The extraordinary life of a certain American comic.

Chapter 174: No money but love to spend money!
Countless facts prove one thing.

When a few bored men get together, you can never imagine what earth-shaking things they will come up with.

same.

When two women drive, even men have to admit defeat.

Locke, who had originally thought of pretending that the signal was interrupted and quitting his job, suddenly fell in love with his job.

Because he had no doubt that if he was not working, Natasha, who had learned experience from Catherine, would have directly pulled him to work on the spot.

here?

ten times?

Let’s talk about work.

Locke pretended not to hear the conversation between the two women. He concentrated on following Debbie's instructions, clicked on a document on the tablet, and signed his electronic signature.

Although the work made him feel like the days were long, he thought that it was better than being drained dry by the Black Widow thousands of miles in the sky.

time flies.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when the Sentinel plane arrived at New York's Kennedy International Airport.

Because they went to Snow City on the way, and the vampires there actually tried to capture the local Sentinel Secret Service last night.

After Locke went there, he spent the whole afternoon getting rid of the vampires in Snow City without saying a word, and earned more than 300 extraordinary points, so he arrived in New York City at seven o'clock in the evening.

The plane slowly came to a stop.

Three SHIELD Chevrolet SUVs were already waiting on the side.

Locke, who was originally worried that he might not be able to save his kidney tonight, looked at the SUV not far away and looked at Natasha curiously: "You want to go back to SHIELD?"

Natasha smiled and looked at Locke: "Why, planning a threesome?"

Locke's eyebrows were twitching.

"You know that's not what I meant."

"I know, that's why I said that."

Natasha smiled, then moved closer to Locke and kissed him on the cheek: "You are the supervisor and the captain, so you don't need to write a report. I have been hanging out with you for more than half a month. Commander Hand and Director Hill are still waiting for my report. See you tomorrow."

Say it.

Natasha waved without looking back, then got directly into the SHIELD Chevrolet SUV.

soon.

Two Chevrolet SUVs quickly turned around and drove away from the scene.

Because the last Chevrolet SUV is reserved for Locke.

Who caused his car to be blown up outside Falls Town?

Locke waited until Natasha's car disappeared from sight, smiled, and looked at Catherine beside him.

"Let's go."

"Where are we going?"

"go……"

Locke was just about to say the word "go home" when his mind quickly alerted him. He then smiled at Catherine and said, "Of course, go home."

Ok.

Or go home.

But not returning to the home where the queen is.

After getting in the car.

Locke started the car and drove towards Brooklyn Heights.

Although Brooklyn Heights does not belong to Manhattan, it is adjacent to Lower Manhattan and is connected to Manhattan via the Brooklyn Bridge.

So some families working in Manhattan like to settle their homes here.

Of course.

This is also a popular area for real estate investors.

Among them is Locke's mother Claire.

and so……

While driving, Locke was multitasking. He took out his cell phone, found his mother Claire's phone number and edited an urgent rescue text message.

He couldn't take pregnant Catherine home.

Because he didn't have time to report this matter to the queen. If the queen found out, he would bring the pregnant Catherine back.

The queen is probably going crazy!

But he couldn't take the pregnant Catherine to stay in a hotel. That wouldn't be right, after all, New York City was his home.

Fortunately, he has backup.

As the saying goes, when you have problems, call mom.

"Help, it's urgent, send me the password to the three-bedroom apartment you invested in Brooklyn Heights. Love you, mom."

"..."

Claire, who was leaning on the bed, wearing glasses and reading a book in her hands, was stunned when she saw the message she suddenly received. Then she took off her glasses and dialed the phone out of curiosity.

Locke looked at the ringing phone and answered it as usual.

Claire asked aloud, "You want cloth..."

Locke raised his eyebrows and interrupted directly: "Well, I know, just send the message to me."

talking.

Locke hung up the phone with a normal look, fiddled with his phone, and looked at Catherine beside him: "I'll have something to do as soon as I get back."

Katherine blinked.

She didn't ask anything.

After Locke finished speaking to himself, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He felt that he was probably the most miserable time traveler.

There are still not many houses available.

wrong.

He doesn't even have a set. He used to have a car, but now he has lost that too.

Good news, I bought insurance.

The bad news is that last month Locke thought the insurance was too expensive and has not yet decided whether to renew it. The worse news is that the car loan is still there.

