Chapter 108 Hawke enters the house (please subscribe!!)

When Hawke drove to Ekaterina's bar, the latter had already prepared the information.

"You are wrong."

"Um?"

"This John Hope is no detective."

Ekaterina looked at Hawke who walked in, handed the relevant information that she had just obtained to Hawke and said, "Well, at least not now."

Hawke took the information and frowned: "Isn't it?"

Finished.

Hawke sat on the high stool in front of him and opened the information in front of him.

John Hope, 42 years old, is a New Yorker. He once served as a major crime detective in the 13th Precinct of the New York Police Department and currently serves as a major crime detective in the 12th Precinct of the New York Police Department.

Oops.

Not really.

Hawke raised his eyebrows.

Ekaterina took a sip of the vodka in her hand, pointed to the information in Hawke's hand and said, "I have inquired about it. When he was a serious case detective in the Thirteenth Bureau, he was involved in a crime.

He was investigated for violent law enforcement and accepting bribes, but this was not the reason for his demotion."

Hawke looked up.

"what is that."

"In one operation, he shot and killed a suspect. It turned out later that the suspect was not a suspect at all, but just an innocent passerby passing by. The New York Police Department had to wipe his butt for its own sake.

But afterwards, he was demoted by the senior management, and he only joined the 12th Precinct about ten months ago."

"……Yeah?"

Hawke touched his chin and looked at the information at hand: "Black police?"

Wouldn't this be more in line with your wishes?

The reason why Hawke asked Ekaterina to find information about this guy was because he saw a flash of greed in this guy's eyes in the 12th Precinct?

Ekaterina looked at the expression on Hawke's face with some curiosity.

"What are you going to do?"

"Not ready yet."

Hawke shook his head. After all, this thing happened so suddenly, and he only just had a little idea.

Yekaterina smiled and said: "Then you have to hurry up. These 50 million will attract a lot of attention. There is probably no killer in New York City who doesn't want to make this money."

Hawke smiled and said: "Zach Stanney is still in the police station. I'm not worried. Someone will get there first in a short time."

At least in the next five days, Hawke won't worry about this.

Although the final outcome of this matter must be the defeat of the New York Police Department, at the beginning, the New York Police Department was still able to persist for a period of time.

Therefore, as far as Hawke is concerned, Zack Stany is in the hands of the New York Police Department, which is equivalent to being in his hands.

As long as Zack Stany is still with the New York Police Department, he will have enough time to think about how to get the bounty quickly and safely.

"Headache."

Hawke rubbed his brows and looked at Ekaterina: "This guy needs to be rescued this time. Saving people is much more troublesome than killing people."

Ekaterina shrugged: "Otherwise, do you think these 50 million US dollars are easy to get?"

Who doesn't know that killing someone is easy.

but……

If you want to get this 50 million, you must ensure that Zack Stany is alive and well.

Rescuing Zack Stany is not the key, keeping Zack Stany alive is the most critical thing.

Hawke raised his head, looked at the ceiling above his head, blinked, folded the information in his hand, and handed it to Ekaterina: "Do you have this guy's address?"

The words fell.

Ekaterina waved her right hand and handed a card directly to Hawke.

"It has been prepared for you a long time ago."

"pretty."

Hawke's eyes lit up, he took the card, looked at the address written on the card, and smiled: "Anyway, if you want to rescue 50 million, you need multiple internal helpers."

Moreover, Hawke is more than just a helper internally.

George…

To a certain extent, he can be considered his helper.

However, for the former police detective John Hope who might actively help him, George is the kind of person who passively helps him.

For example, after Hawke left Ekaterina's house, he returned home. When it was almost six o'clock in the evening, he sent a text message to Lorna who had not yet returned home, and then drove to Gwen's house again.

at home.

To Hawke's surprise, George was at home at this time.

George, who was at home, looked at Hawke who opened the door of his house without even knocking. His pupils shook slightly. He looked at the key in Hawke's hand and narrowed his eyes.

"Why do you have the key to my house?"

"I gave it to you."

It was Helen who spoke.

Helen, who was in the kitchen, saw Hawke coming in and walked out of the kitchen. She happened to hear George's words and said to George: "You haven't been home every day this week. You know, this week, it's all Hawke's gang."

Do you want me to take little George and the others to school?"

George opened his mouth and looked at Helen with a speechless expression: "That's not the reason to give him the key."

How can you give your keys to strangers casually?

wrong.

How could you give the key to your home to this bastard killer in front of you?

Helen sneered: "It's okay if you don't give it to Hawke. As long as you promise, you can pick up little George and the others every day. Do you dare to promise?"

George opened his mouth.

"this……"

"Oh, I knew it."

Helen crossed her arms and sneered: "You like your job very much. That's okay. I don't object to your addiction to work, but you don't want to interfere with my decision on how to manage our family."

Finished.

Helen turned around very coolly, leaving a cool figure behind for George, and walked into the kitchen.

Hawke, who had changed into his own slippers, put away the keys in front of George, and then shrugged towards George, looking helpless.

George's eyebrows were beating again.

Good guy.

I removed the police officers who were responsible for monitoring you 24 hours a day. I originally hoped that after you were indifferent and ignored, you would jump out and give me the clue.

did not expect……

You came to my house and broke into my house right away?

How did this happen?

I've just been busy working on the Zack Staney case these days. Why does this damn bastard seem to regard my house as his?

George's thoughts were racing, and he felt quite confused as he watched Hawke, who was running along the stairs to the second floor without any restraint under his gaze.

Second floor.

Hawke knocked on Gwen's bedroom door. After receiving a response, he opened the door and saw Gwen reading a book at the desk.

Gwen looked at Hawke who entered the room, showed a bright smile, turned the book upside down on the table, stood up, and hugged Hawke.

five minutes.

ten minutes.

fifteen minutes.

George, who originally wanted to come back and pack his clothes and had been sleeping in the bureau for the past few days, was walking back and forth at the stairs on the first floor.

His expression was as if his butt was on fire or he was holding something in. As he walked back and forth, he would occasionally look up at the second floor where there was no movement at all.

When Helen brought the last dish out of the kitchen, she saw George at the stairs, frowned, and then tilted her head: "What are you doing?"
To be continued...