“…… What?
”"You're Kg."
George's expression was very serious, and he didn't see the slightest joke, and even, even his tone was very serious, full of certainty, with a look of 'I've seen through', looking at Hawk in front of him.This is not something that George has no purpose.In fact......
All right.Fifty percent of this statement is intimidating, but another 50 percent is reasonable speculation and suspicion.Again, that's the same sentence.George Stacy is a veteran police detective who has been in the police for many years, has rich experience in criminal investigation, and has dealt with countless criminal personnel.Although at the time of the meal, George did not find any hint of Hawke's lying or deliberately avoiding the topic from Hawke's answer.But, there's no denying that from the dining table to the parking lot, there's always a word hanging over Hawke.Coincidental.Hawke and Lorna were written as siblings when they were re-entered into the file by a careless staff member due to a fire in the archives.There are also various accidents that occur during the frequent moving period from the age of six to the age of fifteen.For example, I encountered a trafficker, and then jumped out of the car and fled.And also......
At the dinner table, Hawke talks about why he went to Aldi in Jersey City, and although the reason is good and Gwen can testify, it is also a coincidence.The most important point.At that time, Bob Hayes went to pick up Jill, and Hawke was also by his side, and after Bob picked up Jill and Gwen, Hawke's car was stolen by Kg, and then coincidentally, just when the butcher was about to fire, Kg appeared.It's okay to have one coincidence, but there are too many coincidences.As a veteran police detective, George Stacy keenly captures something when she hears Gwen jokingly talk about the joke between Jill and her.But there's still a lot to come.That's why George rushed ahead of Gwen just now and said he was sending Hawke to the parking lot.In fact, if Hawke had actually been driving, he would have asked Hawke to get out of the car and go to the police station for a ride, of course, no arrest, just a sit-down and sober drink.George believed that it was only a matter of time before any criminal, even the toughest, entered the interrogation room, and broke through his psychological defenses.It's a pity that Hawke was not fooled.Hawke, who opened the passenger door of the taxi, turned his head to look at George, whose face was full of determined expressions, as if he was frightened, came back to his senses, and said with some incredulity: "What?
”Seeing this, the driver couldn't help but say, "Hey, you can't go yet, man." ”George's gaze fell directly on the driver who was interrupted, and with a pull of his right hand, the documents were released.
“NYPD！”
The driver of the "......" car looked at the ID that George took out, opened his mouth, and then, wisely, chose to raise his hands and made a, I'm fine, you have a casual expression.Hawke thought about it, closed the car door, don't run out of heating inside, and then looked at George with a very confused expression: "Detective Stacey, I still don't understand what you mean." ”George also put away his ID again, saying that now he is not Detective Stacey, just Gwen's father, just chatting casually: "Is this difficult?"
”Hawke nodded.Isn't that hard?
Headless and brainless, empty mouth and white teeth, come up and say I'm Kg?
Why?
In recent years, the detectives of the New York Police Department have not talked about evidence?
Hawke shook his head, and also changed his name for George: "George, do you think that I went to Jersey City yesterday after sending Gwen to suspect me by coincidence, but it was just a coincidence, Gwen knew." ”Although Hawke doesn't really care about his identity being exposed.But......
Hawke doesn't care that others seize his loopholes to expose his identity, not like this, guessing without evidence, without any technical content, and accidentally breaking his identity."
No, when I'm at home, I've actually dispelled my suspicions about you.""
Really?""
What made me suspicious again was your information sent to me by my colleague.""
My profile?"
George laughed."
I asked you before how you suddenly got from Indiana to Michigan.""
I answered you, I forgot.""
That's how you answered."
George nodded."
But is there a possibility that the reason you left Indiana for Michigan could have something to do with the May 14, 2001, massive fires in black communities in Indiana?""......"
Hawke looked up at George, with a blank expression: "What is this?"
”Boy.How did George know about this, aren't you from the New York Police Department, why, did the New York Police Department have jurisdiction over Indiana back then?
George laughed and said, "This case, which was defined as an accident by the Indian state, simply put, is that overnight, a black community turned to ashes, because more than 200 black people were killed in that fire. ”Hawke's expression was exclaimed: "I don't know about this. ”"When did you leave Indiana?""
I forgot.""
You showed up at the Michigan State Welfare Institute on May 20, 2001, and the information is very clear, so you just left after the fire.""......"
After Hawke listened, his expression was slightly stunned.The next second.Hawke smiled."
Haha!"
Hawke couldn't help laughing out loud and looked at George: "George, you shouldn't doubt me, I set this fire, and then ran to Michigan with Lorna." ”George smiled, "Isn't it?
”Hawke shook his head: "Of course not, God, I was only seven years old at the time, George. ”George's smile remained the same: "You said, you were only six years old when you ran out of the trafficked car with Lorna. ”The smile on Hawke's face narrowed slightly.Seeing this, George shrugged his shoulders: "And, Hawke, I just asked a very simple question, and ordinary people, when I ask this question, will only answer yes and no, this is the normal reaction, not like you." ”Hawke laughed, "Did you just ask me a question?"
”George smiled: "Because of Gwen, you stopped the butcher that night, because of Gwen, that's why you didn't really kill me and Arthur, but killed Alex Willak, you should be Kg." ”Hawke pursed his lips.After a while.Hawk sighed, reopened the door in the back seat, sat directly in the car under George's gaze, and then looked out the window at George to answer George's question."
Do you have proof?""......"
