Chapter 116 George who cares about his son-in-law (please subscribe!!)

Is this guy here just for the King?

After the meeting.

George returned to his office, thinking about what the one-eyed dragon had just said, he frowned, leaned back on his chair, and thought in his heart.

but……

why?

George didn't quite understand why Homeland Security was suddenly interested in a killer.

If King is not only a killer, but also a terrorist, it makes sense that Homeland Security would be interested.

But is it King?

George thought, and then shook his head.

If he didn't know King's true face, George might think this was very possible, but George already knew who King was, so he didn't believe this possibility at all.

The reason why that bastard is a killer is just for money!

George thought about the conversation he had with Hawke on the rooftop yesterday, although the conversation was a bit unpleasant and Hawke didn't leave any loopholes for him at all.

But George still came to some conclusions through that conversation.

For example, Hawke chose to be a killer just to make money.

George was convinced of this answer. After all, there were only two types of killers, either mentally abnormal or just to make money.

Although Hawke's spirit seemed a little abnormal in yesterday's conversation and he talked nonsense about immortality, George believed that it was caused by excessive pressure and was not there from the beginning.

When I think about it, it seems quite reasonable.

A seventeen-year-old child is engaged in the business of licking blood from the edge of a knife, and has been doing it for several years. He may have been a killer since he was a teenager. After all, he is still a child. Such work pressure, even

I have to be on guard against his arrest these days, how can I not be under great mental pressure?

It would be great if he was not an orphan.

George couldn't help but sigh as he thought about it. If Hawke wasn't King, maybe he wouldn't be so resistant to Hawke's relationship with his daughter.

wrong.

It doesn’t matter if you’re not an orphan!

I managed to raise my little cotton-padded jacket so big without saying a word, and then you just stole it from me?

George raised his eyebrows, and the sympathy and regret for Hawke that had just risen in his heart disappeared in an instant.

but……

George pointed his finger at the table, thinking about the agents from the Department of Homeland Security who might have been the real target of King this time, and felt a headache.

Although he said that if he found evidence, he would arrest Hawke without mercy.

But that's just him.

And now, the person coming is the Department of Homeland Security.

"Fake!"

George shook his head, got rid of the thoughts in his mind, took a deep breath, took out the phone from his arms, and just opened the cover: "Shet."

George threw the mobile phone into the drawer again.

The next second.

George took it out from the drawer again, his expression seemed a little tangled, and after opening the phone, he made no move.

quite a while.

George closed his eyes and took a deep breath again. After opening his eyes again, he dialed the number of his wife Helen with a helpless expression.

The call was answered quickly.

Helen, who was at home watching the hourly worker cleaning, felt a little strange when she saw the call from George. After answering the phone, she said: "George, what's wrong?"

After all, George rarely called her during working hours, saying that he didn't want to delay work.

This means that Helen doted on George. If it were any other woman, she would have made trouble with George to separate the family. At the worst, she might have ordered several green grasslands for George.

After all, most of the male detectives in the New York Police Department who are passionate about their work are divorced.

reason……

it goes without saying.

"Helen, will Hawke come to dinner tonight?"

"Um?"

Helen was stunned when she heard this: "Hoke, haven't you always been opposed to his association with Gwen? Why are you asking this question all of a sudden? What on earth did you talk about on the rooftop yesterday? Why did you spend so much time all night?

In the past, you seemed to appreciate Hawke more than I did?"

At least Helen didn't take the initiative to ask Gwen if Hawke wanted to come to the house for dinner. Gwen always mentioned it, and she didn't object, just cooking for one more person.

After all, Gwen and Hawke haven't really decided yet, and the future is still very long. Now that I'm enthusiastic about Hawke, what if they don't make it in the future?

When George heard that he only asked one question, but Helen replied with such a lot of words, he shook his head: "Stop asking, will you come over tonight?"

Helen shrugged: "Gwen doesn't seem to have said anything, so she probably won't come."

"Go ask Gwen."

"……Fine."

Helen said helplessly, went upstairs slowly, walked to Gwen's bedroom, knocked on the door, opened the door, looked at Gwen who was studying there seriously, and asked while holding her phone

Said: "Gwen, George asked you, will Hawke come to the house to finish dinner tonight?"

Gwen was also slightly stunned.

"Dad asked?"

"Um."

"……Why?"

Gwen instantly became alert: "Why did Dad ask that suddenly?"

Helen shrugged: "Who knows."

Gwen frowned, then rolled her beautiful eyes and noticed the phone that was still connected in Helen's hand: "Does Dad want Hawke to come over, or does he hope that Hawke doesn't come over?"

Helen smiled, grabbed the phone, and turned on the speakerphone: "Did you hear what your daughter said, do you want Hawke to come over, or do you not want Hawke to come over."

I want him to disappear from my daughter's world.

When George, who was in the office, heard this sentence, he couldn't help shouting in his heart.

but……

George rubbed his brows, thought for a while, and said to the phone: "If Hawke wants to come tonight, he can come."

When Gwen and Helen heard the answer coming from the phone, they looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

George's eyebrows pounded.

Gwen shrugged and said, "Okay, Hawke will come over tonight."

The words fell.

Before Helen could speak, George had hung up the phone.

The next second.

George called Beckett.

Beckett, who had just come out of the conference room with George and returned to his office, was slightly stunned when he saw the phone call coming from ten meters away.

"George?"

"Beckett, come to my office."

"……good."

soon.

Beckett came to George's office.

"Qiao..."

"Close the door."

"?"

Beckett looked at George who was getting up and felt that George looked a little mysterious, but he still turned around and closed the office door.

George walked up to Beckett: "Tell Bob, Kevin and Esposito not to tell these people from Homeland Security the clues we have about the killer King."

Beckett was stunned for a moment, then looked up at George: "Don't worry, I told you already."
To be continued...