A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 108 The Hawk who entered the room (please subscribe!!)
When Hawke drove to Ekaterina's bar, the latter had already prepared the information.

"You read wrong."

"Ok?"

"This John Hope is no detective."

Ekaterina looked at Hawk who came in, and handed the relevant information that she had just obtained to Hawke and said, "Uh, at least not now."

Hawke took the information and frowned: "Isn't it?"

Done.

Hawke sat on the high stool in front of him and opened the information in front of him.

John Hope, 42 years old, a New Yorker, once worked as a serious crime detective in the [-]th Division of the New York Police Department, and is currently a major crime police officer in the [-]th Division of the New York Police Department.

Huh.

It's really not.

Hawk raised his eyebrows.

Ekaterina took a sip of the vodka in her hand, pointed to the information in Hawke's hand and said, "I have inquired, this John Hope, when he was a serious case detective at the Thirteenth Branch, was arrested for being suspected Violent law enforcement and bribery have been investigated, but this is not the reason for his demotion."

Hawk looked up.

"what is that."

"He shot and killed a suspect in an operation. It was later proved that that person was not a suspect at all, but an innocent passerby who passed by here. The New York Police Department had to wipe his ass for his own consideration. However, afterward, he was demoted by the higher-ups, and he joined the Twelfth Division about ten months ago."

"……yes?"

Hawk touched his chin, and his eyes fell on the information in hand: "Black police?"

Wouldn't this be more desirable?
Isn't the reason why Hawk asked Ekaterina to look for this guy's information because he saw the flash of greed in this guy's eyes during the [-]th inning?

Ekaterina looked at the expression on Hawke's face, a little curious.

"What are you going to do?"

"Not ready yet."

Hawk shook his head. After all, this incident happened so suddenly, and he just had a clue.

Ekaterina smiled and said, "Then you have to hurry up, the 5000 million will attract a lot of attention. In New York City, I'm afraid there are no killers who don't want to make this money."

Hawke smiled and said, "Zach Stanislav is still in the police station. I'm not worried. Someone will get there first in a short time."

At least for the next five days, Hawke is not worried about this.

Although the final outcome of this matter must be the defeat of the New York Police Department, but at the beginning, the New York Police Department was able to persist for a while.

Therefore, for Hawke, Zach Steiner is in the hands of the New York Police Department, which is equal to his hands.

As long as Zach Stanislav is still at the New York Police Department, he will have enough time to think about how to get the bounty quickly and safely.

"Headache."

Hawke rubbed his brows and looked at Ekaterina: "This time, I need to rescue this guy. Saving people is much more troublesome than killing people."

Ekaterina shrugged: "Otherwise, do you think the $5000 million is easy to get?"

Who doesn't know that killing is easy.

but……

If you want to get the 5000 million, you must ensure that Zach Steiner is alive and safe.

Rescuing Zach Stanley is not the key, keeping Zach Stanley alive is the most critical.

Hawke looked up, looked at the ceiling above his head, blinked, closed the information in his hand, and handed it to Ekaterina: "Do you have this guy's address?"

The words fall.

With a flick of her right hand, Ekaterina handed a card directly to Hawke.

"It's already been prepared for you."

"pretty."

Hawke's eyes lit up, he took the card, looked at the address written on the card, and showed a smile: "Anyway, if you want to save 5000 million people, you must have multiple helpers inside."

Moreover, Hawke is not just a helper inside.

george...

To some extent, it can be regarded as his helper.

It's just that, for the former police detective John Hope who might take the initiative to help him, George belongs to the kind of passive helper.

For example, after Hawk left from Ekaterina, he returned home, and when it was almost six o'clock in the evening, he sent a text message to Lorna who hadn't come home, and then drove to Gwen's at home.

To Hawk's surprise, George was at home at this time.

George, who was at home, looked at Hawke who opened the door of his house without even knocking, his pupils trembled slightly, and he squinted his eyes as he looked at the key in Hawke's hand.

"How do you have the key to my house?"

"I gave it."

It was Helen who spoke.

Helen, who was in the kitchen, saw Hawke come in, walked out of the kitchen, just heard George's words, and said to George: "You don't go home every day this week, you know, this week, it's all Hawke's gang." Do you want me to take little George and the others to school?"

George opened his mouth and looked at Helen with a speechless expression: "That's not the reason to give him the key."

How can you just give the key to a stranger casually.

wrong.