Yes.Evidence.Catch the traitor and see the double, and take the thief for the stolen goods.George said so much, and it seemed to make some sense in his reasoning.But......
There is no evidence.Although George's words were conclusive, he seemed to be sure that Hawke was Kg, but he did not have any evidence to prove that Hawke was the so-called Kg.And."
I'm sorry, George, I don't really like your interrogative tone, so ......"
Hawk and the driver reported the address, then shrugged his shoulders towards George outside the car window, and said with a look of "don't look at my young age, but I have a lot of experience": "My life experience tells me that in the face of the police, you can't follow them, if you want a scapegoat, I can be Kg, but if you really think I'm Kg, it needs proof, good night, George." ”After speaking.Hawke nodded to the driver who was sitting next to him.The next second.It seems that the driver who has been waiting for a long time finally saw the dawn of opening this order, and his spirit was shocked, and he instantly withdrew from his drowsy state, stepped on the accelerator, and stepped on it directly.Moment.The yellow cab drove Hawke out of George's sight, and as far as the eye could see, the empty and somewhat dimly lit entrance to the parking lot, leaving George standing alone.Half ringing.George shifted his gaze back from the direction of the vanishing taxi.Do you have proof that I am Kg?
George thought back to the first thing Hawke said to him when he got into the car, narrowing his eyes.In George's view, this was already a confession.As for the second sentence that Hawke added later?
Hehe.George defined it as the first flaw Hawke revealed tonight, and likewise, the first lie.But......
He has no evidence to prove it.George looked up again, looked in the direction Hawke had left in the taxi, and took a deep breath."
Buzz!"
At a normal speed of sixty-five miles per hour, in the yellow taxi on the street, the driver of the car wowed, turned his head to look at Hawk sitting in the back seat, and looked for the topic like a qualified old driver: "I thought that the detective just wanted to arrest you back, did something happen?"
”Hawke laughed, and then, thinking seriously, "I'm in love with his daughter?"
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”The driver's expression was instantaneous."
No wonder, man, I didn't say you, it's okay to fall in love with anyone, but don't look for Dad to be a police detective, believe me, I have this ......"
"I also tried to kill him."
The expression of the driver driving the "......" changed: "No, it's really fake, man, you're joking." ”Hawke shook his head seriously: "No, what I said is true, some time ago, I broke into the 12th Precinct and fired a shot at him and another person, but with a special tetrodotoxin bullet. ”The driver's hands contracted, and his right hand subconsciously and quickly touched the seat under him."
Click!""
Don't move!"
Hawke pulled out from his back almost the moment he finished speaking, and the Beretta pistol that he had just taken off from his car burst out and hit the driver's temple, narrowing his eyes: "Keep driving." ”The driver hesitated for a moment, and slowly took out his right hand, which had just been raised under the seat, and in his hand, a small and easy to conceal women's pistol appeared in Hawke's sight."
Huh!"
Hawke snatched the small lady's pistol with his left hand, sneered, shook his head, and then, with his left hand, pressed the driver's shoulder, and Beretta in his right hand pressed against the driver's temple: "Do you know how you exposed?"
”The driver did not speak."
In New York City, any normal driver would have chosen to leave when he saw that he needed to wait for a customer, especially for such a long time, and even scolded him when he left."
Hawke smiled, then looked through the rearview mirror at the driver who thought he was well disguised, but was full of flaws, and couldn't help but shake his head: "New to this business?"
”The driver was silent for a moment, and then, in a frightened and somewhat hoarse voice, said, "It's been half a year." ”Hawke raised an eyebrow."
How many times have you taken orders?""
This is the second time.""
Really?"
Hawke laughed, and the Beretta trigger on his right hand began to pull slowly, seemingly unconcerned about the consequences of the vehicle rolling over after the shot.But the driver was very concerned about his own outcome after the shooting.
“OK，OK！”
The driver shouted, "This is the tenth time, but this is the second time I have acted on my own." ”Hawke smiled: "Then you're out of luck." ”In the killer world, there are not no killers who take orders directly without experiencing success.There are many such killers.For example, some killers who come out of the killer factory in the assembly line mode, this kind of killer, at most, is simply trained to shoot and collect intelligence information, and then throw the killer out to take orders to create revenue for them.Even if this kind of killer dies, it won't delay their affairs, anyway, the cost investment is not much, one order will return to the cost, and two orders will be earned.But this killer disguised as a driver?
Although in Hawke's opinion, the driver's disguise is full of flaws.But Hawk was professionally trained, at least, Hawk knew that this thing was a killer disguise before he got into the car, and George didn't see it at all.So from this point of view, this killer doesn't look like it was produced from an assembly line killer factory, since it is not in an assembly line mode, then naturally, a killer cultivated in a traditional way does not look like it can be released in half a year, let alone his second order."
What's the mission?""
I don't know ......"
"Bang!""
AhhA yellow taxi instantly played a fancy pose of drifting left and flicking its tail right on the street, and at the same time, a scream seemed to come from inside the car.The driver's forehead was wrinkled, covering his bleeding right thigh, but with the other hand, he was still trying to control the steering wheel, well, from this point of view, his disguise was not without merit.At least it's very dedicated, but I chose the wrong person.If his target tonight was George, it was clear that he had succeeded at this point, and George's body had been dumped in the bones-strewn Hudson Valley."
The content of your mission."
Hawke pointed the still smoking muzzle at the driver's temple again, and said with a smile: "This is the last warning, you can continue to be tough, I don't need to know the content of your mission, but you will definitely die, do you want to gamble?"
”Driver Killer: "......"