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It's always exciting to reunite with old friends, let alone comrades who can survive their lives.

Although McGarrett really wanted to bring his comrades out of the interrogation room right away—in fact, he could do this with complete immunity, but the case was still handled, and appearances had to be made.

As for the murder, McGarrett didn't think that his comrades would leave any traces after killing.

Not to mention, Grace would never do such a thing.

So, once Grace's alibi was confirmed, McGarrett took her out immediately.

"Oh, thank you, you are very kind."

Grace took the rucksack thrown by McGarrett, which contained some of her clothes.

Seriously, she doesn't want to wander around in a bikini anymore either.

She neatly put on a T-shirt and hot pants, grabbed the messy hair, combed it into a ponytail.

Grace looked sharper and more powerful now.

"This is really... a different Grace." Danny couldn't help but muttered in a low voice.

It's not his fault, whoever called his cute and cute daughter under the age of ten is also called this name.

And his lovely daughter will never become like this.

Absolutely not, he doesn't allow it.

"Huh?" Grace looked over suspiciously.

"Oh, his daughter's name is also Grace." McGarrett explained immediately.

Danny pulled the corner of his mouth hard, not knowing what to answer.

"Really? What a coincidence," Grace smiled. "If I get a chance to meet her, I can teach her self-defense."

oh?Self-defense?

You mean those underwater demolition training programs for the Navy SEALs?

No no no, his daughter doesn't need any of that.

No need.

Danny complained frantically in his heart, with a polite smile on his face.

"Thanks, but I think she... Um... She might like cheerleading projects or something more." The severely daughter-controlling Danny declined.

McGarrett looked at his partner in disbelief: "Hey, buddy, this is Mooney, and it won't hurt her to teach Grace."

Danny finally couldn't bear it any longer. He whispered quickly, "Impossible, I will never let Grace become someone like you."

"Besides, what you seals teach can be called self-defense? Huh?"

"I don't want to see my daughter hang people on the roof or throw them into a cage to feed sharks or take out a grenade from nowhere and blow up other people's doors!"

Danny continued without taking a breath, it was obvious that he was almost driven crazy by his partner's violent style.

"Oh...cough, sorry, I didn't mean to..." After he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong, and apologized to Grace awkwardly.

Grace laughed again. She didn't care about Danny's faux pas, as silly dad always did.

"It's okay, but what you said..." She looked up at the comrades beside her.

"Good job, Steve."

She bumped fists with her long-lost comrade-in-arms, and seemed very satisfied with his comrade-in-arms' mobility.

Danny tried hard not to look so devastated on his face.

Seals were all alike, he should have known.

"So, what happened to the woman who died in my room?" Grace brought the topic back.

You know, everything is fine until she goes surfing in the morning.

Since Grace can also be called a half-victim, McGarrett shared the current progress of the investigation with Grace indifferently.

This undoubtedly got Danny a dissatisfied stare, but no matter how much he stared at his free-wheeling partner, he would always look like this.

They also had to ask Grace some questions to understand the situation.

The specific time of death of the victim Maggie was 6 o'clock this morning, and Grace was already on the beach at that time.

It can be seen from this that it is impossible for Grace to kill.

After preliminary investigation, Maggie is from Chicago, not a native of Hawaii.

She seemed to have arrived in a hurry. She suddenly quit her apartment in Chicago and bought a plane ticket to Hawaii that day.

Combined with the way she was killed, it's not so much a trip to Hawaii as a...

"Escape?" Grace raised her eyebrows.

"We think she did something she shouldn't have done, and was targeted by someone," McGarrett continued.

Grace nodded irrefutably, after all, Chicago is not a peaceful place.

There are gangsters everywhere.

Grace narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Steve, don't you mind if I get involved?"

It's not that she is so enthusiastic, but throwing the corpse into her room...

Really upset.

Of course, McGarrett would not mind joining a strong player, so he readily agreed.

