A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 309 The Fragrance in the Coffin (Please Subscribe!!)

Hawke hadn't planned to do that.

after all……

Airlifting a coffin and pulling it directly from Denver to New York City is not something that can be done if one can do it, nor does it require a huge amount of money.

Just talking about this move, no matter how you look at it, it is a crazy thing.

only……

The sea is inclusive of all rivers.

Body of diamonds.

Infinite immortality.

Hawke's eyes fell on the ability introduction of [Diamond Body]. If his inclusiveness corresponds to the ability of the Black Emperor, then there is no doubt that this diamond body corresponds to the ability of the White Emperor. Queen Emma's abilities are gone.

Although, the Elizabeth Dane in memory is nothing like the White Queen Emma seen in Hawke's movie.

but……

Hawk never gambled, just in case, Hawk didn't mind, and spent some money to pull the coffin from Denver to New York City to open the coffin for an autopsy.

The most important thing.

If there are really people behind the scenes in this matter, then, under such a big commotion, there is no doubt that they will follow to New York City.

As such.

The corner of Hawk's mouth raised slightly, he didn't need to run all the way back to Denver, he could wait for these masterminds in New York City with ease.

After all, New York City is his home field.

Ekaterina was just surprised when she heard Hawke's request, but she recovered quickly.

From Ekaterina's point of view, although Hawk said that he didn't care about the affairs of Denver, judging from the phone call before and the relocation of the grave when he was ten years old, it was obvious that Hawk was Wrong.

only……

After Yekaterina nodded, she looked at Hawke: "The delivery address?"

Hawk thought for a while, found out the paper and pen, wrote an address in Brooklyn on it, and handed it to Ekaterina.

"here."

"it is good."

Ekaterina took the paper, looked at the address written on it, nodded, turned around and nodded to the three men who were still waiting at the Northwest Memorial Cemetery in Denver.

The three subordinates on the opposite side understood and cut off the video communication.

Ekaterina and Hawk returned to the first floor from the office.

"arranged."

Ekaterina hung up the phone in her hand, looked at Hawke who was wearing a coat, and was about to leave, and said: "The plane will take off at eight o'clock that night, and after arriving in New York City, arrange for people to transport it to the address you gave, It will probably arrive around ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

Hawk nodded and said thank you.

The time is just right.

Tomorrow is the first weekend after school starts this year.

In the past, basically, every weekend, Hawk would arrange one to three goals for himself to earn his hard-earned money.

However, his [-] million hard-earned money goal has been completed.

and……

The news that King shot and killed his employer has not passed, and it is still difficult to get King to come out and take orders.

As for K2?
K2's reputation is not as good as King who shot and killed his employer.

If King, who shot and killed his employer, had some character problems, then K2, who colluded with the New York Police Department inside and outside, is completely morally corrupt.

Of course.

K2's reputation with the NYPD is solid.

It's just that the informant's fee for an undercover agent is too low. Compared with an assassin, even the lowest-level assassin who pays the price can crush the salary of an undercover agent.

What's more, Hawke doesn't need to fight for his hard-earned money now, so it's very rare for Hawke not to arrange any entertainment activities for himself this week.

From the age of one, I was worried and worked hard to get through.

enough!

I have been wretched for 18 years, and now, I can go out of the mountains.

To die.

the next day.

Hawk drove the color-changed Audi A8 into a factory that didn't look shabby, but was empty.

Ekaterina stepped out of the co-pilot and looked around.

"I remember that this place used to be an auto parts processing factory."

"Correct."

Hawke got down from the driver's seat, and when he heard this, he smiled and led Ekaterina towards the warehouse beside him: "This is also the property of the Destiny Organization. After I take over, I will directly Shut him down, and dismissed the hundred or so employees collectively."

Ekaterina was slightly taken aback, and looked at Hawke: "I thought you were short of money."

Hawke smiled and said: "I'm not a capitalist, I like to make money from capitalists, but I will definitely not be a capitalist."

Capitalists are all hateful, and they all want to be hanged by street lights.

Therefore, after Hawke took over the assets of the Mandate of Heaven, he saw such a factory. In order to avoid becoming a capitalist who was hanged by street lights, Hawke simply declared the factory bankrupt and fired the hundred or so workers.

Even if the factory is abandoned, Hawke doesn't want to see himself become a capitalist.

Ok.

The thinking is very clear.

Ekaterina opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but looked at the truck rumbling in from outside behind them: "Here we come."

