A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 183 The temptation of 500 million (9 10, please subscribe!!)

Destiny Killer Organization.

500 million rewards.

cross.

Hawke who came over to bring him breakfast?

The more George thought about it, the more he felt that there was a thread connecting all of this to him. After the elevator door opened, he walked towards his office door with a blank expression on his face.

"call!"

George quickly came to the door of his office, stopped, took a deep breath, and then pushed open the door of his office: "Boom!"

Hawke, who was sitting on the sofa with a copy of Playboy magazine in his hand, looked up, looked at George who opened the door in surprise, blinked, gestured to the Playboy magazine in his hand and said: "Helen Know you watch this?"

Good guy.

Hawke just found this magazine from under the sofa. Unexpectedly, George still likes to read it.

George looked at the Playboy magazine in Hawke's hands and fell silent.

next second.

George quickly walked up to Hawke, grabbed the magazine, pulled it over, and threw it directly into the trash can at the door without looking at it. Then, he seemed to think of something, and did two steps in three steps. He came to his computer step by step, glanced at the smiling Hawke on the sofa, and then looked down at his computer.

"Detective Beckett."

Seeing this, Hawke looked at Beckett who came in with him with a curious expression on his face, and asked tentatively, "George, what's the matter?"

Beckett shrugged and looked at Hawke: "We know why you came here."

Hawke blinked with a surprised expression on his face.

"I?"

"Yes."

"I'm here to deliver breakfast."

"Not only that, Hawk, we've heard about the 500 million."

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

Hawke didn't even think about it, he just spread his hands with an innocent expression: "What 500 million, where is 500 million?"

Beckett smiled slightly, but did not speak.

Don't know why.

Beckett also began to miss the first time a little bit, because, nowadays, Hawke doesn’t act at all, even though he said so, but the movements, but the expressions, from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside , are filled with a sentence.

Yes, I came here just for 500 million.

at this time.

George looked up from his computer desk, and with a swish, he looked at Hawke: "You used my account to retrieve a piece of information, who's it."

Hey, didn't I delete all the records?
Hawke was a little curious when he heard this sentence, blinked and looked at George with innocent eyes.

"Joe..."

"You can delete the data on the surface, but you can't delete my account retrieval records."

"..."

I'm not an IT man, I don't know, but I will know next time.

Hawk shook his head and looked at George: "I don't know what you're talking about at all."

Done.

Hawk walked over to George's desk, looked at the breakfast that had eaten two-thirds and left one-third unfinished, and repacked it for him: "I don't think you can finish it, forget it , Don’t eat, I’m leaving first.”

George watched Hawke pack up and prepare to leave with a guilty conscience, and took a deep breath: "So, what you said on the rooftop last night was all false?"

What a good news for me.

What King is going to retire.

This is all bullshit?

George felt that his feelings had been cheated a ton.

and……

And it's the same person.

Hawk heard this sentence and looked at George with a serious expression: "No, what I said is true, George, King is really going to retire. This sentence is 100% credible."

King is just a name, just a code name.

I said that King was going to retire, but I didn't say that Hawke was going to retire too. You misunderstood, this has nothing to do with me.

"Then whose information did you retrieve?"

"Uh……"

Hawke raised his chin slightly and thought about it.

George narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Hawke who seemed to be organizing his words and was about to deceive him, and said directly in a deep voice: "Is there any information about the cross?"

Hawk raised his eyebrows and looked at George.

Huh.

I really know.

sure.

"What are you going to do?"

"Don't do it."

"Ok?"

"real."

Hawke put the lunch box back into the handbag, looked at George with a serious face: "I just felt bored, and I didn't know when you would come back, so I played with your computer, I assure you, King, really retired."

When he said this, the sincerity on Hawke's face was [-]% reliable and believable.

Done.

Hawke said goodbye to George directly, carried the lunch box, and walked towards the door. When passing by Beckett, he also greeted Beckett, then opened the door, and left George's office without turning his head. He walked back towards the elevator entrance.

George walked to the door of his office, and looked blankly at Hawk who walked into the elevator.

Hawk walked into the elevator, pressed the button on the first floor, turned around, looked at George who was watching him at the office door, and waved again with a smile.

