A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 113 Allies Shouldn't Talk About Money (Please Subscribe!)

John Hope is a black cop.

And, he's still in the [-]th inning.

To be precise, he became a depressed policeman under the supervision of a suspected black policeman who was demoted to a detective George Stacey who could not tolerate any sand in his eyes.

From a police detective to a police officer who is still on guard, the gap and the taste of it, I am afraid that only John Hope knows in his heart.

As for why John Hope did not choose to leave?
Hawke didn't know, and he didn't want to be interested. He came here to discuss business with John Hope, not to discuss any ideals in life.

John Hope didn't qualify.

Because George is Gwen's father, he barely has this qualification. If George is not Gwen's father, George is also not qualified.

"Forget these boring steps."

Hawke looked at the time on his watch, and said directly to John Hope who was sitting across from him: "The three detectives of the Twelfth Division, headed by George Stacey, Kate Beckett and Bob Bob Hayes is George Stacy's friend, you, a black policeman, can't fit into the circle of the three of them at all, otherwise, you wouldn't be in the [-]th branch, you can only do clerical work, Don't you think it's humiliating you because you can't go out to work at all?"

John Hope's face changed.

Ok.

Hawke hit the spot.

Ever since John Hope was transferred to the [-]th Precinct, he, the former serious case detective, was directly put on the bench, because of what?
Just because he made a mistake once and killed an innocent person by mistake?
Why.

He joined the New York Police Department at the age of 19. For so many years, he has sweated and shed blood for the New York Police Department. You, the New York Police Department, can't give me much. What's wrong with me earning some extra money on my own, and, these He did everything very covertly.

But just because he made a mistake once, beat him to death with a stick?

Why!
Hawke looked at the changing expression on John Hope's face, smiled, and said persistently: "Don't talk about the extra nonsense, you are not a good detective, and they will not think you are a good detective. Rather than continue to be humiliated by them, why not fight for yourself and for the future, 5000 million is a lot of money, what do you think?"

John Hope looked up at Hawk, who was bewitching him like a devil whispering, his eyes flickered rapidly, and the storm was colliding rapidly.

quite a while.

John Hope clenched his fist several times, and loosened it several times. In the end, he seemed to have made up his mind, and let out a heavy breath, as if he had exhausted all his strength: "How much can you give me?"

Hawke smiled.

Isn't that the way to go?

Hawke leaned back, leaning on the sofa, with a relaxed expression, seemingly unprepared, spread his hands, and looked at John Hope with a smile: "With a consensus, this is the basis of the conversation, but I am I won't give you money."

"what?"

John Hope's face changed suddenly.

MMP!

What do you mean, you still want me to help you for free?
Hawk looked at John Hope, who stood up from the sofa with a bang, smiled and said, "I mean, if I give you the money, then you are mine." It's wrong, it's not the basis for cooperation, we're supposed to be allies, Detective Hope, aren't we?"

John Hope felt as if he had been on a roller coaster.

but……

He loves to hear these words.

John Hope's eyes flickered, and he sat back on the sofa again.

Hawk chuckled: "Look, you also agree with the relationship between us, very well, the idea of ​​giving money, and disrespecting our relationship, we are allies, and there is no reason for anyone to give money to whom , isn't it?"

John Hope couldn't help but nodded.

Right.

They are a cooperative relationship and allies. Naturally, no one will give this money to anyone. Since they are allies, then this money should be split [-]-[-].

As John Hope thought about it, the expression on his face gradually relaxed.

Hawk saw John Hope's expression in his eyes.

heart……

Want to laugh!

money?
This shit is my hard-earned money. Except for his agent who can get a commission, Hawke will go crazy if anyone else wants to use his hard-earned money.

Again.

Now that they are allies, talking about money is commonplace.

But Hawke didn't say this. John Hope himself was wrong. That was John Hope's own problem and had nothing to do with him.

The topic had already been discussed, and John Hope, who felt that he would receive twenty-five million yuan, stopped carrying it.

"How do you want me to cooperate and take you into the police station?"

"Can you take me into the interrogation room?"

"……cannot!"

John Hope opened his mouth, shook his head and said, "Stacy, Beckett, and Hayes are very wary of me. After I joined the [-]th Division, I have always wanted to return to the field post, but several reports, was beaten back."

