

After all, every training session of Langley cannot be specifically for one person, but the recruited personnel will be divided into several waves, with more than 30 personnel training together at each time.

Going to Yale is just to cover this time for the real purpose.

George, who also returned home, cut the bass on his hand and looked at Locke: "So, are you going to go to Yale to go to college?"

Locke shook his head: "No, Yale is not my consideration. New York University will be my first choice. If I go to Yale, then I want to come back and taste Helen's craftsmanship, it will probably be difficult."
To be continued...