Chapter 24 Hawke’s killer codename (uploaded, please recommend!)

Prosecutor Arthur Stacey's apartment is located somewhere on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. Since yesterday, the third and third floors of this apartment have been surrounded by officers from the New York Police Department.

no way.

Who made prosecutor Arthur Stacey and his family have a reward on their head?

correct.

And George Stacy and his daughter Gwen Stacy.

but……

Unlike Jill Stacy, who was trembling a little after learning that she had been put on a reward last night, Gwen Stacy, who was also on the reward list, did not have a scared expression on her face, but instead comforted her cousin beside her.

Jill Stacey.

"Don't worry, it will be fine. Dad and uncle will definitely solve this matter. Besides, aren't we going home safely?"

"..."

Jill opened her mouth and looked at Gwen.

Safety?

Are you serious?

Have you forgotten what happened on our way back last night?

Good guy.

This is Manhattan, not a war zone.

If not...

"correct."

Jill suddenly thought of something, came back to his senses, looked at Gwen who was comforting him and said, "Gwen, just now Uncle George said that the killer came for us yesterday?"

Gwen looked through the bedroom door to the police detectives gathered together on the sofa in the living room, and nodded: "That's what dad said just now."

"What about the other person?"

"What?"

"The one who killed the killer."

Jill's eyes lit up: "Shetter, could that person be your boyfriend? After all, his car was at the scene. You told me last night that the car belonged to your boyfriend. You said he

Did you know that he came specially to protect us last night?"

this moment.

The killer and the beauty.

A domineering killer falls in love with an intellectual woman.

All kinds of unbelievable stories that are true for girls of this age flooded into Jill's mind.

Gwen looked at the expression on Jill's face, and she was speechless: "What are you thinking? Hawke's car was stolen. We reported it after we left. How could it be Hawke?"

Jill looked a little disappointed: "Isn't it? I thought it was. In this case, I don't have to worry so much. After all, the killers who usually perform this kind of protection are top killers, just like in Hollywood movies.

The kind who dares to go through an entire murderous circle for the sake of his girlfriend."

Gwen laughed heartily: "So this is a movie, this is reality, Jill, reality is very skinny."

Gil shrugged, but his disappointed expression seemed to reveal an expression that told the truth: "But I don't think it's such a coincidence. We were offered a reward just a second ago, and his car appeared at the scene.

."

Gwen said nothing.

but……

Gwen's eyes became a little brighter when she heard what Jill said. She remembered the phone call she made to Hawke after seeing Hawke's car at the scene last night.

If Jill hadn't said anything, Gwen might not have thought of this.

but……

When Gwen said this, she suddenly remembered vaguely. It seemed that after seeing Hawke's car at the scene last night, the faint alarm ringing in the phone call to Hawke didn't sound like what Hawke said.

Inside the parking lot.

instead……

Gwen blinked.

The brain is spinning rapidly.

In the living room.

Ten minutes ago, relevant information was found. Detective Bob Hays, who came to the apartment, handed the two pieces of information on hand to George Stacey, who was sitting on the sofa with Arthur Stacey.

West: "This is the information about the two killers last night."

George took over.

Open.

The first page is the photo of the killer butcher.

but……

No matter how you look at it, there is no connection between the person in this photo and the green corpse they saw in the ruins of the restaurant last night.

Inspector Bob Hayes said next to him: "Didn't the two Homeland Security agents say last night that the killer codenamed Butcher broke into a biochemical experimental base two hours ago, causing the body to...

A mutation has occurred.”

This explanation...

George didn’t believe it anyway.

However, George did not speak. Instead, he put the butcher's information aside and flipped through another information on hand.

Hawk...

wrong.

It's information about the killer's code name: king.

If the information on the butcher just now combined is like a book, then the information on the killer king that George has now can only be described in a few pages.

To be precise, it is one photo and two pages.

Moreover, this is the only photo that has been found since Hawke's debut.

The photo was obviously taken from a surveillance camera. Hawke was in a suit and leather shoes, wearing sunglasses, and holding a cup of coffee in his hand. The tattoo on the back of his hand could be clearly seen through the left hand holding the coffee.

Inspector Bob Hayes, who was standing next to him, introduced: "The killer king has an ominous real name and an ominous age. He is good at using Beretta pistols. There is very little information about him in the police station. The laboratory is investigating the remains left in the restaurant.

Bullet holes are used for ballistic matching.”

George put down the only captured photo and looked at the remaining two pages, which were densely packed with names and places: "This is..."

Detective Bob Hayes pointed to the two pieces of paper in George's hand: "This is the murder case that has not been solved in New York City in the past two years. If my prediction is correct, wait for the ballistics experiment in the laboratory.

After that, these cases can be closed."

George looked up at Bob Hayes.

"Bob, you mean..."

"right."

Bob Hayes nodded and said in a deep voice: "These cases all have an obvious characteristic. After killing someone, the murderer will loot the victim's home and try to disguise it as a burglary. However,

His modus operandi is very professional. Since last year, our people have suspected that this is a killer in disguise. We also got a name through our informant, which is the name of the killer King. But this killer is very cunning.

Two years ago, we couldn't find any photos of him, and the photo last night is the only photo we have in the past two years that can prove that he is the killer king."

When George heard this, he frowned immediately.

Prosecutor Arthur Stacey, who had been sitting next to him and had been silent, spoke up at this time: "Detective Hayes, according to what you said, these two men are both killers, so why did they attack each other last night?

You know, Jill and Gwen were less than 300 meters away from them at that time."

Bob Hayes looked at Arthur Stacey: "This is where we're confused."

Arthur Stacey: "..."

George: "..."
Chapter completed!