"Alright.""
Thank you.""
No, I don't quite understand, he finally agreed to add money.""
It's not about money.""
What's that?""
Credit
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If the employer cancels it, it has nothing to do with your credit. ”"It matters."
Hawke, who was sitting on a bench, wearing a police uniform, a hat and two small beards, took a sip of coffee on his hand, and said to Catherine on the other end of the phone with a serious and serious expression: "He can be unkind, but I can't be unjust." ”Catherine was silent.What is the ......
How does it sound weird.Hawke smiled faintly, and finally said: "Okay, I'll go and complete this order first, remember, tell me when the money arrives, the New York Police Department should go to find you." ”M..
Catherine came back to her senses: "Okay, you don't want to say, I don't ask, pay attention to your own safety, hang up." ”"Hmm."
The phone hangs up.Hawke stared at the few police cars rushing out of the parking lot of the police station opposite, put away his mobile phone expressionlessly, and took another sip of coffee in his cup.Coffee is really not as good as bourbon.But......
During work hours, drinking, some of them are not quite like words.Hawke glanced down at the coffee in his hand, shook his head, got up, threw the finished coffee cup into the trash can on the side, then pressed his hat, and then raised his foot and walked towards the New York Police Department 12 across the street.Fortunately, it's only a precinct, not the New York Police Department headquarters, otherwise, it would be a bit of trouble.Hawke thought to himself.Cancelling an order?
Scold.Is this something you can cancel if you say cancel?
The customer is God?
Nor can God do whatever He wants in front of me.Hard-earned money.Hard-earned money.Either your own sweat or other people's blood, this special talent is called hard-earned money, and the money that you get without sweating and without seeing blood can be called hard-earned money?
Cancel.Funny!
Although Hawk is also happy to ask this Alex Willenc to give double the price, what if the dog cheats and decides that this double money is not hard-earned money?
Money that is not hard-earned money, no matter how much, for Hawke, does not make sense.Hawke is not greedy, what if he loses a big one because of a small loss, he can have a stable income of 1.2 million hard-earned money, but what if he loses his money because he is greedy for comfort?
So......
I'm sorry.Hawke lifted his right foot, pressed the brim of his hat, stepped in, and stepped into the 21st Precinct of the New York Police Department in front of him.The basic structure of the 21st Precinct as it is now and the other New York Police Department's substations in New York City is much the same, with the first floor resembling a reception hall, the second floor is the Crime Unit office, the third floor is the Organized Crime Office, and the fourth and fifth floors are the so-called administrative offices.And Alex Villake's case is a serious case, so the interrogation room or something is naturally on the second floor."
Huh."
After Hawke walked into the elevator, a white Irish man in civilian clothes with his head down and a stack of materials first glanced at the second floor that had been lit up, and then at Hawke in the elevator: "New here?"
”Hawke said with a smile: "I came from the 32nd Bureau, I heard that there is a shortage of manpower here. ”The Irish-American detective is called Kevin Ryan, and he is the partner of Detective Kate Beckett of the Second Floor Crime Unit.Kevin Ryan listened to Hawke's calm words, nodded, then shook his head and reached out to Hawke: "Kevin Ryan, great work, man." ”Hawke glanced at the right hand handed over, and reached out to shake his hand without any surprise: "I hope to catch this guy sooner." ”Between words.The two shook hands.Kevin Ryan felt a little like sticky glue in his palms, and felt a little weird, and when he was about to think about it, he listened to Hawke's words, interrupted his thoughts, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you will definitely be able to catch this guy." ”After learning that there were prosecutors and detectives who had been offered a killer bounty, the entire New York police department became irritable.It's not.Not long ago, after George Stacy thought of a way to first talk to Alex Willenc as a snake, and then find a way to locate the guy who placed the order, the officers of other police stations in New York City volunteered to run to the 21st Precinct to support.This gave Hawke an opportunity.Otherwise, in normal times, the major sub-bureaus basically don't move, and any police officer with an unfamiliar face will be carefully checked.Where would it be as easy as today, change into a police uniform, and you can come to the serious crime team on the second floor in a grand manner.Soon.The second floor arrived.Kevin Ryan looked at the open elevator, and said to Hawke next to him without any suspicion: "Man, I'm busy first, thank you, if you have any help in the 21st Bureau in the future, you can find me." ”"Okay."
Hawke walked out of the elevator with a smile on his face, looked at Kevin Ryan, who waved away, and shouted Beckett to a woman in civilian clothes not far away, and then ran away, retracted his gaze, and after remembering the location of the signal that the other party told her when he was on the phone with Ekaterina just now, he walked straight towards the location of the interrogation room.Using the telephone to locate the signal is a double-edged sword.It's like an abyss.While you are staring into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you.The interrogation room and the detention room are in the same corridor, and when you turn right through the hall on the second floor, you can see the corridor separated by iron railings.And on the other side of the iron railing, a uniformed police officer was sitting in a chair.The uniformed police officer looked at the uniformed police officer who had just changed shifts from not far away and nodded past him, while raising his head and smiling and stretching out his hand to greet him, in the instinct and the same uniform, without any vigilance, he got up, and greeted Hawke with a smile: "Man, do ......"
The words did not fall.Boom.The uniformed police officer only felt a flower in front of him, and then, his neck hurt, and then, his consciousness was instantly emptied.The next second.Hawke smiled as if he had seen an old friend, hugged the uniformed police officer who had fainted by his injection, and then shook his right hand, removed the key from the uniform officer's waist, and then turned his head to look behind him, and quickly rearranged the uniformed police officer who had fainted on the seat.Not much.Hawke looked at the uniformed police officer in front of him, with his head down, supporting his chin with his hands, as if he was napping, and nodded secretly.He's a killer, but he never kills anyone outside of his target.One word.No one can prostitute his labor in vain.The next second.Hawk glanced at the time on his watch, set the time to a ten-minute countdown, and then opened the bars and walked in.Tick it up.On the watch, the 10-minute countdown officially begins
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