The elevator closes.

George looked away from the closed elevator.

Beckett was thinking about what he just said, and looked at George curiously: "Hoke just said that King has retired, what does that mean?"

George looked at Beckett, and instead of answering the question, he snorted and said, "Do you believe this sentence?"

Beckett shook his head.

She doesn't believe it.

"I don't believe it either!" George returned to his computer desk, looked at a search record left in his account that required his password to delete, clicked on the desk, got up, and walked outside again , and said to Beckett: "Go to Wesley Cross first, and ask someone from the technical department to come up and see if you can find the retrieved records."

Beckett nodded.

"Buzz!"

After leaving the police station building of the 8th Precinct, Hawke got on his Audi A[-], ignited the ignition, and drove towards his known destination while calling Ekaterina: "Hello."

As always, Ekaterina, who stayed in the old local bar that only entertained members, listened to the voice from the phone: "Have you found it?"

"Well, I found an apartment under his wife's name."

"You think he's still hiding out in New York City?"

"I don't think so, but definitely!"

Hawke said so, and then asked: "Has the registration of K2's information been completed?"

K2.

The second King.

King II.

You can call it whatever you want.

"nailed it."

Yekaterina yawned and said: "I found someone to go through the express channel, and it was settled last night. The K2 Continental Hotel membership card should still be sent to me? You didn't give me the signature, I used it." It’s Hawk Shaw’s name, it doesn’t matter.”

Hawk smiled: "It's okay, it's just a name."

The Continental Hotel, a distribution center for killers in Manhattan, Hawke went to very few times. The Continental Hotel has many rules, and he has a bad temper.

In case the temper comes up at that time, it is estimated that we really need to see whether it is the rules of the Continental Hotel or his temper.

talking room.

Hawk slowly slowed down the speed of the car, parked the car slowly on the side of the road, looked through the windshield, and looked at an apartment building across the block.

He did not find Carlos Clos's information in the New York Police Department's system.

To be precise.

He found the information on Carlos Clos, but in the files of the police station, Carlos Clos was already dead, more than [-] years ago.

but……

Hawke had no intention of looking for information on Carlos Clos at all. After all, how could an old killer find it in such a simple way.

But his son, Wesley Close, was different.

Although the cross is a killer, he is a killer with faith, and a killer with faith must also be a man with a sense of responsibility.

The most important thing.

The skin color of the cross is not black.

So Wesley Cross is not the kind of orphan who doesn't know the names of his parents, he can only be said to be an orphan with both parents dead.

Even, Wesley Cross still has an inheritance, unlike Hawke, who didn't have anything at the beginning, and he had to work hard for everything he wanted.

So Hawke inquired about Wesley Cross' information, and then, followed the clues, found his mother's information, and then inquired about the powerful police system, and easily found a building registered under his mother's name. The apartment is gone.

close the door.

Wear sunglasses.

Hawke put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the apartment across the road with a normal expression. After the elevator stopped on the sixth floor, Hawke walked out of the elevator with his head down and walked straight towards the corner near the far end of the corridor on the right. apartment building.

"Dong dong!"

"..."

Hawke waited at the door for a while, looked around, took out two steel needles from his pocket with his right hand, put them into the keyhole, and fiddled with them: "Crack!"

The door opens.

Hawk gently pushed the door with his right hand, his eyes drooped, and he fell behind the door.

If you don't pay attention, it is easy to be ignored. If you push open the door rashly, the steel wire connected to the explosives on both sides will activate the explosives after touching the steel wire, and then let the intruder follow the apartment. Blast into the sky.

Hawke thought for a while, and didn't move this thing. Instead, he observed the furnishings and layout of the house through the open door. When his eyes fell on the desk scattered with bullets, he directly withdrew his eyes. He closed the door again, thought for a while, turned around, took out a thing that looked like a gun nail from his pocket, and hit it on the opposite wall.

Take out the phone.

"Are you online?"

"OK."

"Tell me something."

Ekaterina looked at Hawk standing at the door of the apartment on the screen, nodded and said: "Don't worry, this is the latest monitor produced by the CIA. As long as he appears, I can immediately ..."

Not finished.

boom!
……

(End of this chapter)