Chapter 225 Hawk who races against time (please subscribe!!)

"What?"

"No, I'm not on the throne yet."

“What?”

"No, I mean, another killer is coming back in a few days."

Hawke hurriedly said, "And, the day after tomorrow it was Saturday, and the textile factory was on holiday. What kind of people did you come over to catch? I'm afraid that it was all gone when you came here."

Good guy.

I asked you to close the Internet early, but you won’t.

Now I have found a piece of fat meat and will be able to get ahead soon. Let me say I'm going to close the Internet?

What are you thinking?

I have so many real estate and organization's overseas bank accounts and passwords yet.

Closing the Internet?

How is that possible!

Hawke's thoughts changed sharply, trying to get George to dispel his acquired idea of ​​action, and complained speechlessly: "Can you have some human rights on the big weekend? Even if you act on Monday."

George laughed directly.

"As you killer, do you still care about human rights?"

"Gwen has influenced me, why, you doubt your daughter's ability."

"I……"

George opened his mouth. He couldn't find a reason to refute Hawke's words. He couldn't say that his daughter Gwen was just a small cotton-padded jacket that was trashed and leaked everywhere.

Please.

Maybe others can say this sentence, but George, a strong daughter slave, let alone make him question Gwen's ability, if someone says Gwen is not good at all, George can get angry with others on the spot.

The same sentence.

George is a very principled person, but if he meets his daughter, George will give up all his principles for his sake.

This is why George yelled to catch Hawk, but he never took action.

Of course.

George couldn't find evidence, but more so, it was because of his daughter Gwen.

If Hawk is not good at robbing Gwen, George can arrest Hawk directly overnight.

evidence?

For his daughter, George didn't mind being a black policeman.

only……

George was silent for a while and said in a faint tone: "I remember you, but after two days of undercover, I urged me to close the Internet."

Could it be that this big horse monkey still has some unspeakable things that have not been dealt with?

George thought in his heart.

Hawke heard George's voiceover and laughed: "Anyway, Gwen already knows what I'm doing now, I don't care. Moreover, this may be my few killer career. Can't you let me enjoy it?"

George sneered: "Why, you have used King to be the Big Three in the Free Killer World. This time, what position do you plan to say goodbye to your K2? Don't think I didn't hear clearly what you just said. You are talking about the top position. I heard it very clearly. Why, are you really planning to be the boss and let us close the Internet?"

Hawke touched his chin.

"You heard it wrong."

"No."

"Well, I admit, I want to get on top."

Seeing that George did not hesitate, Hawke opened his hand and said, "But, George, I will help you too."

George frowned.

"What?"

"Think about it, if you close the Internet now, how much harm will be if there is a conflict? The killers here are worthless, but what about the lives of the police officers involved in this operation? Or do you not take their lives seriously?"

"Don't make up me."

"So I'm thinking about you, George."

Hawke said to George on the phone with a tone that I was good for you, "Think about it, a few days later, after I got to power, I found an opportunity to collect their guns. In this way, if we cooperate with the inside and outside, wouldn't we be able to minimize the casualty rate of the police?"

George frowned.

Hawke's words continued, like a devil's whisper: "I don't think about the strength of your police officers. If you close the Internet now, you will probably have to sacrifice the lives of dozens of police officers at least. If I adopt my method, once I get to power, I can guarantee that I will minimize casualties."

George didn't speak.

He felt that Hawk was bewitching him, and his purpose was to simply delay the time of closing the net.

but……

It is undeniable that Hawk's words make sense.

What the New York Police Department is going to deal with this time is not a crime den. At least, it is not a crime den similar to the Ireland Gang that is small-scale, but a real killer organization base.

If you want to take advantage of real swords and guns, you can know that the casualties you need to pay for are huge if you think about them.

And what if Hawk's method is followed?

George had no expression on his face.

"How long does it take?"

"How is it? After thinking about it, my plan is still reliable. I have said that in this regard, I am an expert, and you need a plan to do anything, George."

"You are indeed an expert, otherwise you wouldn't have fooled me and made me an accomplice to you, King!"

George almost gritted his teeth when he said this.

Hawke laughed: "It doesn't matter, what's important is that my plan is reliable and feasible, that's enough."

George took a deep breath.

"How long does it take?"

"A week."

"What?"

“A week.”

"no."

"Why?"

"The search warrant has just been signed by a good judge. At most, I can only delay next Monday for you and ask the judge not to file this search warrant for filing."

"You're moving too fast."

"Damn it, you are the one who asked me to close the Internet earlier, and now you are the one who says I move faster."

George's eyebrows pounded.

Hawke ignored George's murderous intent coming from gritting his teeth.

joke.

This murderous intent, even if Hawke does not show his murderous intent, just leaks it, can crush George's murderous intent into a slag.

Hawke lowered his head and pondered about time.

Today is Thursday, which means that today is only four days left.

This time...

Hawke asked, "Are you sure you can't buy some time?"

George shook his head: "In order not to disturb the Destiny Killer organization's response within the distance, I have selected all the police officers who are aware of the truth, but if it takes a long time, there is still a risk of leaking the secret."

Hawke smashed his lips: "Okay, then wait for my phone call on Monday."

After saying that.

Hawke simply hung up the phone, then hung up the phone, and began to squirt there with a violent output and a squirt.

The voice was so loud that even Sloan and others, who were still discussing today's work in the office, couldn't help but look up and looked at each other.

Sloan and Firefox looked a little surprised.

After so long, still quarrel?

The butcher had a joking expression on his face.

Just then.
To be continued...