actually...
Locke didn't want to stay.
But it's hard to refuse such a kind invitation.
However, after Locke sat down at the table and saw the stern Sheriff George Stacy sitting opposite him, he felt a little regretful.
Didn't Gwen say that George was very busy today?
"Locke, here."
"Thank you, ma'am."
Locke took the plate handed to him by Helen with a smile and said thank you.
Normally, Locke is very polite.
Although he is an orphan in this life, he was not an orphan in his previous life, and his upbringing in the previous life is still there.
"You're welcome."
Helen said, "And don't call me Madam, just call me Helen. You are the first male classmate Gwen brought home."
Gwen, who was sitting between her two younger brothers, was speechless: "Mom."
She just meant well.
Helen laughed heartily and said to Locke, "I hope you can get used to it."
Locke looked at the sea bass on the plate.
this...
It must be the legendary lemon sea bass.
Good job.
Did you eat it the second day after arriving in New York?
Even Spider-Man doesn't get this kind of treatment.
"Ahem!"
George, who was sitting opposite, coughed in obvious displeasure: "So, Locke, where are you from?"
Gwen frowned, "Dad."
Locke is an orphan. Asking this question is not exposing Locke's scars?
Locke and Gwen smiled and said to George, "Texas."
Anyway, he opened his eyes and was in Texas.
It's also part of the Lone Star State.
George took a bite of the lemon sea bass and said, "Do you know the Sin Hunter?"
"dad..."
"Know."
As Locke cut into the sea bass, he smiled and said, "I'm afraid there's no Texan who doesn't know him."
Of course he knew who the Sin Hunter was targeting.
Anyway, no one would associate the sixteen-year-old him with the famous Crime Hunter. After all, the FBI profiled the Crime Hunter as a middle-aged man between twenty-five and thirty-five years old.
He is only sixteen years old.
A cute age.
George just asked casually. After all, he had to find some topic to talk about. Otherwise, was he just going to watch this guy walk into his house and take away his cabbage with all its roots?
How is that possible?
George then asked, "So what do you think of the Sin Hunter?"
Locke shrugged without hesitation: "Murderer!"
George's eyes lit up and he looked at Locke.
Um.
Not crooked!
Locke said: "Although many people say that he is a dark judge, killing is killing, and this cannot be changed, even if the person killed is evil."
George nodded. For some reason, he suddenly didn't hate Locke so much anymore.
Locke himself thought so too.
but...
Whatever he thought, it did not affect his decisiveness at all.
Because he also agreed with a sentence.
When the law fails to give justice to the victim, from that moment on, lynching will become just and glorious.
But Locke did not say this out loud.
He was invited by Gwen to have dinner, not to fight.
Locke isn't that stupid.
Going against George would only embarrass Gwen, who had invited him to stay for dinner, and make George and Helen feel that Gwen had poor taste in making friends and didn't even know basic manners.
Opinions can be discussed privately.
But never at the dinner table.
Um.
Although this lemon sea bass looks like looking up at the stars,
But the taste is delicious.
period.
George asked some other questions, and Locke answered them very confidently.
The answers are neat.
At the very least, looking at Helen's expression and George's increasingly relaxed expression, it was obvious that perhaps Locke had not left a very good impression on George at the beginning, but during this meal, the first impression was reversed.
This was especially true after Gwen told George and Helen about Locke's test results yesterday.
In Gwen's room.
After Locke and Gwen worked together to calculate the final data, Locke also planned to leave.
Now that the daily tasks are completed, you can start working on the evening tasks.
I'm going to do two today.
"Thanks."
After Locke packed his backpack, he said to Gwen, "Thank you, Gwen."
"…"
Gwen was a little helpless: "You've said thank you too many times."
In just two days, Gwen dared to swear that all the thank yous she heard in the last semester, added together, were not as many as the thank yous Locke said to her in these two days.
He must have had a hard time as a child.
Gwen had serious doubts. After all, if that wasn't the case, there was no way to explain why Locke liked to say thank you so much.
Locke smiled and said, "You can never be too polite, right?"
Gwen raised an eyebrow and looked at Locke: "So, you have always been acting polite, but you are not really polite?"
Locke looked at Gwen.
So smart.
Gwen thought about what happened at the dinner table and looked at Locke: "I think the Sin Hunter is pretty good."
Locke raised an eyebrow.
Is this bait?
"I have also read reports about the Crime Hunters in Texas. If it weren't for the Crime Hunters, so many evildoers would never have received the punishment they deserve."
"Yeah?"
"Isn't it?"
Gwen crossed her arms, "Do you really think the Sin Hunter is the murderer?"
Locke's answer was the same as what he had said at the dinner table, except that he added a few more words: "Legally speaking, he is the murderer."
"What about the legal point of view?"
"…"
Locke thought for a moment and said, "Then he can't be considered a good person."
Um.
He's definitely not a good guy anyway.
Locke knows himself, but he has no intention of being a good person. In the Marvel Universe, being a good person has only one outcome, and that is dying without even knowing how you died.
Just like Stacy's family, whose home was broken up because of Spider-Man.
George Stacy died because of Spider-Man.
Gwen also died because of Spider-Man.
This is what happens when you're a good guy in the Marvel Universe.
Anyway, whoever wants to be a good guy can be one, but Locke doesn't intend to be one.
"I'm leaving first."
Locke smiled at Gwen, picked up his backpack, and left the room.
Gwen came back to her senses: "I'll take you there."
To send someone off out of courtesy.
In the living room.
Locke said to George and Helen who were watching TV in the living room: "Mr. Stacy, Mrs. Stacy, thank you for your invitation. The lemon perch is delicious. Thank you. I'll leave first."
Gwen said to George and Helen, "Mom, I'll go down and take it off."
Went downstairs.
Locke took out the car key and pressed a button. The car on the opposite side beeped twice.
Gwen and Locke walked to the vehicle together, "See you tomorrow."
Locke opened the car door and prepared to get in: "See you tomorrow."
Just then.
Locke's ears twitched slightly, his eyebrows raised, and he looked up at the dark sky.
Gwen asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
Next second.
Locke's expression changed slightly, and he grabbed Gwen and walked directly across the street.
Behind.
Boom!
…