A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 139 The same treatment as the US team (please subscribe!!)

"Number 37, vanilla latte!"

"mine."

Hawke, who was sitting in an open-air cafe on Illidan Avenue, raised his eyebrows, looked at the waiter who came out, and waved: "This way."

The waiter brought the coffee on the plate to Hawke: "Sir, your coffee."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Hawke took a sip of his coffee, leaned back on the seat, and looked at the road. There were more and more people who, like him, were busy with their lives.

On the opposite side of an abandoned building, a car drove up. After the car left, seven or eight decoration workers who looked like renovations walked into the building carrying large bags.

Hawke watched the scene with his sunglasses on.

ear...

Ekaterina's voice was heard.

"It's from the Irish gang."

Ekaterina, who was wearing pajamas and hadn't gotten up from the bed, looked at the picture of seven or eight decoration workers entering the building displayed on the computer screen in her arms, and finally looked at the matching names found on the computer screen software, and Hawke said: "The man in the lead has a backpack that looks like a rocket launcher."

Hawke sipped the coffee in his cup, did not speak, but looked up at an apartment a hundred yards away.

On the eighth floor of that apartment, in the apartment whose windows were close to Illidan Avenue, an imperceptible light flashed past.

"Sniper rifle."

"Ah."

Hawk nodded calmly: "Since I sat here, there have been at least seven or eight members from different organizations and several killers from different organizations mixed in on Illidan Avenue."

Ekaterina crossed her arms and looked at the satellite map of New York City that was being launched online through the Cypher organization on another computer next to her: "If the other party does not use a helicopter to escort, Illidan Avenue is the best place to go." Here comes the best ambush position."

Hofton Avenue is too close to [-]th Precinct.

Seventh Street is pure highway again.

Therefore, in the middle, Illidan Avenue with tall buildings and mansions is the best choice.

"Are you still moving?"

"Rest awhile."

Hawke listened to Ekaterina's urging, with a calm expression: "I just sat down after solving three killers who insisted on coming over to give away their heads. Can't you let me rest for a while?"

Ekaterina shrugged and said, "Whatever."

Hawke chuckled, his eyes flickering slightly.

"I seriously doubt George did it on purpose."

"what?"

"George didn't tell me today's escort route out of kindness at all, but he knew it, and I would definitely know it, so he told me in advance."

"not understand."

"The Department of Homeland Security who re-entered the bureau is coming for me. If I don't show up, the meaning of their coming is meaningless. Therefore, even if George doesn't tell me the escort route today, the Department of Homeland Security will find a way to let me know of."

"You're saying that the insider who passed the information out of the NYPD is someone from the Department of Homeland Security?"

"It's possible."

Hawke originally thought that he was the only one who knew the correct escort route. As a result, when he arrived at Illidan Avenue, he found that killers had already entered the arena. Originally, Hawke thought that these three killers were just a coincidence Forget it, in the end, after he finished taking care of the three killers, he just sat down in this coffee shop, and found that one organization after another began to line up to enter the position that he seemed to have chosen.

Obviously, not only he received the news in advance, but these people also received the news.

Hawke asked Ekaterina and found that not long ago, around 05:30, a piece of news appeared on the black market.

The content of the news came from within the New York Police Department, and it is the road map for escorting 5000 million people to Rikers Island Prison today.

"However, if the target of the Department of Homeland Security is you from the beginning to the end, why should you sell this information on the black market? It shouldn't be accurate... Wait."

"what happened?"

Ekaterina raised her eyebrows, read an email from the reading office, and said: "At five fifty, one of my girls received an anonymous call, and the content of the call was about this march. route."

Hawk raised an eyebrow.

"You mean..."

When Hawke heard this sentence, his thoughts turned rapidly: "Is this news deliberately released by the Department of Homeland Security?"

Ekaterina nodded and said, "Other than that, there is no other explanation."

She is in the business of information trading, and when people ask her to buy information, she needs to pay for it, but in the same way, she needs to pay the informant a sum of information fee at the worst when she buys information.

These days, apart from his own family, who can do good deeds for free.

"The information on the black market?"

"This should have been sold inside the NYPD."

"..."

Hawke took a breath: "Good guy, this is hidden deep enough. If you don't say it, I'm afraid I think the Department of Homeland Security puts information on the black market to prevent me from becoming vigilant."

think about it.

