A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 2 Hawk Dayne (New book set sail!)

new York.

Manhattan.

Fifth Avenue!

"Fortunately."

"Not late."

Standing on the sidewalk, wearing casual clothes and a baseball cap, Hawke wiped the sweat that had appeared on his brow from the rush, looked up at a 35-story apartment building across the street, and felt relieved. He took a deep breath, then lifted the backpack on his back, and walked towards the famous Star Building opposite.

but……

As soon as he entered the lobby on the first floor of the Star Building, Hawke was stopped.

"stop."

A white man with a thick beard and a white uniform sitting at the front desk looked at Hawke who was in a hurry and seemed to have no time: "What are you doing?"

This is the Star Building.

Anyone who is not a resident of the apartment, or a visitor with an appointment, even if a fly comes in, needs to be thoroughly inspected before they can be released.

Hawk stopped and looked up at the security.

Just after his 17th birthday at the end of last month, Hawke with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose looked at the security guard who stopped him, without the slightest surprise, he walked over quickly: "Hello, I'm Stein from the 26th floor. Mrs Rucker's new math tutor for her daughter."

"Documents."

"Andrew."

While talking, Hawke didn't mind the trace of impatience on the security guard's face. He took off the backpack on his shoulder, opened it, found the ID in the backpack, and handed it to the security guard politely: " Andrew Luther, from the Department of Mathematics at New York University, here is my student ID."

"Student card?"

"Correct."

The security guard frowned and said, "Where's your driver's license?"

Student card is not a legal and valid document.

As a security guard who retired from a professional organization and was hired by the Star Building Committee with a high salary, there are a hundred ways to confirm whether a certificate is fake or not.

but……

Student card?
Hawk shook his head: "No, sir, I couldn't afford a car when I was in New Jersey, so..."

There was a flash of understanding in the security guard's eyes.

New Jersey?
It turned out to be from the countryside.

No wonder.

Thinking so in his heart, the security guard took the student ID card handed over by Hawke with both hands, looked at the information on the ID card, and then looked up at the front of him wearing a neat but slightly yellowed white shirt, plus a Hawke, who wore a pair of slacks and a pair of black-rimmed glasses, looked at it with eagle-like eyes.

This should be a poor student from a poor family, who just came up from the countryside and was admitted to New York University, took a butt of student loans, and wanted to work hard to earn money by himself.

quite a while.

The security guard came to a conclusion, looked away, and pointed to the visitor registration form placed aside: "Register."

Hawke quickly said thank you, then grabbed the pen on the registration form, and after writing his information, he took out a wet tissue from his bag and began to wipe it.

Just about to call Mrs. Strucker on the 26th floor to confirm whether there is really such a visitor's security, seeing Hawke's action, he was slightly taken aback in his former professional habit, and subconsciously frowned: "What are you doing?"

How does this action look like you don't want to leave fingerprints on the pen?
Hawk looked at the security guard whose eyes had softened just now, and now became alert again, and put the wiped pen back in its position a little embarrassedly, explaining: "Sir, I'm afraid of getting the pen dirty, so I went to The *** building and the sky building are all required to do this, for fear that I will dirty their pens."

***building?

Sky Tower?

Those two nouveau riche mansions.

No wonder.

Hearing Hawke's answer, the security guard changed his mind, the vigilance in his eyes disappeared again, and he shook his head: "The Star Building is not the building of these two upstarts."

Compared with those nouveau riche buildings that value cleanliness and tidiness, Star Building pays more attention to the personal safety of residents.

Hawke didn't speak, just smiled a little awkwardly again.

The security guard turned his eyes away from Hawke, grabbed the landline beside him, and dialed the number of Mrs. Strack's house on the 26th floor.

"beep!"

"beep!"

"beep!"

Looking at the phone that was hung up because no one answered, the security guard frowned, and looked at Hawk in front of him: "Sorry, no one answered, you can't go in for the time being."

This time the security guard spoke in a softer voice.

Hawke showed a surprised expression on his face, then put his backpack on the stage, and then found a notepad from the schoolbag that seemed to be filled with a bunch of sundries and many books. After opening it, he found I read one of the pages and looked at the security guard: "No, September NO.15, home tutoring Lauren Mathematics from 26:[-] to [-]:[-] pm, Mrs. Strucker, [-]th Floor, Star Building, Fifth Avenue, look, I am here What is written on the side is correct.”

The security guard glanced at the schoolbag that Hawke pushed under his nose because he was nervous, excited and cramped because he was worried that people would mistake him for a lie. He took the contents of the schoolbag into his eyes on a large scale, and then his eyes fell on Hawke. Turning over the notepad, looking at the densely packed schedule of when and who will come to tutor me, I was a little surprised: "My God, there are so many?"

Hawk smiled shyly: "No way, I have to repay my middle school loan at the end of this year, so I can only work harder."

The security guard once again took a deep look at Hawke, but this time it was no longer vigilant or suspicious, but with a kind of sympathy, but more of admiration, and a little bit of trance.

It seems that when I came to New York City, it was like this.

Hawk quickly folded his hands together, praying, and said to the security: "Sir, can you make a phone call for me, please, it is a great thing to get this job from Mrs. Strucker Easy stuff."

This time, the security guard nodded without any hesitation, picked up the landline on the table again, and called Mrs. Mia on the 26th floor again.

If you are an adult, you will definitely not make this call a second time.

but……

This is just a poor, but very inspirational, pure and harmless college student who has just entered the metropolis from the countryside and wants to get ahead through his own efforts.

This time the call went through.

After the call was connected, the security nodded to Hawke, shared the joy with him, and then said, "Mrs. Strack, there is a very polite college student named Andrew downstairs, who said that it was you The math tutor that Lauren invited, he has arrived upstairs now..."

The voice did not fall.

There was an interrupting voice from the other end of the phone: "What, he just arrived, he was already an hour late, let him come up!"

The security guard hung up the phone, swiped an elevator card to Hawke, and said with a smile: "This card can only be swiped to the 26th floor."

Hawke thanked the security guard gratefully, then ran, passed the security gate very anxiously, and ran towards the elevator.

"Hey!"

"..."

Hawke, who had just run over the security gate, stopped, his expression changed, then he turned around and looked.

but……

The security guard who got up just looked at Hawk who turned around with an anxious look on his face, and made a cheering gesture: "Come on, young man, New York City will not disappoint any man who works hard."

A smile appeared on Hawke's face: "Thank you."

talking.

Hawk turned around directly, ran into the elevator that just opened, and then pressed the 26th floor, looking at the security guard just now when the elevator closed with an expression of gratitude and gratitude.

Ding!
The elevator closes.

Hawke took out his mobile phone from his arms, edited a text message, and sent it to his killer agent.

"Close to target!"

"..."

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(End of this chapter)