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Ten minutes later.

Hawke's cheeks were so radiant under the light of God.

But his eyes were a little weird.

Nothing else.

Hawke looked at the test he translated in the essay of God, and felt a little tooth pain. He thought about it but couldn't quite understand what the routine was there for the test given by God.

Tell Gwen, you are the killer!

Hawke looked at the paper, which was exactly the same as the last time Sloan translated it, and blinked. After he came in, he took five minutes to translate it, but he thought about it for five minutes but couldn't understand something.

.

What kind of psychological activities did God give him such an assessment task?

Is it because I feel so tired that I have nothing to do?

Or because it's fun?

Hawke suspected that this textile fabric was forged by Sloan, but Hawke looked at the patterns and layout of the textile text on the textile fabric, but he did not see any flaws. Basically, he could be 100% sure.

This is what a piece of textile cloth looks like when it comes out of the Destiny textile machine.

Can……

There is no reason for this.

Hawke stared at the paper, God's assessment task, and felt a little speechless, and was more curious.

During this week, Hawke often went to the room where the Destiny textile machine was located, and even saw with his own eyes how the textile cloth with God's will appeared.

Hawke was also sure that no one had any trouble with the Destiny loom, but this Destiny loom could predict the K2 code he would use in the future a month ago.

After eliminating all the impossible, even if the last one is left, no matter how incredible, this last one is the correct answer.

God's real existence, and really, can make one-way connections through this destiny loom.

"hiss!"

Hawke took a breath, shook his head, and put away the translated God text in his hand: "Fortunately, I made preparations in advance, otherwise you will really be put on one."

Said.

Hawke put away the expression on his face, grabbed the textile cloth of destiny and translated paper, walked out of the room behind him, shrouded in the light of God, and returned to Sloan's office.

Sloan looked at Hawk who walked out of the small room.

"how?"

“The translation is done.”

“Is that so, what does God say?”

"hehe."

Hawke smiled, walked to Firefox, looked at Sloan, and said sincerely: "I must apologize to you, Sloan."

Sloan looked at Hawke in confusion: "Apology?"

Hawke nodded: "Yes, there is no translation error. I am sorry for you for my suspicion. We are a team and an organization. There is nothing wrong with doubts. The most important thing is honesty, honesty and trustworthiness. What do you think,

Sloan.”

Sloan felt that Hawk's words were pointing, as if he was making him remember the promise he had just given. Cheng Quan spread his hands and smiled and said, "Of course, as long as you complete the tasks assigned by God and master the K of translating God's will.

Sir, you will be the next person to our destiny organization.”

"Thanks."

Hawke said thank you and got up from the sofa: "Okay, wait for me here, I'll go back."

Didn’t it just tell Gwen that he is a killer?

This is all simple.

Although Hawke felt that God's test was nonsensical, it had no effect on Hawke, and he didn't mind completing this task.

In a word, change to a castle.

Hawke thought the deal was worth it, and Gwen would be very happy to see this castle.

after all……

Every girl has a dream of a castle.

Hawke thought in his heart.

Just then.

Sloan spoke out and stopped Hawke: "Wait."

Hawke turned around and looked at Sloan: "What are you doing?"

Sloan turned his gaze on Firefox: "Firefox, you go with Hawk."

Firefox nodded.

Hawke raised his eyebrows and looked at Sloan, his expression seemed to be heartbroken: "A few meanings, Sloan, you don't trust me, what I just said, we are a team, Sloan, I just said I want it

Trusted.”

Sloan was already immune to Hawk's performance and said directly: "This is something that every agent must go through. When completing the test, a formal agent must see you complete the test.

I was like this back then, so did Firefox, and so did pharmacists.”

Hawke looked at the firefox, the pharmacist, the butcher and the repairman who stood up.

The Firefox shrugged: "Yes."

Her test task back then was also very strange, and she asked her to choose archaeology. Otherwise, Firefox would not have the archaeological notepad. Usually, she would be at the Castle of Destiny, but basically, in the year,

I will choose to take three months to learn about archaeology with the archaeological team who went abroad.

The pharmacist said: "My assessment task is to break up with my boyfriend and the butcher watches him."

etc.

Boy friend?

You're a man.

...I understand.

Hawke took a deep breath, and now he finally understood why the pharmacist looked at him just now and looked a little strange.

Good guy.

wrong.

You damn gay guy!

Hawke finally understood why, when the pharmacist saw it that day, he was still covering his breasts like a woman.

Good guy.

Hawke said in his heart, shook his head, turned around, and walked out of the door: "I'll go to the room to get something and gather at the gate."

Back to the room.

Hawke took out his cell phone from his arms and called George directly.

The situation is urgent and he needs George's fire support.

Dingling!

In the forensic office, George, who was lying on the dissection table, whose stomach was cut, exposed to black, congested and even corrupt internal organs, took out the phone from his arms, looked at the call number, frowned, and walked to the side.

"Hello."

"George, something big happened."

After the phone was answered, Hawke quickly told George about the difficult problems he was facing now and the things he needed to support him in George's firepower.

After hearing this, George was not fluctuating in his heart, even with a blank expression: "What poison did you feed Wesley."

Hawke blinked: "Poison, Wesley is dead? It's impossible. Wasn't you good when you took it away?"

George smiled.

"Do you think I believe it?"

"I don't think you believe it."

Hawke also smiled: "But, do you have any evidence?"

alright.

It's what you did.

George instantly understood this familiar word. In George's mind, anything that Hawke didn't directly deny was basically what Hawke did.
To be continued...