Chapter 72 Hawke is about to be exposed?

For the New York Police Department, when faced with all kinds of bizarre or bloody cases, only the daily life between colleagues can be regarded as a kind of mood changer.

Only when these parents are said to be mean-spirited can the police detectives feel that they are still living in the world of heaven, instead of living in the underworld filled with all kinds of bloody cases.

the next day.

In the 12th Precinct of the Police Station.

In the conference room.

On the big screen, the picture of Killer King appeared, and then, one picture was posted around the big picture of Killer King, connected by lines.

Ram Hammer.

Butcher.

Alex Vilank.

Route 32 shooting.

There are also more than a dozen photos of the deceased in the past two years, through comparison of the bullet casings of the killer King, and it was confirmed that the suspect was also the killer King.

but……

George thought for a while, stood up, stepped forward, and removed all the photos of Ram Hammer, the Route 32 shooting, and other photos, leaving only the photos about the Butcher and Alex Vilank.

And photos of the body today.

Bob Hayes was a little confused when he saw this: "George, this is..."

George turned around, clicked on the screen, and looked at a few people: "These people belong to a series."

Whether it's Ram Hammer, the Route 32 shooting, or other photos, while the methods of death of the deceased in these photos are similar, they also have a common feature.

Compared to the bodies of the Butcher, Alex Veranque, and this time, their heads are still there.

George said in a deep voice: "King is a killer. He is paid to kill people. This is his job."

Although this job is terrible, for killers, killing is their job, just like the police, Wall Street white-collar workers or sewer repair workers, it is just a job.

When Beckett heard this, he seemed to understand what George wanted to say.

"George, are you saying that Rahm Hammer and others are just the work of King, but that the Butcher and Alex Veranque and the deceased this time have personal grudges?"

"I still do not know."

"Um?"

"And, I have another question."

"What?"

"Think about it, what other common characteristics do The Butcher and Alex Veranque have in common besides their missing heads?"

"...you mean!"

Beckett seemed to have thought of something and looked at George: "Their skin color?"

George nodded: "Yes, skin color!"

Among the three headless corpses currently, in addition to missing their heads, whether they are the butcher or Alex Veranque, their skin color is green that looks incompatible with humans.

And this one right now...

George looked up.

"Has the surveillance of the alley near where the vehicle was found been retrieved?"

"Out."

Beckett said, stood up, took the remote control pen handed over by Kevin, then walked to the big screen and directly switched the screen to the surveillance screen.

"Colleagues from the forensics department spent a whole night finding the deceased's car and all relevant surveillance footage of the deceased from yesterday's 24 hours."

Beckett said, then pointed to the big screen with the picture on it and said: "The deceased came out of Fritillaria Street in Brooklyn at about one o'clock yesterday afternoon."

in the screen.

After the blue Ford car came out of Beimu Street, it drove along Beimu Street at normal speed and entered Ford Avenue, and then...

"Wait a moment."

George discovered the blind spot. After shouting stop, he pointed at the time that quickly disappeared on the surveillance screen: "How come there is suddenly less than an hour here?"

"Because after he turned onto Ford Avenue, he seemed to have stopped after entering the surveillance blind spot."

"Um?"

Beckett didn't say anything, but just fast-forwarded the screen, and saw that the time on the surveillance screen changed from half past one to three o'clock, and then the blue Ford sedan reappeared on the surveillance screen on Ford Avenue.

Then we passed the entrance of Brooklyn Public Hospital and continued driving forward.

George looked at the picture and fell into deep thought.

"He was on Ford Avenue for over an hour and a half."

"Yes."

"reason?"

"Esposito has gone to Ford Avenue to make inquiries."

During the conversation.

Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

Beckett's phone rang.

It's Esposito Javier's.

Beckett raised his eyebrows. After answering the phone, he turned on the speakerphone: "Esposito, have you noticed anything?"

Esposito Javier, who was questioning merchants in a blind spot on Ford Avenue, looked at the road opposite and said: "Beckett, I asked, several shops said,

Yesterday afternoon, I did see a blue Ford car parked on the opposite road for a long time before driving away."

"Did anyone see what the driver looked like?"

"That's the weirdest part."

Esposito Javier said: "I saw the surveillance installed at the door of a store. The car stopped at half past one and drove away at three o'clock. During this period, the driver did not get out of the car.

Pass."

"good."

Beckett hung up the phone.

George touched his chin with his right hand and did not speak. He just gestured and Beckett continued to play the surveillance.

The surveillance screen continues.

But it soon came to an abrupt end on a bridge.

George was slightly startled.

Beckett explained: "Jersey City is across the bridge, and I have asked the Jersey City Police Department to help with surveillance."

George nodded.

The next second.

George frowned and looked at Beckett and Bob Hayes strangely: "I'm the only one looking at this surveillance picture. Do you feel anything weird?"

Both Bob Hayes and Beckett have been friends for many years and experienced police detectives.

When George said this, both of them understood what he meant.

Bob Hayes said directly: "You mean, this blue Ford car seems to be following someone."

George snapped his fingers.

He was parked on the road for more than an hour and a half for no reason, and he still didn't get out of the car. No matter how you looked at it, it looked like they were following them on a mission.

Beckett also said: "I also saw it, so after reading it in the morning, I asked the forensic department to help me take a look at the surveillance, but it might not be that fast."

at this time.

Kevin Ryan received a message, stood up, and projected the surveillance video on his phone that had just been sent from the Jersey City Police Department onto the screen: "Jersey City surveillance has been found."

A picture instantly appeared on the big screen.

It happens to be the scene on the bridge.

The blue Ford sedan was clearly marked in public surveillance.

Immediately afterwards.

The scene seemed to be cut off, drifting to a parking lot in the blink of an eye.

not far away.

The Aldi supermarket chain is very conspicuous.

Then……

Gone!

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Chapter completed!