A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 232 Hawke's one-stop service (please subscribe!!)

In fact.

That's the truth.

It was true that the repairman cut off the repairman's tongue, and then the repairman gouged out the repairman's kneecap.

Ok.

Hawk also knows that this sounds unbelievable, but it is indeed the case.

George is obviously unwilling to accept this fact.

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"of course not."

Hawke looked at George with a feeling of being wronged: "This may sound unbelievable, but I can swear, any oath, I can guarantee that what I said is true, it is true that he dug out his tongue and kneecaps."

George looked at the convincing Hawke, whose face was full of unbelievable but true facts, frowned, and looked at the repairman lying on the ground with a distorted expression of pain.

Own……

Cut off his own tongue, then gouged out his own kneecap?

George doesn't know the repairman, but after several months, George said that he still knows Hawke, especially in terms of Hawke's answering questions.

If Hawke hadn't done it, Hawke would have simply said no.

But if this matter was done by Hawke, then don’t expect Hawke to give you an accurate answer, he will definitely answer you, do you have any evidence for the rhetorical question.

and so……

Is it really so?

George raised his eyebrows again.

at this time.

George returned to his senses and looked at the two pages that Hawke suddenly handed to him: "What is this?"

Hawke smiled and said, "His confession."

George took the paper from Hawke and looked at it intently.

into the eye.

Time, place, people, everything.

quantity……

Two full pages.

Moreover, among them, George even saw several cases where he had an impression, but the murderer was never found, and the names of the victims were dusted.

after awhile.

"hiss."

George closed the paper, took a breath, glanced at the repairman on the floor, then looked at the materials in his hand, and then looked at Hawke: "Are you sure, he wrote these too?"

Hawke snapped his fingers again, took out a mobile phone from his pocket, and handed it to George: "Okay, I'll give you a full set of evidence, take a look."

George took the phone and looked at the only video file inside.

Click to open.

"My name is Sam Dorn, or you can call me a repairman. I belong to the Destiny Killer organization, and I am called the Destiny Agent..."

in the video.

The repairman told the camera his name, his code name, and his own organization, and then, one after another, he began to tell the names of the targets he had killed over the years, as recorded on the paper, from time to time, From the location to the target name, it can be perfectly matched.

At the end.

The repairman took a deep breath and said to the camera: "I know that I have committed a lot of crimes, including my fellow butchers, pharmacists, and our boss, Sloan, who is the culprit of all this, so I will Cutting out my own tongue and gouging out my kneecaps as my punishment for myself, I am deeply sorry for my many years of crimes, and as a human being I do not deserve it."

Video content ends here.

Although George couldn't believe it, he still looked at the lying on the floor in shock, and suddenly became excited, as if to say, yes, this is the repairman I confessed to.

Hawke smiled: "How about it, I didn't let you come here for nothing, are these evidences solid enough?"

George nodded.

The evidence is enough.

There is no evidence like a prisoner's confession, and there is this piece of paper written by him himself. There is no need to take it back to the police station for interrogation, and it can be directly handed over to the local prosecutor for prosecution.

only……

George looked up, looked at the smiling Hawke, and narrowed his eyes. Although he had no evidence, he said with certainty, "Although I don't know what you're playing, I'm sure, you have something to hide from me." , Hawke."

Hawke smiled: "Why did the topic extend to this all of a sudden? You want criminal evidence. Hey, I'll give you the evidence, even the prisoner. Moreover, I'll give you two tomorrow."

Have a look.

The service I give you is one-stop.

Look around, not to mention the New York Police Department, there are police detectives all over the world, you look for it, there is a police detective who can enjoy the treatment like you.

Criminals come to the door automatically, confession, video confession video, everything is available.

This is great luck.

You have to be thankful, George!
George raised his eyebrows.

He raised his eyebrows not because Hawk said he was giving him two killers tomorrow, but because Hawk didn't answer his question directly.

This also means...

"You really have something to hide from me."

"Hey!"

Hawk pressed his eyebrows and sighed.

"George, do you know that sometimes too much curiosity is not a good thing?"

"I'm a police detective and I'm curious about anything I don't know."

"That's why your NYPD has the highest death rate."

"What did you say?"

"……nothing."

