A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 213 George who reacted (please subscribe!!)
10 minute later.

Under the light of God's light, Hawk's cheeks looked so radiant.

But the eyes are a little weird.

Without him.

Hawk looked at the test he had translated against God's cipher text, and felt a bit of a toothache. After thinking about it, he didn't quite understand the routine of this test given by God.

Tell Gwen you're a killer!
Hawke looked at the paper, which was exactly the same as the assessment task translated by Sloan last time, and blinked. After he came in, it took him 5 minutes to translate it, but after thinking about it for 5 minutes, he didn't understand a thing .

What kind of psychological activity did God give him such an assessment task.

Is it purely because you have nothing to do?

Or because it's fun?

Hawk had suspected that this textile cloth was forged by Sloan, but Hawk looked at the lines and layout of God's cipher text on the textile cloth, and did not see the slightest flaw. Basically, he could be 100% sure that this piece The woven cloth looks like this when it comes out of the Tianming loom.

Can……

There's no reason for that.

Hawk stared at the paper, God's assessment task, feeling a little speechless, but more curious.

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

Hawke can also be sure that no one has tampered with that Loom of Destiny, but this Loom of Destiny was able to predict the K2 code name that he would use in the future a month ago.

After eliminating all the impossibilities, no matter how incredible the last one is, this last one is the correct answer.

God really exists, and can really have a one-way connection through this destiny loom.

"hiss!"

Hawke took a deep breath, shook his head, and put away the translated God's cipher text in his hand: "Fortunately, I made preparations in advance, otherwise, I will really be presented by you."

talking.

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

Sloane looked at Hawke who came out of the small room.

"how?"

"The translation is ready."

"Yeah, what did God say?"

"Ha ha."

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

Sloan looked at Hawke in confusion: "Apologize?"

Hawke nodded: "Yes, you did not translate wrongly, I am sorry for my doubts, we are a team, an organization, there is nothing wrong with doubts, the most important thing is honesty and trustworthiness, what do you say, Sloan."

Sloan felt that Hawke was referring to something, and seemed to remind him of the promise he just made. He spread his fisted hands and smiled: "Of course, as long as you have completed the task assigned by God and mastered the K Sir, will be the next speaker of our Tianming organization."

"Thank you."

Hawke thanked him and got up from the sofa: "Okay, wait for me here, I'll go back as soon as I go."

Isn't it just telling Gwen that he is a killer.

It's all easy.

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 a castle.

Hawke thought the deal was worth it, and Gwen would be very happy if she saw the castle.

after all……

Every girl has a dream of a castle.

Hawke thought so.

at this time.

Sloan made a sound and stopped Hawk: "Wait."

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

Sloan set his eyes on Firefox: "Firefox, you go with Hawk."

Firefox nodded.

Hawke raised his eyebrows and looked at Sloan, with an expression of heartache and distress: "Several meanings, Sloan, you don't trust me, what I just said, we are a team, Sloan, we just agreed to trust."

Sloan was already immune to Hawke's performance, and said directly: "This is something every agent must go through. When completing the test, there must be an official agent who has seen you complete the test. It was the same with me, it was the same with Firefox, it was the same with the pharmacist."

Hawk looked at the Firefox who got up, the pharmacist, the butcher, and the repairman.

Firefox shrugged: "Yes."

Her test task back then was also very strange, it was to let her choose archaeology, otherwise, Firefox would not have that archaeological notepad, and she would be at the Castle of Destiny in normal times, but basically, in a year, I will choose three months to study archaeology with the archaeological team going abroad.

The pharmacist said: "My assessment task is to let me break up with my boyfriend, and the butcher is watching."

and many more.

Boy friend?
You are so masculine.

……understood.

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

Good guy.

wrong.

You fucking fag!
Hawke finally understood why the pharmacist still covered his chest like a woman after seeing it that day.

Good guy.

Hawk thought to himself, shook his head, turned around, and walked out the door: "I'll go to the room to get something, and gather at the gate."

Go back to the room.

