George shook his head and then said: "But, John Hope is dead, and some questions will not be answered."

Beckett said solemnly: "You want to say, why did Hawke do this?"

George nodded.

He originally thought that when he got off work today, he would go to the Thirteenth Bureau and wait for John Hope to calm down a little before asking tentatively.

It's a pity that I'm afraid I can't ask.

Beckett frowned when he saw this.

"Did Hawke and John Hope know each other?"

"do not know."

George shook his head and said: "When John Hope was transferred here, he was no longer on the field."

Beckett shook his head and said: "I mean, if Hawke doesn't know him, what about King?"

George shook his head again: "I have thought about it, but it feels impossible."

"What?"

"What motive does King have for knowing John Hope? He's just a clerk."

"……Right."

During the conversation.

Esposito grabbed the information, walked in from the outside, and frowned: "God, John Hope committed suicide?"

He was gone for less than two hours.

Why did he commit suicide all of a sudden?

What did I miss.

George looked up at Esposito who came in: "Did you find anything?"

Esposito handed the information in his hand to George: "These are the calls made and received from John Hope's mobile phone, as well as the email address. The technical department is trying to crack it."

George took John Hope's call record and watched it carefully.

John Hope didn't have many phone calls. In the call records, most of them were various sales calls, but George still saw a few different numbers hidden among the many numbers at a glance.

"here."

George pointed out his discovery to Beckett beside him: "Is this a disposable phone?"

Beckett looked in the direction of George's finger and nodded: "Yes, most of these numbers are prepaid mobile phone numbers."

George looked up at Esposito: "Isn't Kevin back yet?"

"not yet."

"Tell me as soon as you find anything."

"good."

Esposito nodded.

Beckett glanced at the caller number and said to George, "I'm leaving first. The captain of the SWAT team is here. I made an appointment with him at the coffee shop downstairs."

Tomorrow will be a pretend escort mission. The fewer people who know about it, the better.

George nodded.

after awhile.

After Beckett and Esposito left the office, George frowned as he looked at the circled calls from prepaid mobile phones at different times on the document in his hand.

The next second.

George took a deep breath, took out the phone, thought about it, and dialed his daughter Gwen's number.

…
Chapter completed!