A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 181 I slept at your house last night (710, please subscribe!!)

Hawke stayed at Gwen's house for the night.

Of course.

Hawke slept in the guest room.

Even if he wanted to sleep with Gwen, Gwen also had this idea, and Helen would definitely not agree.

Uh……

At least not explicitly agreeing to this matter.

However, both Hawke and Gwen are well respected. Hawke needs someone to think about how to find this time's goal cross, Carlos Clos, tomorrow, so as to take away the bounty.

As for Gwen, Gwen thought about it, but Gwen is a smart girl who understands that what is easy to get is never cherished.

and so……

Hawke slept alone in the guest room at night. Of course, in the second half of the night, Gwen, who was scared because of this kind of thing, quietly ran to the guest room and slept with Hawke. Together.

Ok.

Just the kind that simply sleeps.

Because when Gwen sneaked in, Hawke was already asleep.

the next day.

When Hawke opened his eyes, Gwen, who sneaked in in the middle of the night and slept next to him, had slipped away again before he woke up.

Only the familiar fragrance from the pillow next to him made Hawke sure that he was not dreaming last night.

down the stairs.

Hawk greeted Helen who was already up and had already prepared breakfast.

"Good morning, Helen!"

"Good morning, Hawke, do you get up so early every day?"

"almost."

Hawke walked over, and naturally helped Helen bring out the prepared breakfast from the kitchen, and replied, "Lorna used to like to sleep in, so I got up early in the morning to make breakfast. I bought a car, so I need to take the bus in advance, otherwise I will be late."

Helen was slightly taken aback, and looked at Hawke who was saying this with a smile on his face: "At that time, it must have been very bitter."

Although Hawke said this with a smile, just relying on her own imagination, Helen can imagine how Hawke, who is both a brother and a father, faces the dangerous world by himself and at the same time leaves his younger sister Luo Na protected her so well.

The most important thing.

In such a process, Hawke has not surprisingly not grown crooked, which cannot be said to be very rare, it is simply unbelievable.

Wasn't Hawke himself a puberty?

Or……

In order to protect his younger sister, Hawke relied on his own willpower to successfully pass his adolescence perfectly?

As the wife of a New York police detective with a high sacrifice rate in New York City, over the years, Helen has seen how many children who lost their husbands and families went astray step by step after losing their father.

This is just the loss of his father, and Hawke has never had parents since he was a child.

Hawk shrugged: "It's okay. Although life was a bit sad at that time, I have a way of self-regulation, so I just take pleasure in suffering."

Hawke was talking about order-to-kill.

but……

Helen understood it in a different way, and looked at Hawk, but it was a little softer than before.

If Helen used to look at Hawke at the same level as looking at her three little ones, then now, it has surpassed the three little ones, almost the same as looking at her daughter Gwen.

at this time.

Stretching in her pajamas, Gwen walked down the stairs. After saying good morning, she looked at her mother and Hawke who were already in the dining room, and said with a smile, "What are you talking about?"

Hawke glanced at himself, then seemed a little guilty of Gwen, smiled, and said casually: "I was just going to tell Helen that the breakfast is so rich, it would be great if George was at home."

Helen smiled.

Gwen smiled at Hawke and said, "You care so much about my dad, maybe when you can go back, you can stop by the [-]th Branch and bring your dad breakfast."

Helen shook her head.

Hawk raised his eyebrows when Helen was about to speak, and looked at Gwen: "It seems to be okay."

Whoever said that George is not at home, he has no way to get the account number and password.

I can go directly to the [-]th Branch to find him, and go to George in the name of delivering Helen's love breakfast. George can't drive him out.

Gwen, you really are my goddess of luck.

Thinking about it carefully, if it wasn't for Gwen, he wouldn't have killed the butcher. If he hadn't killed the butcher, SHIELD wouldn't have rushed to give him money, and his ranking wouldn't have risen so quickly. to the Big Three.

and so……

Hawke's military medal for becoming one of the three giants of free killers is due to Gwen.

Uh……

60.00% credit to [-]!
Hawk can't wait to go up and hug Gwen for a kiss. If Helen wasn't around, Hawk would have already done so. Looking at Helen, he said, "Helen, I'll just go back and drop by later. I think George will like your breakfast Bar."

