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After washing up, Locke took a bud light beer and stood on the balcony to dry his hair.

After drinking the beer, he returned to the room, closed the curtains, and began to disguise himself. He disguised himself according to the appearance of an Asian in Gran’s apartment.

He just went to the balcony to observe whether anyone was monitoring him. The last time Tom Williams’ surveillance left a shadow on him, and he hesitated whether to change to a room that was not easily monitored.

I didn’t expect that Tom Williams had such a sentimental side. Obviously, after knowing the true identity of Hard Thomas, Tom Williams became uninterested in this case, so he said some inexplicable words.

Yes, Ferlan Alphonse is an unforgivable garbage, so what is the person who killed him?

Naturally, it is a hero who eliminates harm for the people. Then what is the point of investigating this case further? Do we really have to find the killer!

That’s why he said that justice is a pile of shit.

Poor guy, he must have seen too many dark things, so he became cynical and full of poisonous tongue, turning himself into a disgusting person.

Half an hour later, an Asian young man wearing myopic glasses and a gray hoodie walked out of Gran Apartment.

Locke walked along the road for a while and finally chose an old Ford Focus. With L4’s car driving and L2’s lock picking skills, the car was completely his, and he got into the car effortlessly.

He was wearing a pair of imitation human leather gloves on his hands, which could not be seen without careful observation. Although the flexibility was not as good as latex gloves, latex gloves were too eye-catching.

Twenty minutes later, Locke parked the car at the entrance of the Trove subway. He walked into the subway and disguised himself again in the subway bathroom. He still had an Asian face, but his clothes and glasses were changed.

This time it was a khaki casual suit with jeans, and his figure was also fatter, with a black Yankees baseball cap on his head.

He came out of another exit of the subway and chose a gray Chevrolet Cruze, and then drove all the way to the East District of San Gabriel Valley.

Yes, he was going to the Chinese area to buy things again tonight. It was better to change places, but he was confident in his disguise skills.

Locke was stimulated by the case during the day, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to be too cowardly.

He was no longer the cautious scavenger in the past, but he had the system’s blessing.

In addition to enjoying a new life, he should do something more meaningful.

That killer should be a person who enforces justice on behalf of heaven. Such people are called knights in China.

Kill one person every ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles. After the matter is done, he will leave with his clothes brushed, hiding his merits and fame.

If he knew what Hard Thomas, uh, Ferlan Alphonse did, he should have killed him, just like he killed Avadia before, because these guys don’t deserve to continue living.

Thinking of this, Locke felt that his preparations were not enough. He still lacked an unregistered gun, or maybe he could get an automatic rifle.

He also needed to buy some medicines and disguise equipment to complete a little, such as at least five styles of clothes.

And wigs, it would be better if he could buy wigs.

Locke was very curious about the killer. Obviously, the killer first found the CIA retired scavenger and learned the information about Ferlan Alphonse from him.

So, will there be more deaths next?

CIA retired scavengers must have a lot of information in their minds.

And the CIA has placed secret witnesses in Los Angeles like Ferlan Alphonse, who is unforgivable. He is definitely not the only one.

But the CIA should not be stupid. After Ferlan Alphonse died, they should be alert and transfer other secret witnesses.

After arriving at the Chinese area, Locke parked the car on the side of the road, took off his hat, got out of the car, and soon mixed in with the Chinese people on the street.

Mixing in with people of the same ethnicity is more conducive to disguise, which is why he likes to come to San Gabriel.

Ten minutes later, Locke changed his face again. His face was sallow, and he smelled of cigarettes. He also changed his clothes. His temperament was completely different. He became fierce and fierce, and strangers were kept away.

After upgrading to L3 Master, he became more and more adept at disguise, and his makeup became more exquisite.

The name of “Doctor” flashed in Locke’s mind. He wondered who was better, his disguise or the doctor’s face-changing technique?

He walked straight into the pharmacy in the alley, Hua Tuo Pharmacy, as if he was familiar with the place.

It was still the Chinese youth guarding the counter last time. This time he was not playing with his mobile phone, but eating supper, and the Colt M2000 was still beside him.

He looked at Locke silently and asked in Chinese: “What do you want to buy?”

Locke wiped his nose and said in Japanese Chinese:”Propofol, etomidate, dexmedetomidine, midazolam, fentanyl…”

The Chinese youth was stunned for a moment, frowned and asked: “Japanese?”

He picked up the intercom and asked: “A Japanese came to buy medicine, do you want to sell it?”

Locke was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted. He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry in his heart. Damn, why did he imitate the voice of the Japanese!

He didn’t expect this at all. He simply wanted to change his tone. It seems that he is going to overturn.

Soon, a voice came from the intercom, “Tell him that the price is three times, if he doesn’t buy it, get out!”

The Chinese youth picked up the Colt M2000 and stared at Locke with a cold expression, “You also heard it, buy it or not, if you don’t buy it, get out!”

Locke could only continue to pretend, looking humiliated, hesitant, and nodded: “Buy…”

As he said, he counted out three thousand dollars and put it on the counter.

The Chinese youth counted the money, then raised his hand and pointed upstairs, indicating Locke to go upstairs to get the medicine.

But Locke stood still, and the Chinese youth frowned, “What else?”

Lou continued to reply in Japanese Chinese: “I want to buy a gun!”

The Chinese youth’s eyes suddenly turned cold, and he stared at Locke with scrutiny, “We don’t sell this thing here, hurry up and get the medicine and leave…”

Locke took out 500 dollars and put it on the counter, looking at the Chinese youth with a pleading look.

The Chinese youth hesitated for a moment, took the money, counted it habitually, and said without raising his head: “Wait, go out, turn right and go straight, go into the alley next to Chongqing Hotpot, there is a Thai massage shop, find Sister Feng, she said it was introduced by Hua Tuo Pharmacy…”

Locke bowed directly to thank him, “Ali Gadu!”

After that, he walked towards the stairs.

“Wait a minute…” Locke turned around and saw the Chinese youth staring at him coldly, waving the gun in his hand and warning: “If you dare to make trouble in Chinatown…” Locke immediately replied seriously: “My, I understand, Arigato!” Still at the staircase on the fourth floor, Locke took two black bags from a Chinese aunt again, but this time the Chinese aunt’s face was not very good. I don’t know if she knew he was Japanese. After leaving the building where the pharmacy was located, Locke followed the guidance of the Chinese youth and came to the alley where the Thai massage shop was located. He did not go in immediately, but stood aside and observed for half an hour. Compared with Hua Tuo Pharmacy, which only had one counter, Thai massage seemed to be really Thai massage. The guests coming in and out, as well as the female technicians wearing sexy clothes and heavy makeup behind the glass door, all showed that this was indeed a place for leisure and entertainment. Locke couldn’t help but suspect that the Chinese guy was fooling him. He thought about it in his mind, assuming an unexpected rhetoric, and then walked in. “Boss, welcome to Pattaya…”