Mark shrugged his shoulders.

When I turned to my office, I thought together. Mark’s thoughts were like wild horses drifting across the ocean and leaving the mainland.
Words …
Atlanta Sentinel Secret Service has that number of fans. Is North Star Lorna Dane about to appear?
When I got back to the office and just made a bottle of waves,
Debbie knocked on the door and came in, leaving a suicide report of the suspect on Mark’s desktop.
Mark glanced at it and nodded casually.
Cut the grass!
It needs to be uprooted
They are all ready to crush worthington II completely. Why keep a bird?
I hope this bird man can treat his father’s death as if it were nothing.
Is that possible?
Mark is not alone now. He is married with children now.
Mark is so-called if he is alone.
Even if the bird man replaces his wings with metal marks, he can crush them.
But …
Your own family is different.
If a bird man thinks he’s taking revenge and goes to visit Mark’s family, Mark will probably want to cry.
Furthermore,
Being a thief for a thousand days can’t prevent thieves for a thousand days.
Mark once gave this bird a chance yesterday.
But Mark saw deep hatred for himself from the eyes of the bird in the locked room.
such being the case
Then wait for his father to reunite with him first …
Or that sentence?
If kil one person can save ten people.
This deal!
It’s a good deal
To make matters worse, Warren worthington III died suddenly of a heart attack in his cell.
The autopsy report is written clearly.
Nothing like Mark and the FBI.
This is true!
Four o’clock in the afternoon
After signing several papers to prepare for class, Mark received an anonymous message and hung up. Mark couldn’t help smiling.
There are always people who like not telling their parents these days.
after an hour
Mark tightened his car, tightened his suit and looked up at the three-story orange building in the kitchen of Hell in the darkest part of Queens.
Push the door of some greasy restaurant
A moment has disturbed the world, and suddenly it comes to me.
Arguments, arguments and discussions are endless.
Mark couldn’t help but frown and look at some out-of-control restaurants.
But the strange thing is
These people in the restaurant are a familiar look.
The guy sitting in the corner eating a hamburger turned a blind eye to the scene of the recent fight.
Mark sighed.
Every club discipline supervisor is always so wonderful and unpredictable …
And after a pause
Mark’s eyes were a little crowded, and he searched the restaurant for a while.
Then one-way will be a backward came at his male directly to one side and walked towards the position near the window …
At this moment
By the window seat is a tall, thin white man with eyes who looks like plane but wears a cheap suit.
Mark sat directly across from the white man and looked at the man who charged Hamburg without speaking.
Good half-day
Mark sighed and said, "Dana, you were born in May last year. I remember that the sales volume has exceeded 50 million."
The most famous American journalist in Dhanapalm is active in political and business circles. If there is news, there is a trail of him.
At the same time, Dana was also a freshman at Yale in nine years. She joined the mysterious society in nine years and was elected as the disciplinary supervisor of the mysterious society in 2000. She was responsible for handling the complicated and hidden things of the mysterious society … such as complaints.
Dana swallowed her food and glanced at the handsome suit and tie. Mark smiled faintly. "I’m undercover collecting news."
Mark shook his head and said, "Your report on the New York City Government and the police department is going to be on the slippery slope again."
Dana threw a third of the hamburger into the plate, pulled out a paper towel and wiped her hands. Then she looked at Mark and said, "Someone complained about you, Mark."
Mark smiled. "Dana, you know me. Lucy intervened in my affairs first, and this time I acted according to the rules."
Dana nodded and said, "I know I’m here to treat you to the most delicious hamburger in new york."
The voice just fell on a black woman with a foot of 250 Jin carrying two sets of hamburger tables that looked strange and ugly.
Mark looked up at Dana directly and asked, "Is this a punishment?"