Even though Locke was still alive. Angus was sent to the hospital because he was injured and unconscious. When Sherlock's soul transmigrated, his fatal injury miraculously disappeared, perhaps because of the System.
Therefore, in the doctor's eyes, Locke was a lucky guy. Although he was injured, it was not a fatal wound.
Therefore, after lying in the hospital for a night and washing his body, Locke submitted his discharge application.
Because all the physical indicators were in line with normal standards, the hospital allowed Locke to be discharged from the hospital the next afternoon and go home to recuperate.
What shocked Locke was that from the beginning to the end, the police seemed to have forgotten about him. They didn't come to ask him about the car accident at all.
This seemed normal, but Locke felt that something was wrong. However, he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he simply didn't think about it.
Accompanied by his two friends, Locke went through the discharge procedures, then got into Carl's car and drove all the way home.
"Loke, my condolences!" The three of them were silent for a long time. Alice looked at Locke with red eyes and comforted him.
"Yes, I know!" Although his soul had passed through, he had used someone else's body. Due to the influence of Angus 'memories, his mood was naturally extremely heavy.
When others transmigrated to another world, they were either Crown Princes or Nobles and Dukes. Their statuses were as noble as they could be. However, he was an orphan in his previous life. After transmigrating, it was still difficult for him to escape the fate of becoming an orphan.
This tragic encounter was really too f * cking!
"Locke, I, Carl, will be your good brother for life. If you have any difficulties in the future, just come to me!”Carl, who was driving, turned to look at Locke.
"We grew up together. You are my best friend. If anything happens in the future, don't take it on by yourself. I live near you.”Alice patted Locke's back and comforted him.
Hearing this, Locke couldn't help but feel touched. At the lowest point of his life, it was a great fortune to have one or two good friends supporting him.
"Thank you!" Loke nodded and squeezed out an ugly smile.
At this moment, the car had already arrived at the entrance of Locke's house.
"All of you should go back and rest early! I want to be alone!" After getting out of the car, Locke carried his bag and walked home.
Seeing this, Carl and Alice looked at each other, then sighed and shook their heads, their eyes full of sorrow.
Then Carl drove away. Alice watched Locke enter the house and walked back to her home not far away.
As soon as he entered the house, Loke quickly walked in the direction of the toilet.
He didn't know what his father had given him, but since the other party had not forgotten to give it to him even after his death, it must be something very important. Now that it had been swallowed by him, if he wanted to get it, he could only pull it out.
Although the method was a little disgusting, there was no other way.
Those bastards dared to rush into the hospital to look for him in such a short period of time. He had reason to believe that they would definitely come looking for him before they got what they wanted. However, it was hard to say when they would come.
However, according to the nature of the two killers, these people probably wouldn't wait too long. Therefore, during this period of time, Locke had to become stronger. He didn't want to go straight to heaven after his rebirth.
"Are you going to the toilet?" Just as Locke was rushing towards the toilet, a charming female voice suddenly sounded.
" Who's there?!" Locke was shocked. He retreated like a rabbit and picked up the baseball bat by the wall. His eyes were fixed on the sofa in the living room.
"Don't be nervous. I'm not your enemy!”At this moment, a woman with an alluring figure in a black tight-fitting dress slowly stood up from the sofa.
"Not an enemy? You came uninvited and barged into my house without permission. Do you think I'll believe you?”Locke tightened his grip on the baseball bat, his expression a little strange.
This was because the charming woman who had suddenly appeared in front of him had a sense of déjà vu in her clothes and attire, and that sense of déjà vu did not come from Locke. Angus's memories were his own.
This woman's style of dressing seemed a little... She looked a little like a widowed sister!
That's right, it was Natasha Romanov, the popular lover of the Marvel Universe superhero, also known as the Black Widow!!
"Who are you?" Although he could vaguely guess the woman's identity, as a high school student, Loke naturally couldn't expose himself. Otherwise, there would be no way to explain it.
"I'm your friend. More accurately, I'm your father's friend. You can call me Natasha!”After saying that, the widowed sister sat back down on the sofa calmly.
Sure enough, this woman was really Black Widow. Loke wasn't so nervous after knowing who it was.
Locke slowly walked over with a baseball bat in his hand. The widowed sister's outfit clearly showed that she had already come into contact with Nick. Fury's rhythm, and Nick's. Fury was the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. He did not expect to be involved with S.H.I.E.L.D. as soon as he transmigrated.
In this way, even if he was unwilling, he had to obediently admit defeat.
"You can put down the weapon in your hand. Otherwise, this thing will hurt the relationship between friends and destroy this harmonious atmosphere!”Black Widow poured herself a glass of whiskey.
Then he pointed at Loke, indicating for him to drink.
Seeing this, Loke was speechless. Although she was indeed a widowed sister that everyone loved, suddenly coming to my house and then pouring my house's wine to treat me to a drink, what was the meaning of this?
"I'm still a student. I can't drink!”Locke threw the baseball bat in his hand to the side and said angrily.
"Hehe, I've checked your information. You're already 18 years old, so you're considered an adult! Of course, if you don't want to drink, I won't force you. Then I'll get straight to the point and get straight to business!”Black Widow took a sip of whiskey and smiled, looking charming.
As expected of a superhero's lover. Her reputation was not for show. The charm that she exuded was not to be underestimated. If she was serious, no man would be able to escape her grasp.
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