Hawk followed Ekaterina's gaze and landed on the truck driving towards the warehouse.

After half an hour.

The coffin, which still looked lifelike, was removed from the truck compartment.

A thud.

The coffin fell to the ground, raising dust around it.

Hawk, wearing sunglasses, stood in the distance, looking expressionlessly at the coffin that came all the way from Denver.

Ekaterina looked at the three subordinates who came back with the coffin: "Did you notice anything different when you came over on the road?"

The three subordinates shook their heads: "No, boss."

Ekaterina nodded, glanced at the driver who was about to ask for her own freight, and waved to the three subordinates: "Let's go."

The three men nodded.

after awhile.

The three men re-boarded the truck, rumbled, and drove away from the warehouse behind them.

A thud.

After the truck left, Ekaterina closed the automatic door of the warehouse, and then looked at Hawk who was already standing in front of the coffin: "Are you planning to test here, what about the forensic doctor, or do you plan to do it yourself?" ?”

Hawke didn't speak, he pressed the coffin in front of him with his right hand, and looked up at Ekaterina who was coming: "Is there a female forensic doctor?"

Ekaterina was slightly taken aback.

"You still care about this?"

"Yes."

"..."

Ekaterina looked at Hawke who had a serious expression, he didn't look like he was joking, thought for a while, nodded and said: "I do know one, but, you have to know, after so many years, the inside of this coffin, whether it is Whether it's a man or a woman, it's already a skeleton."

The skin and flesh are divided into men and women, and there are differences between men and women.

But bones?
Ekaterina looked at Hawke curiously while talking.

What a man who is both rigid and open.

Hawke smiled when he heard this sentence, his eyes fell on the coffin in front of him, and he sighed: "After all, I was born by the woman in this coffin."

This is decent, and Hawke doesn't mind giving it if he can.

Although Hawke said that he didn't mind being an orphan, if given a choice, who would want to be an orphan?

Ekaterina nodded, thought for a while, then looked up at Hawke.

"Olivia Moore."

"Who is this?"

"The female forensic doctor, and also, the forensic doctor of the Ninth Branch of the New York Police Department."

"Working for Tiaozi?"

"It is."

Ekaterina nodded: "Although Olivia Moore is a forensic doctor of the New York Police Department, she has some unique hobbies. It just so happens that I can provide them."

Hawk thought for a while, then shook his head: "Is there anyone else?"

It's not that Hawke is biased.

But...

Just like in the Eastern Kingdom, the most powerful people will always be in the officialdom, here in the Federation, the most powerful people will never be in the officialdom.

Moreover, in this matter, Hawke doesn't seem to have anything to do with George.

No relationship will work.

For this matter, Hawk planned to come alone, so as to avoid all kinds of accidents due to someone's intervention.

Ekaterina frowned, thinking hard.

quite a while.

Ekaterina looked up: "Then Sam? She is a Filipino and came to New York City to seek a treatment plan for his son. Because she has not yet obtained a medical license, so..."

Hawke nodded: "That's her."

As long as it's a female forensic doctor, as long as it's not the NYPD.

enough.

Autopsy only.

The words fall.

Hawk pressed hard on the right hand of the coffin, and accompanied by the sound of nails collapsing, the coffin lid under Hawk's right hand moved forward in an instant.

what?
Open the coffin and light the wax?
Are you kidding me, I opened my mother's coffin and need some wax?
Again.

When he was ten years old, Hawke had already found a funeral company to replace the coffin. If he wanted to transform himself into a corpse, he might have been transformed into a corpse ten years ago.

at the moment?

Just open it!

Ok?
What is the taste?
Hawk raised his eyebrows, and suddenly, at the moment when the coffin was pushed to reveal a gap, the tip of his nose moved, and immediately after that, he smelled a fragrance.

Kind of familiar.

Hawke's memory database instantly came to the bottom shelf, reminding Hawke where he smelled this familiar fragrance from.

That was the first time, the only time, and the last time when he was held in Elizabeth Dane's arms, he smelled the fragrance from her hair.

WTF?

Hawke raised his eyebrows, and with a bang, he completely pushed the lid out of the coffin. Then, his gaze moved down and landed in the completely exposed coffin.

Ekaterina, who was standing aside, also smelled the fragrance that wafted out the moment the coffin was opened, and walked in front of Hawke in disbelief, and looked into the opened coffin.

next second.

Ekaterina's eyes widened.

expression……

Full of shock and incredible!

……

(End of this chapter)