If Hawke didn't know about this at the beginning, and didn't get any information from the future father-in-law, knowing the information from an anonymous phone call, and knowing the information from the black market, there will be two results.

The former will make Hawke vigilant, as the saying goes, there is no such thing as a free lunch, and the free one will always be the most expensive.

But if you know the information from the black market, that's another matter. The information that everyone knows is not called intelligence, but news.

If Ekaterina didn't talk about this matter, he would think that the Homeland Security Agency deliberately threw information into the black market in order to allow him to appear in their trap.

But now it seems?
Hawk shook his head: "It seems that the IQ of the Department of Homeland Security is also average, as stupid as the S.H.I.E.L.D. that tried to catch me last time."

S.H.I.E.L.D. knew that he was a killer, so they used money to seduce him, insisting on confronting his own weaknesses with his expertise. As a result, they not only gave Hawk a large sum of money for nothing, but also lost a lot of money. general.

The DHS this time?

Hawke shook his head for a while. If George hadn't told him, he seriously doubted that the Homeland Security Agency this time was faked by S.H.I.E.L.D.

Although the angle of being stupid is different, it is still the same stupid,

and……

If the Department of Homeland Security this time is faked by S.H.I.E.L.D., then the person leading the team should be the same person. If nothing else, it should be that Phil Coulson.

After all, he was able to use white to black, and how high his IQ could be. To be so stupid twice in a row, there would be no one else except Coulson.

Phil Coulson, who was waiting, sneezed suddenly and continuously!
"Ah, ah, ah, ah!"

"God bless you!"

"God bless you."

George and Beckett, who were standing nearby, looked at Phil Coulson, who was sneezing, and sent their blessings in unison.

Coulson rubbed his nose and took a few breaths in a row.

Breathing is normal.

Strange, I didn't catch a cold today, how could I suddenly sneeze?

Coulson thought so.

at this time.

Accompanied by the sound of heavy anklets, followed by the 5000 million Zach Steiner wearing an orange uniform, handcuffs on his hands, and anklets on the left and right of Kevin and Esposito Escorted by him, he appeared at the end of the corridor and slowly walked towards the three of George who were waiting.

Walking in the middle, Zach Steiner, who was also fully armed, had his hands and feet bound, but with his head held high, he didn't look like a criminal at all, and he still had a confident smile on his face.

Under the reward, there must be a brave man!

Anyway, after paying the taxes, he had already discounted all the assets of the Stani family and remitted them to his overseas bank account immediately.

As long as he gets out of trouble this time, what can he do if he leaves the Federation? With so much inheritance, no matter where he goes, he can guarantee that his quality of life will not decline.

and so……

For Zach Steiner, wherever he goes, it is heaven, so why should he feel wronged and go to jail.

After Ge Ge escaped from the federation, he could just find a country that does not have an extradition treaty with the federation.

Zach Steiner's preferred target is the East Country.

"Detective Stacey."

Zach Steiny walked up to the three of George, smiled confidently, and said to George: "I don't know if today is over, when will we meet next time, will it be in hell? ?”

George smiled slightly: "Maybe, but today, the person escorting you is not me, but someone from the Department of Homeland Security."

Zach Stein was taken aback for a moment.

George looked at Coulson next to him: "I gave it to you."

"what?"

Zach Steiny followed George's gaze, exposed to the somewhat bald Coulson beside him, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Coulson smiled: "The one who sent you to prison."

talking room.

Two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, Jim and Myron, took out a pair of handcuffs and anklets that looked brand new but of extraordinary quality from the opened box, and walked to Zach Steiner.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Zach Steiny struggled, looked at the handcuffs and anklets that were put on again, but they obviously felt different, and with a swish, he looked up at Coulson: "What are these?"

Coulson smiled again: "Handcuffs and anklets, what's the problem?"

These are indeed handcuffs and anklets.

If there is any difference, it is that the material of this pair of handcuffs and anklets is different from that of ordinary handcuffs and anklets.

This pair of handcuffs and anklets are made of a very strange metal. While the texture is hard, it can ensure that if there is no key to open it, even if it is pulled by a powerful truck, it will not be broken. Handcuffs and anklets.

The metal used to forge these handcuffs and anklets has a nice name.

Vibrant gold!

Indestructible vibranium!
……

(End of this chapter)