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Just now, Locke saw a familiar back figure by the window.

The man had his back to him, wearing a dark blue casual suit. He recognized him from just his back.

It turned out to be the terrorist “Doctor” wanted by the FBI!

Locke was very familiar with the back figure of “Doctor”, because he had focused all his attention on Harry Bellein that time, which led to the omission of the big fish “Doctor”, which made him regretful.

Therefore, he usually studied the back figure of “Doctor” a lot, and he had drawn the sketch of “Doctor” from the back.

The back figure is not as simple as the shape. Everyone has their own habitual sitting and standing postures. Many people can recognize people just by seeing a figure from a distance.

Locke was very sure that he was not wrong, and more importantly, his feeling was not wrong.

After Locke retracted his sight, he did not look at it again, because the last glance he had just had been captured by the bodyguard next to “Doctor”, who was now staring at him vigilantly.

After a while, the seafood hodgepodge ordered by Locke came up. Tony Gerard put on his gloves and said happily: “Finally, I can eat seafood here again. Thank you for your hospitality, Locke…”

“You’re welcome!”

Locke was now very happy to cooperate with him, and he raised the bottle to clink with him from time to time. Taking the opportunity of eating, he moved his body naturally and glanced a few more times.

Confirmed, it was this back!

There were still two bodyguards accompanying him. Their eyes were very sharp. They were the elite of the elite. They were wearing sunglasses. One of them stared at the beach outside through the window, and the other stared at the inside of the restaurant.

Observing the bodyguard outside, his eyes glanced at him and Tony Gerard several times, obviously focusing on the two of them.

Next to the feet of the two bodyguards, there were still large black backpacks, bulging. Judging from the length, it should be a short version of the MK18 assault rifle or a short version of the M4A1.

After getting to know the “doctor” better, Locke could guess that there might be “doctor’s” bodyguards around.

The person who was meeting with the “doctor” was just blocked by the “doctor”. He was being stared at by the bodyguards and couldn’t move too much, so he didn’t see the other person’s face and couldn’t read the conversation between the two.

Damn, “doctor” is so arrogant that he dared to come to this restaurant!

Is this a provocation?

Or, is there any special reason why the doctor chose this place for both meetings?

Locke was eating, but his mouth felt like chewing wax, and his heart was surging. The sudden encounter with the “doctor” caught him off guard. He never forgot the hidden danger of the “doctor”.

Although he scared the black-salted egg and made this guy stop tracking the “doctor”, the “doctor” was always a hidden danger to him.

Once his reverse deduction of the “doctor’s” plastic surgery technology was exposed, the “doctor” would definitely kill him and put his family in danger.

So, for him, if there is a chance, it is best to strike first.

Locke was very sure that if he took action now, he could definitely kill the “doctor”. The “doctor” plus two bodyguards, as well as the person who met him, were only ten meters away from him, so only four shots would be enough.

Even if there were other bodyguards around, it would not be a problem for him.

But killing the “doctor” was easy, but it was difficult to deal with the aftermath, as he would be exposed.

There was an organization behind the “doctor”, and it was a very powerful organization. He could not afford to offend such an organization now.

Even if he was not afraid, Marian, Li Bojie, Hannah and others would definitely not be able to withstand it. This time, the death of the whole family of Belis Camilo was a lesson for ordinary people. Assassination was really hard to guard against.

These thoughts flashed through Locke’s mind one by one. He suppressed the impulse in his heart and could not act rashly.

This time he would not tell Hei Lu Dan that the FBI was unreliable.

Locke turned his head and looked at the endless sea. Damn, there was not even a place to sniper.

Unless he climbed up the Ferris wheel…

Locke shook his head. There was a target on it. He moved his mind, but the tracking card did not respond.

No, the distance is too far, and the tracking card cannot be activated.

Locke looked up at Tony Gerard who was eating across from him, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes. This series of coincidences was caused by this guy.

Tony Gerard broke off a shrimp head, noticed Locke’s gaze, looked up at him, and asked: “What’s wrong, is it not to your taste?”

Locke asked: “When you ordered the food just now, did you have bud light for the beer? Forget it, my name is waiter…”

“Hi, waiter…”

He raised his hand, leaned back, and his eyes swept across the back of the “doctor”. The angle of leaning back was just enough to see the customer opposite him.

Male, middle-aged, black, tall and straight, this is a soldier.

Locke quickly looked away and looked at the black man walking towards him.iter, “Hey, man, five bottles of bud light, send three bottles to that table, thank you!” He pointed to the three Chinese girls at the table in the corner. The black waiter made another OK gesture and quickly wrote it down on paper, fearing that he would forget it. Tony Gerard stared at Locke and reminded him, “Hey, you have a girlfriend!” Locke shrugged and said calmly, “It’s not what you think. Don’t you know that I have Chinese ancestry? I just feel friendly when I see them, nothing else. Uh, by the way, I also have 1/2 German ancestry…” Tony Gerard was very surprised and smiled, “Really? No wonder I feel friendly when I see you, but maybe we are enemies. Our grandparents were lucky enough to survive the concentration camp, but their relatives…” “Fuck, this joke is not funny!” Locke was speechless and even a little shocked. Few Jews would joke about the suffering of their own nation. But he still explained: “My grandfather’s family came to the United States after the end of World War I, and did not join the Nazis. On the contrary, my great-grandfather joined the US Army during World War II and participated in the Pacific War, and the opponent was the Japanese…” Tony Gerard raised the bottle, “Cheers to your great-grandfather, thank him for his contribution to saving my grandparents!” Locke could only raise the bottle and clink it with him, “Thank you…” At this time, the bud light he ordered was also delivered. When the waiter delivered the three bottles of wine to the Chinese girl’s table, the three girls looked at Locke in disbelief. In fact, they had just sneaked a glance at Locke. Locke took the bud light and walked over. The straight-line distance between him and the “doctor” was shortened rapidly. He said in Chinese: “Hi, are you from China? I don’t mean anything else. I just want to invite you to have a drink. I also want to remind you that there are many thieves here. Please take care of your valuables and don’t easily accept strangers’ approaching. Have a fun, bye…”

“Ding, the tracking card is activated! The target has been anchored!”

In the astonished eyes of the three Chinese girls, Locke returned to his seat, took the initiative to hold out the bottle to Tony Gerard, and asked: “What are our plans for the afternoon?”

“Ding”

Tony Gerard clinked his glasses with him and said in surprise: “I thought you would chat for a while! Since you are out, of course you have to pretend. Uh, look for it seriously. In the afternoon, we will visit nearby hotels and try our luck. Maybe we can find Sanjis Camilo!”

Locke took a sip of wine and smiled. This wish is easy to achieve.

But he stopped smiling in an instant, and said to the green-haired Chinese girl who was walking towards him with a mobile phone, who looked very ordinary but had a confident smile on her face, “Sorry, I already have a girlfriend!”