Hawke waved his hand, looked at George who was still looking at him with a pair of police detective eyes, and shook his head speechlessly: "You catch your prisoner, and I will do my thing, didn't we cooperate very well before? , George?"

The repairman who was lying on the ground, who was already in so much pain that he couldn't feel the pain, couldn't help shrinking his red eyes when he heard this sentence.

Cooperation?

No wonder.

King was wanted by the New York Police Department and so many law enforcement agencies before, but he was able to escape every time without even leaving a trace.

It turned out to be the case.

George didn't speak, but continued to look at Hawk with a pair of detective eyes.

Hawk was completely helpless, sighed, and raised his hands: "Okay, I can guarantee that what I am going to do will not kill anyone, it is not related to the killer, so you are satisfied now. "

Then George withdrew the detective's eyes and looked at Hawke: "Since you are already an undercover agent, then stop doing anything other than undercover. This is for your own good."

Hawke understands George's voice-over.

I can recognize it by holding my nose, whether it is King or K2, they are all undercover agents of my New York Police Department.

but……

So far.

I can forget about the past, but since you have washed your identity, you should cherish your identity and stop being a killer.

It's not just for Hawke.

But for daughter Gwen.

Again.

For the sake of his daughter Gwen, as long as Gwen is happy, George can temporarily give up the principles he has always adhered to.

Hawk smiled, looked at the time on his watch, pointed to the repairman on the floor, and looked at George: "So, this man is in your hands, watch him, he won't show up before Monday. "

George was expressionless: "I know how to do it."

Hawk nodded, said goodbye to George directly, then turned and left.

soon.

George heard the sound of Hawke's Audi A8 engine roaring away from outside.

After about 10 minutes.

An unremarkable Chevrolet car stopped at the spot Hawk had just left. After Beckett, Ryan, and Esposito got out of the car, they quickly walked towards the house where George was.

Open the door.

With his right hand on his waist, Beckett looked at George who was standing in the living room intact, heaved a sigh of relief, pressed the safety on the holster tightly, and walked towards George.

Kevin and Esposito, who walked in behind, also put their guns away.

"George."

Beckett walked to George's side, greeted him, and then his eyes fell on the floor. The picture was bloody, but it was far less bloody than Coulson's bloody repairman: "Water..."

George seemed to realize what Beckett wanted to say, and directly handed the mobile phone that Hawke had just handed in as evidence to Beckett: "It wasn't Hawke who did it."

I haven't said yet.

Beckett opened his mouth and saw that George, who was just guarding the cub before she said anything, took the phone and opened the video file on the phone.

Kevin and Esposito also leaned over.

soon.

After watching the video content, Beckett looked at the repairman on the floor who was shaking violently when he heard the sound of the video again, clicked his tongue twice, and looked at George curiously: "Do you have such courage?"

Cut off his tongue by himself, and then dug out his kneecap alive?
Githus.

How painful this must be.

This video file is probably forged.

Beckett made his own judgment subconsciously.

but……

George shook his head again: "No, this time I believe Hawke."

Beckett looked at George curiously.

"reason?"

"He denied that he didn't do it, and he also clearly confirmed that this guy did it himself."

"……All right."

Beckett nodded when he heard the reason given by George: "Then this should be true."

After all, Beckett also knew Hawke's art of answering.

When it wasn't, Hawke was straightforward.

If Hawke changes the subject or says you have no evidence, then you need to be careful, because, if Hawke said so, if there is no accident, it was Hawke who did it.

talking.

Beckett once again looked at the repairman on the floor, feeling both shock and admiration.

It's a wolf.

How did it work out?

Beckett thought so.

George put away the phone and the repairman's confession, and said to Esposito, "Call."

Esposito nodded. "New Amsterdam Hospital?"

George looked at Esposito: "No, don't call the hospital, call Dr. Morgan, he can't go to the hospital right now, at least not until next Monday, we must protect Hawk, in case the killer organization knows their people If you are arrested, you will definitely suspect Hawke."

Beckett said beside him: "George is right. It's not time to close the network yet. Call Dr. Morgan. His office has just moved, and there are few people going there, so it can be temporarily placed."

Esposito nodded, took out the phone from his pocket, and called the Morgan forensic doctor who had just moved from the first floor to an office with a sun room!
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(End of this chapter)