Helen didn't think about Hawke's thoughts, and thought that the four consecutive rooftop conversations had deepened the relationship between the future Weng and his son-in-law.

Just like George would often inadvertently ask Hawke if he would come to eat at home.

It is reasonable for Hawk to care about George.

And Helen was really worried that George, who was sleeping in the police station, might not be able to eat breakfast at home. Now that Hawke mentioned it, it was naturally impossible to say anything.

after an hour.

Hawke pulled Helen's love bento specially prepared for George, parked the car at the gate of the [-]th Branch, then looked up at the gate of the [-]th Branch, and walked in with a smile on his face.

"Hello."

It was the third time for Hawke to come here, and he walked to the front desk with ease, and explained his purpose to the beautiful policewoman sitting inside: "I'm here to find a serious case, Detective George Stacey .”

"Hawk?"

"Detective Beckett."

As soon as Hawke finished speaking, he heard a voice from the side. Following the direction of the voice, he looked at Beckett who seemed to have just come back from the outside and said hello: "Good morning."

Beckett looked at the lunch box in Hawke's hand.

Hawke smiled slightly, and lifted the love lunch box on his handle: "I'm here to give George the breakfast that Helen specially prepared for him."

"Helen?"

Beckett looked at Hawke suspiciously: "Why did you come here to deliver Helen's lunch box?"

Beckett is also very clear about Hawke's other identity.

At this time, at this point in time, Hawke suddenly appeared, and he even came to deliver lunch boxes, which seemed so abrupt no matter how you looked at it.

But Beckett's idea was quickly dismissed.

Hawke shrugged and said: "George didn't come home last night, Gwen was afraid, and the killer went back and forth, so I slept at home, and after breakfast today, I will send George a love breakfast by the way, by the way , You know, see how George is doing, so he can report to Helen, after all, if Helen asks, George will definitely say that he is great."

It turned out to be the case.

and many more.

Sleeping at George's last night?

hiss!
Beckett recognized the key words in this sentence, blinked his eyes, let out a sigh of relief, nodded, let Hawke go up with him, and at the same time thought about Hawke's help to their case yesterday , with the idea of ​​helping each other, he said to Hawke in the elevator: "I will see George then, and try not to mention that you slept at home last night."

"why?"

"I'm afraid George will chop you up."

"He can't beat me."

"..."

Beckett was stunned.

Oh yes.

If someone else said that, Beckett would think he was bragging, but Hawke, after thinking about it, Beckett seemed to be telling the truth.

George is really not sure, no, George will definitely not be able to beat Hawke. If the two fight, in terms of life and death, Beckett has no doubt that George will die in the end.

"and……"

Hawke smiled, and said to Beckett: "If I didn't say that I slept at home last night, if I came here at this time today, George would definitely feel that I am very strange. Didn't you also feel strange just now? I feel as if I came here specially, and I must be thinking about my other purpose."

When Beckett looked at her and said this, Hawke looked at her with clear eyes, laughed dryly twice, and waved his hands: "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

talking room.

The elevator door opened.

Seeing this, Beckett breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried out of the elevator. If the elevator didn't open, Beckett seriously doubted that she would say a dozen or so impossible words with different tones.

"You know George's office."

"know."

"Well, I won't take you there, anyway, it's not the first time you've come."

"Haha."

Hawke laughed when he heard this, but he didn't talk to him. Instead, he waved to Beckett who was rushing to the forensics department. Then, under the watchful eyes of a dozen police officers, he came to the door of George's office. He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

Yesterday he worked till night, went to bed very late, and just got up, George, who was packing his folding chair and blankets in the office, looked up at Hawke who walked in, and was slightly taken aback: "Hawk? Why are you here?"

Hawk walked in, put the love lunch box in his hand on George's desk, and then said to George: "Gwen asked me to bring you breakfast, Helen is right, you must I haven't eaten breakfast yet, and Gwen and I still have a bet."

George froze.

next second.

George returned to his senses, shook his head, looked at the love lunch box on the dining table, his first reaction was basically the same as Beckett's, and said to Hawke, "Why did you bring me my breakfast?" Yes, did you go to my house specially in the morning and bring it to me?"

Hawk shook his head.

"No."

"That……"

"I slept in your house last night."

"..."

(End of this chapter)