Hawk took out his cell phone from his pocket and called George directly.

It was an emergency and he needed George's fire support.

Jingle Bell!
In the forensic office, George, who was lying on the dissecting table with his stomach cut open, exposing his internal organs, which were black and congested and even looked corrupt, took out the phone from his pocket, looked at the calling number, frowned, and walked aside.

"Hey."

"George, it's not good, something serious happened."

After the call was connected, Hawk quickly told George about the difficult problems he was encountering and the need for George's fire support.

After hearing this, George didn't fluctuate in his heart, and even said with a blank expression, "What kind of poison did you feed Wesley?"

Hawke blinked: "Poison, Wesley is dead? Impossible, wasn't it fine when you took it away."

George smiled.

"Do you think I believe it?"

"I don't think you believe it."

Hawk also smiled: "But, do you have evidence?"

All right.

That's what you did.

Hearing the familiar words, George understood instantly. In George's mind, if Hawke didn't directly deny it, it was basically Hawke's doing.

Even, for George, Hawke's "do you have evidence" can basically be regarded as Hawke's confession.

You are King.

do you have proof?
Last time, Hawke said the same thing, and the final result also showed that Hawke is King.

this time?
George said: "Well, let me put it another way. If Wesley was poisoned by K2, then what kind of poison did K2 use? It was so fast, and when did K2 poison Wesley."

Hawke shook his head and said, "How do I know, K2's major is not a poisoner, maybe K2 was purchased from other places, okay, George, Wesley died when he died, and you plan to resurrect him Well, don't forget, if I hadn't arrived in time, Gwen would be in danger."

George opened his mouth.

Hawke complained speechlessly, "And did I tell you to close the net early? If you closed the net early, would Wesley still die? Moreover, Gwen would still be accused of helping you undercover. Notice it, this is all right, I arrived in time to stop Wesley, but our secret was also discovered by Gwen, it's all your fault, George."

George was a little dazed, and shook his head: "No, it's me..."

"okay!"

Hawke interrupted directly: "Okay, now it's not about finding out whose fault it is, I forgive you, the most important thing now is my problem, Sloan has given me an ultimatum, I have to complete it It's a test for me."

George was stunned by Hawke's complaints. Hearing this sentence, he didn't think about what he just said, and said in a deep voice: "Test, what test, and who do you want to kill? Hawke, you are an undercover agent. , not a killer!"

Hawk rolled his eyes: "You didn't listen to what I said just now. Don't kill anyone. Sloan said that God's test for me is that I must tell Gwen that I am a killer."

George froze.

"what?"

"It's amazing."

"It's not magical no..."

"I also find it quite miraculous."

Hawke talked to himself without giving George a chance to answer. He touched his chin and said, "The most important thing is that I have also translated that piece of textile cloth myself. Indeed, God's message on the textile cloth says so Yes, I confirmed it, and for a while, I don't quite know what's going on."

George was silent for a while listening to Hawke's words.

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"You tell Gwen first and vaccinate Gwen."

"Tell Gwen that you are King, the killer who almost killed me?"

"Pooh!"

Hawke laughed angrily when he heard this sentence: "What King, I'm K2 now, and I'm here to help you undercover in the Destiny Organization."

Good guy.

How dare you say it, if I want you to say that, I will take the trumpet and even drag you undercover together, what is all this for?
George, who was on the other side of the phone, seemed to have come to his senses, frowned tightly, and said thoughtfully: "Hawke, didn't you plan to have such a thing from the very beginning, when the Destiny Organization contacted you?" As soon as it's out."

Hawke blinked.

"What, I don't know what you're talking about."

"You know what I'm talking about."

The more George thought about it, the more he felt that his guess must be correct, and his thoughts turned quickly: "You told me that King has retired, to K2, and then you told me to go to the Destiny Organization to help me undercover, are you Didn't you think about it from the beginning, and you want to use my mouth to whitewash your identity with my daughter?"

Hawk's expression was blank, and his tone was serious: "I don't know what you're talking about, George!"

George: "..."

(End of this chapter)