And Danny couldn't help sighing beside him, and felt a faint headache.

Two seals...

He was really worried that he would be killed unknowingly!

*****

H50 has always been known for its speed in solving crimes.

In just a few hours, they had identified the criminal.

Their guess was not wrong, Maggie was indeed being targeted by gangsters.

And Maggie Tennyson wasn't 'Maggie Tennyson' either, her real name was Michelle Babbitt.

She was a thief, and a clever thief.

And it was obvious that she stole from someone who shouldn't have stolen it this time, and brought herself a fatal disaster.

Maggie, no, Michelle might have escaped during the interrogation, the security door of the hotel is simply a piece of cake for her.

But he didn't expect to be discovered immediately after hiding in Grace's room.

And H50 did find out that Michelle used another pseudonym to book a room in the same hotel.

Pseudonym after pseudonym, Michelle obviously knew that she had gotten into trouble, but she still couldn't escape being hunted down.

The two gang members who killed people also knew that it was not appropriate to stay for a long time, so they bought air tickets and planned to leave Hawaii immediately.

H50 immediately blocked the airport and delayed the flight.

McGarrett stood in the hall full of complaints, observing the surroundings without showing any signs.

"What's going on?" He tapped the headset and asked.

"No abnormality." Several voices answered one after another, all from his team members.

Grace stood a few meters away from him.

Grace looked up at the boarding notice board. The flight that the two gang members were going to take showed that the flight was delayed by an hour.

Presumably they will be very impatient, and will be far beyond ordinary people's impatience, but they can't show it.

It was quite a depressing feeling.

She lowered her eyes slightly, turned around, and scanned the entire boarding hall.

The hall was full of people coming and going, but not many seemed eager.

Although a flight has just been postponed, flight delays are a very common thing. Unless there are repeated delays, there are not a few passengers who can wait patiently.

Grace suddenly noticed two tall men in the corner talking to a couple.

The couple were a little embarrassed on the face, but it was probably because the man they were talking to was too tall, so they felt a little scared.

The two men were dressed in Hawaiian vacation clothes, colorful, even wearing garlands, and hats on their heads. They seemed to be no different from ordinary tourists.

Others may think that these two people just look scary.

From such a long distance, ordinary people can't see what they look like, but Grace's eyesight is far beyond ordinary people.

She has confirmed that these two men are the ones they are looking for.

"Steve, at your nine o'clock direction, there are two men who are talking to a couple." Grace reminded McGarrett in a low voice, and she had already started walking towards the two men.

The people with the H50 on the headset responded a series of times, and they were all heading here.

Grace's pace was normal, her expression was flat, and she approached there without any abnormality, just like any passenger in the hall.

On the other side, McGarrett and his partner had already reached the suspect's side and raised the gun.

"H50, put down your weapon!"

All of a sudden, there was chaos in the hall, and Grace could only hear people screaming and fleeing.

The two men obviously had no intention of arresting them without a fight. One shot indiscriminately in McGarrett's direction, and the other hijacked the woman standing next to him.

The wife screamed in fear, and the husband tried to rush to save his wife, but was stopped by the man's roar.

"Whoever gets close to me will kill this woman—"

Accompanied by a heavy thud, his words stopped abruptly, like a radio that suddenly lost its power, and the sound went out in an instant.

His companion felt something cold and hard on the back of his head, and the sound of being loaded.

The wife fell to the ground, quickly got up and ran to her husband, almost falling.

"I said, at least pay attention to the back."

Grace showed a regretful smile, with a hint of sarcasm in her emerald pupils.

The man who was punched to the ground by her looked pained, but he was still struggling to grab her feet.

She frowned slightly, raised her foot and stepped on it hard.

"Ah———————————!" It was a scream.

The men of H50 couldn't help shaking.

Where did she step on it just now?

The author has something to say: As a qualified seal, Grace is still so ruthless today (x