God.

How did I manage to have so many beauties even though I was so poor?
Locke found this incredible.

Claire, my mother who was far away in Washington, also found it incredible.

At this time, old Underwood also came out of the bathroom. He looked at Claire holding the phone with a thoughtful expression and felt a little curious.

"Who's calling?"

"Locke's."

"Strange, this is the first call he made to you after returning to New York City, right?"

"No, I called him."

"you?"

Old Underwood looked at Claire with even more curiosity after hearing this.

Claire didn't say anything, but showed the content of the text message to Old Underwood.

Old Underwood looked at the text message in which Locke asked for the password to the Brooklyn Heights house and couldn't help laughing. "Did those vampires find his house and blow it up? No, we bought it. Oh, did he pay the rent this month?"

Claire glanced at Old Underwood and said, "Ten days ago, Malik donated one million dollars to my water purification company. Why do you think he gave it to me?"

Old Underwood shrugged. "That's all I said. Don't forget, it was your son who insisted on paying us rent every month. Although he only gave us one-third of the market price, I didn't argue with him."

Claire laughed when she heard this.

"You don't mind? Didn't you know that after he got married, his rent was doubled?"

"He didn't object."

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I don't think the house was blown up by vampires this time."

"What else could it be?"

"You know what he said when I called him?"

"What did you say?"

"Nothing said."

Claire placed the phone against her chin, her maternal wisdom gleaming in her eyes. "He didn't respond directly, but only spoke to prove his identity. What does this mean? It means that he wants the house, but doesn't want the people around him to know that the house is not his."

Old Underwood pulled back the covers and crawled in: "That house never belonged to him."

That was the money he had saved through hard work during his years as an official.

The results of it?
Instead of coming to him to ask for the password, the rebellious son went to his mother to ask for it.

This rebellious son really doesn't take me seriously at all.

Claire ignored the resentful old Underwood and continued brainstorming.

next second.

Claire, who knows her son best, had her eyes light up, as if she had thought of something. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, she grabbed her phone, edited the password of the Highland Apartment and sent it as a text message.

Old Underwood looked at the smile on Claire's lips.

"What did you think of?"

"If possible, see if there is a way to get New York State to pass a polygamy bill."

"Polygamy...what the hell?"

Old Underwood was about to ask more questions after hearing this, but then he saw Claire put on her glasses again and started reading the book in her hands.

Half past eight in the evening.

Schermerhorn Street, Brooklyn Heights.

Locke stopped at a 30-story apartment building with a well-maintained exterior wall, and then took Catherine into the apartment.

After entering the elevator, Locke naturally pressed the button for the eighteenth floor.

Fortunately, he was in New York City when Claire bought this apartment two years ago, and he came to take a look. Otherwise, he might not even know how to get there.

The apartment here has three bedrooms. After I bought it two years ago, a decoration company generously decorated it for free and even gave me European-style furniture throughout the house, making it look luxurious.

Strangely enough, Claire said she bought the apartment here as an investment, but after it was renovated, she never rented it out and even arranged for a cleaner to come and clean the place every week.

So even though no one lives in this apartment, it is always very clean.

After Locke entered the password, he opened the door and led Catherine into the house.

at this time!

Catherine, who was originally preparing to follow Locke into the house, suddenly felt a resistance the moment she entered the house.

Catherine's expression suddenly became strange.

She looked at Locke who had already walked into the house and said, "Locke."

Locke turned his head to look at Catherine standing outside the door and raised his eyebrows.

A smile appeared on Catherine's face.

"You are not the owner of this house."

"Why do you say that."

Locke's expression remained calm and steady as an old dog.

Catherine shrugged, and then, under Locke's gaze, took a step towards the house, but then encountered resistance again and had to pull back.

When Locke saw this scene, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"The medicine has expired?"

"Do not."

Catherine could feel that the power of Locke's blood still existed. Although it was a little thinner than at the beginning, it still existed.

“I just can’t get into the room.”

"Hold on."

Even at this point, Locke was not panicked at all. He took out the phone from his pocket and called Claire. He looked at Catherine and said seriously, "I'm a public official!"

As we were talking, the phone was connected.

Locke turned on the speakerphone and spoke first: "Mom, Catherine insisted on receiving your invitation before she would enter our house."

Claire: "..."

Catherine: "..."

(End of this chapter)