Hawke shrugged and said, "That's it. Besides, it's very difficult to take 5000 million away from the police station. Even with your cooperation, it will be very difficult. Don't even think about it."

John Hope frowned: "Then what do you want me to do?"

The corners of Hawk's mouth raised slightly, and he looked at John Hope.

"You don't need to do anything, or rather, you don't need to do anything."

"……I don't know."

"The [-]th can't keep Zach Steiner, that's for sure."

Hawke said very firmly: "In a few days, George Stacy and the others will definitely send Zach Steiny to prison, and this is our chance."

The last time Hawk entered the police station, he was a murderer. He waved his sleeves without taking a cloud.

But this time it was to save lives.

Difficulty is different.

It is easy to pretend to enter the New York Police Station to kill people, but it is quite difficult to rescue people from the inside of the police station with a higher security level.

Hawke has no intention of challenging the difficulty. Since there is an easier and easier way, why not use it.

This was the easiest way when George transported Zack Steiner to prison.

"But there is a problem here, which requires your cooperation, which is why I came to you."

"..."

John Hope heard this, thought for a while, and immediately understood what Hawke wanted him to do. He nodded and said, "You want me to confirm the route to transport Zach Stanislav?"

He is a black policeman, it is true, but even if he is a black policeman, not everyone can do it. At the very least, you have to be smart. Called by the Internal Affairs Department to drink coffee.

Hawk snapped his fingers, nodded and said, "Yes, it shouldn't be difficult for you to find out the real route George used to transport Zach Stanislav."

When the New York Police Department can't bear it and wants to send Zach Steiner to prison, George will definitely be suspicious, and he may set up many smoke bombs.

even……

Maybe, in order to prevent him from discussing in the past, George might reveal a fake route to him and make him work in vain.

Hawke doesn't have the ability to tell which route is the real route in a short period of time, and it doesn't work to install surveillance on George.

What if George's route is also false?
and so……

At this time, having an internal response is the most perfect.

Listening to Hawke's words, John Hope lowered his head, thinking seriously.

after awhile.

John Hope looked up again, looked at Hawke, nodded heavily and said, "I can do this."

Although the three serious crime detectives, Stacey, Beckett, and Hayes, were still wary of him since he came to the [-]th Precinct, it didn't mean that everyone was like this.

After all, from an official point of view, there was no evidence of him taking black money. In addition, when he was in the [-]th Precinct, he was always very generous, and the relationship with other police officers was still very good.

Transporting Zach Steiner is a big deal, and there is no way to complete it with just three police detectives. As long as other police officers are needed, John Hope can guarantee that he can get around from other police officers. I asked to find out which route is the real delivery route.

Seeing this, Hawk raised his eyebrows, said GOOD, turned his right hand, took out a piece of paper with a phone number on it, and handed it to John Hope: "This is my phone number."

John Hope also got up, took the paper, looked at the phone number on it, and then looked up.

what.

What about people?

Looking at the emptiness in front of him, John Hope blinked and shifted his eyes, and then saw Hawke who had walked to the door quietly.

Hawke waved his hand without looking back: "Call me if you have any news, good night, Detective Hope."

Done.

Hawk opened the door, then walked towards the vehicle parked on the side of the road.

Soon.

The engine started, carried Hawk, and left the block where Detective John Hope was located.

By the time Hawk returned home, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

When Hawke returned to the living room from the garage, he raised his eyebrows, looked at the packaging bags on the bar, sofa and coffee table, and said to Lorna who had just walked in from the yard wearing gloves: "You bought How many things?"

Lorna took off the gloves she was wearing when she was digging: "I count the few things I bought, and Zoe bought the most. Moreover, most of them are clothes I bought for you."

Hawk raised his eyebrows, thanked him, and then walked towards the bar.

Lorna blinked, trotted all the way, pulled out the high stool, sat on it, then looked at Hawk who turned to get the wine, and said in a low voice: "How about it, 5000 million, have you figured out how to get it, need my help?" What are you?"

Hawk took a sip of bourbon, his eyes lit up when he heard this, and he hummed.

"I do need your help."

"What's the matter, just tell me, I can do it!"

"Study hard and have a holiday right away. If you fail this time, don't even think about the holiday. I'll take you out to play."

"..."

(End of this chapter)