How could he give the key to the house to this bastard killer in front of him.

Helen sneered: "It's okay not to give it to Hawke, as long as you promise, you can pick up Little George and the others every day, can you guarantee it?"

George opened his mouth.

"This……"

"Oh, I knew it."

Helen crossed her arms and sneered: "You like your job very much. That's fine. I don't object to your indulging in work, but how to manage our family well, don't interfere with my decision."

Done.

Helen turned around very chicly, leaving a cool back for George, and walked into the kitchen.

Hawke, who had changed into his exclusive slippers, put away the keys in front of George, and then shrugged at George, looking helpless.

George's eyebrows twitched again.

Good guy.

I removed the police officer who was in charge of monitoring you 24 hours a day. I was expecting that after you were indifferent and ignored, you would jump out and give me the handle.

did not expect……

You came to my house and entered the house right away?
How on earth did this happen?
I've just been busy working on the Zach Steiner case for the past few days. Why, this damn bastard seems to treat my house like his?
George's thoughts turned sharply, watching Hawke who ran up the stairs to the second floor without any restraint under his gaze, felt quite distraught.

The second floor.

Hawk knocked on Gwen's bedroom door, and after getting a response, he opened the door and saw Gwen reading a book at the desk.

Gwen looked at Hawke who entered the room, showed a bright smile, turned the book upside down on the table, got up, and hugged Hawke.

5 minutes.

10 minutes.

15 minutes.

Originally thinking of coming back to pack his clothes, George, who had been sleeping in the bureau for the past few days, was walking back and forth at the stairs on the first floor at this moment.

His expression was as if his butt was on fire, or he was suffocating something. When walking back and forth, he looked up from time to time to the quiet second floor.

When Helen brought the last dish out of the kitchen, she saw George at the top of the stairs, frowned, then tilted her head: "What are you doing?"

George looked back at Helen.

next second.

George walked up to Helen slowly, and lowered his voice: "How could you let this guy be alone with my daughter?"

Helen rolled her eyes.

"You mean Gwen isn't my daughter?"

"Uh, that's not what I meant."

"Then what do you mean."

"I mean...God, don't you think that's bad?"

"Why not?"

Helen immediately became happy when she heard this sentence.

"Hoke and our daughter are in a relationship. If anything happens, it happened a long time ago. Do you think we can stop this kind of thing? Besides, you were not in a hurry before, but now you are in a hurry, I will not I understand, Hawk is such a good boy, why do you seem to have a lot of opinions on him?"

"That's because you don't even know who he is."

"Who?"

Helen frowned and looked at George: "What do you mean?"

George took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "In short, I don't agree with my daughter being with this guy."

Helen glanced at George, a little speechless.

"reason."

"No reason."

George waved his hand and looked to the second floor: "No, I'm going up to stop them."

talking.

George was planning to walk towards the stairs.

Helen didn't stop her, but just looked at George who turned around, and said in a low tone, "If something really happened to the two little guys, guess what, after you pushed the door in, would it be Hawke who was embarrassed, or your daughter? "

click!
George, who had already stepped up the stairs, froze in place for an instant.

Oh yes.

Shet!

George looked extremely ugly.

at this time.

"dad."

After Gwen and Hawk said some sweet words between couples in the room, when they were about to go downstairs for dinner together, they looked at George who seemed to be posing at the stairs, and blinked, a little curious: "You... What are you doing?"

George came back to his senses and saw Gwen standing at the stairs on the second floor, and... the little bastard who was looking at him with a playful look.

Hawk said with a smile: "I think it should be exercising."

Gwen blinked: "Really, Dad?"

The corner of George's mouth twitched, and he turned his head to look at his wife, Helen, who had taken off her apron and was sitting in the dining room, also looking at this side, but she showed no sign of trying to save him.

"What the hell is going on in my house?"

George thought so in his heart, and then he retracted his right foot on the steps, moved his arms, nodded and said: "Yes, exercise a little bit. I was thinking, I should get rid of the habit of running at night, Pick it up again."

"is it?"

When Gwen heard this, she was suspicious at first, and then said happily: "That's great, Dad, by the way, Hawk also likes to run at night, when you are not busy, you can go out for a night run with Hawk. "

talking.

Gwen turned to look at Hawk beside him: "Right, Hawk."

Hawk nodded with a smile: "I'm fine."

George: "..."

(End of this chapter)