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Chapter 62 I want to be a good person (please recommend)

"... Are you really just lying to me?"

"of course."

"Really?"

"I swear."

"If I send someone to the Washington apartment right now, can you guarantee they won't find any evidence that you drank or tried to drink?"

"When... wait, send someone?"

Mike, who was being interrogated by his mother for half an hour, suddenly heard this sentence and looked up at his mother Julia as if triggering some key words.

Mike asked suspiciously, "Mother, did you just say to send someone?"

Julia smiled and said, "I'll send some of my colleagues there, can't I?"

Mike stared at Julia's facial expression, and finally shook his head and lowered his head again: "No, yes."

Julia laughed and got up and walked towards the cockpit, muttering: "I have learned a psychology and used it on my mother. I can't take this account. It seems that I really need to raise a trumpet. This The big one is considered useless."

"mom……"

Mike looked at the back of his mother Julia speechlessly.

Before he could say anything, he heard a bang, and his mother had already closed the door of the cockpit.

Mike's right hand was raised in mid-air.

After a while.

Mike withdrew his right hand with a wry smile and suspicion.

in the cockpit.

After closing the door, Julia changed her calm expression, patted her chest and said, and sat back in the co-pilot seat.

Father Bell took off the earphones and looked at Julia: "What's wrong?"

Julia smiled and said, "Who is your son's mentor?"

Bell thought for a while: "Robert Pitt, a big figure in the field of psychology, heard that he has been helping S.H.I.E.L.D. perfect the latest identity lie detector for several years."

Julia said: "I'm afraid Mike is about to be out of blue."

Beard with a goatee, Bell raised his eyebrows without smiling, with an air of calm and prestige: "No way."

Julia nodded.

After a while, Bell, who was flying the plane, turned his head and glanced at his wife Julia in a low voice: "Honey, are you sure now is a good time, I mean, let my son know that we..."

Mother Julia interrupted in a deep voice: "It's about time now, neither Alexander nor Malik can stay on the World Security Council for a few years, at the latest in [-], Malik will also be a member of the Security Council It's time for Mike to meet his grandfather."

Bell was a little worried: "But I'm worried about Mike..."

Julia glanced at Bell and smiled, "Don't worry, Mike actually respects us a lot, doesn't he?"

Bell shook his head and smiled.

respect?

dear?

Ah.

Bell is very worried now, what kind of choice he will make if Mike knows the real side of his mother.

Is it opt-in?

still is……

Julia was also a little worried. Thinking about it now, maybe she shouldn't have spent so much time outside at that time, otherwise, how could he not be sure about his son's thoughts.

Logically speaking, at this moment, Mike sitting in the cabin outside should be able to hear the conversation between his mother Julia and his father Bell in the cockpit with his keen hearing.

but……

Mike doesn't have a special hobby of eavesdropping, even if it's good, his special hobby hasn't reached the level of eavesdropping on his parents' whispers.

Overhearing your parents' private conversations?

Ha ha.

Who knows what will be overheard, especially since his parents are a pair of passionate characters who always get along with each other. Not to mention anything else, even if there is some kind of X-rated scene in the cockpit at the moment, Mike has no doubts...

So Mike didn't eavesdrop.

but.

Mike, who was watching the white clouds outside the window, looked back at the camera on the upper part of the cabin, blinked, and took out the in-ear headset connected to the mobile phone from his pocket.

Ding sound.

Mike's lips didn't move at all: "The Red Queen."

After a while.

The Red Queen's voice came from the headset: "Yes, hey, Mike, are you on the plane?"

"Yes."

After confirming his position, Mike said, "Red Queen, do you still remember that I once asked you not to check any information related to me?"

The Red Queen immediately said aggrievedly: "Mike, I didn't check it out, I swear."

Mike said: "No, no, no, I want to say that this condition is invalid."

Red Queen: "What do you mean?"

Mike stared at the closed cockpit with those blue eyes like deep sea water: "I need you to help me check the information of Bell Lance and Julia Lance, the more detailed the better, the more comprehensive The better."

The Red Queen didn't quite understand: "Huh?"

Mike laughed: "You heard me right, I authorize you, but it's still the same sentence, on the premise of hiding myself as much as possible, how long will it take?"

The red queen in the online world pursed her lips, broke her fingers, thought for a while and said, "Are you sure you won't blame me?"

Mike said, "Yes, I'm sure."

The Red Queen said, "Okay then, I need some time."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Mike took off his headset and put it back in his pocket, frowning slightly as he tapped on the table, showing no interest in the glass of Coke in front of him.

The wine he needs most now.

Fine bourbon.

Excessive drinking is not good, but alcohol still has a great effect sometimes, for example, it has the effect of calming the mind and helping the mind to think.

lawyer.

Airline stewardess.

Several travel plans a year, with a minimum of five days and a maximum of 20 days?

Luxury sports car at home.

Luxury business jets that are now sitting.

The mother sent someone by mistake just now.

With so many clues together, Mike couldn’t stop thinking about it. Could it be that his parents were hidden rich people, and the reason why they raised him in Fox Town was just to cultivate his independence and self-reliance, as if he could go back to inherit it after he became an adult? family property?

It's just... a hammer.

What is so special is reality, not a fairy tale, nor a novel. This kind of weird and nonsense idea has no soil for survival.

Now Mike has a guess.

A not too far-fetched, not too superficial idea.

That is, his mother Julia and father Bell are actually members of the mafia, and they still belong to the existence that can stand shoulder to shoulder with the four major mafia families in New York.

What kind of lawyer, what kind of flight attendant, it's just a cover-up on the surface, don't forget, what do lawyers do, and what do flight attendants do?

Lawyers, to put it bluntly, are taking legal gaps.

Stewardesses are able to fly all over the world for good reason.

Then the problem is coming.

What is the greatest possibility for the two to come together?

this moment.

Mike thought of many pictures in his helplessness.

next second.

Mike couldn't bear to close his eyes and pray in his heart.

Please.

I really want to be a good person.

……

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