A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 315 The Power of the Information Queen (please subscribe!!)
Hawk finally chose Helen.

no way.

Who made Helen the boss of the family, and Hawk also respected Helen very much.

The most important thing.

Tonight was a housewarming dinner prepared by Helen, and Hawke didn't intend to overwhelm the host.

In a word.

When Hawke wasn't killing people, he was still a polite, gentlemanly, and compassionate boy.

Tonight's dinner, Helen prepared a special and rich meal.

Just judging from the fact that Stacy's family's most characteristic lemon bass is served tonight, it is known that the specifications of this dinner tonight are full.

After all, usually, it is rare to have the opportunity to eat this dish.

It's just that Hawke has eaten it five or six times, and he still feels that any fish that is not braised in soy sauce, or any method, is heresy.

Helen smiled and looked at Hawke, who was munching on the lemon sea bass: "How about it, Hawke, is the sea bass tonight still to your liking?"

Hawk nodded with a smile: "Great."

Helen smiled, put her chin in her hands, and glanced at Gwen next to her: "Then you also said that Hawk actually doesn't like bass."

Hawk looked at Gwen with a half-smile.

Gwen met Hawke's gaze, blinked, and shrugged towards Helen: "Did I say bass? I said herring. Hawke doesn't like canned herring."

Helen gave Gwen a blank look: "No one likes that stuff except the Norwegians."

Canned herring?

That thing is not food at all.

Let's say that.

When Osborne Industries hadn't started making weapons, it was making herring cans. At that time, people called Osborne Industries Osborne Biochemical Industry.

The reason is self-evident.

soon.

After dinner, Hawke and George got up and went to the backyard to share a box of cigars that George had sent the day before yesterday after someone knew he had moved.

Of course.

Cigars are not the point.

The phone is.

Hawk sat on the recliner in the backyard and knew it was Gwen at a glance, looking not far away, smoking a cigar, and calling George, his good friend in the Department of Homeland Security.

He didn't choose to disturb George. After all, it's not very polite to disturb other people's phone calls.

after awhile.

George hung up the phone, walked over, and sat on the recliner next to Hawke.

In the house, Gwen, who was helping Helen tidy up the dining table, cast his peripheral vision on the backyard from time to time. While puffing clouds and mist, the two turned their heads to say this from time to time.

Helen noticed too.

"Is the picture very warm?"

"what."

Gwen came back to her senses and looked at Helen who was talking to her.

While wiping the cleaned dishes with a towel, Helen looked at the father and two who were lying on the deck chair in the backyard and said this, and looked at Gwen with a smile: "I really hope that in another ten years, I can still see things like this." screen."

Gwen looked at Helen speechlessly: "Mom, what are you thinking?"

Helen laughed and looked at her daughter: "Then what are you thinking?"

Gwen shrugged, looked at her boyfriend Hawke who was whispering over there, and her father George, and tilted her head: "I was thinking, what are they talking about, today."

Obviously when they were eating dinner, the two had already gone to the study and chatted for at least an hour.

As a result, the conversation continued after the meal.

so long?
Do it mysteriously.

Helen smiled: "If you want to know, you can just ask."

Gwen shook her head.

"what happened?"

"I know I asked, and Hawke will definitely say it."

"Then why don't you ask?"

"I don't want to ask."

As Gwen said so, she retracted her eyes and focused on the work of washing the dishes at hand, handed a freshly washed dish to Helen, and said with a smile: "If Hawke thinks he should tell me, then he He'll tell me, and if he doesn't, then he doesn't want me to worry."

Helen looked at her daughter in surprise after hearing this answer.

quite a while.

Helen looked at Gwen with a smile: "I thought it would take you a few years to understand this, but I didn't expect..."

Gwen shrugged: "Hey, Mom, I'm smart."

Helen nodded and said, "Indeed, in our family, you will always be the smartest."

Gwen smiled, looking at her boyfriend Hawke who was talking to her father George in the back yard.

This is actually very simple.

In a relationship, only one party needs to compromise, and obviously, in this relationship, Gwen knew this early and chose to compromise.

Hawk, who was talking to George in the backyard, felt Gwen's gaze behind him.

but……

Hawke's attention now is not on Gwen's gaze, but on George.

To be precise.

On Cecilia Reyes.

Hawk looked at George on the side with a frown on his face: "What kind of organization would come here and have not contacted an undercover agent for nearly three months?"

Good guy.

Just now, George called his DHS buddy and asked about Dr. Cecilia Reyes.

result……

DHS has not spoken to Cecilia Reyes in three months.

Gee.

"This is not treating undercover agents as human beings at all."

Hawk complained unceremoniously, and said to George: "Speaking of which, if I was undercover and you didn't answer my call, I would be betrayed in the next second."

After all, being an undercover agent is life-threatening. If the people behind him are unreliable, it is impossible for Hawke to continue working hard anyway.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and only you know how to cherish your own life.

George stood on the side of his little friend, shook his head and defended: "She said that three months ago, Dr. Cecilia Reyes contacted her through a specific contact method, saying that she was very It may have already been connected, in order to ensure the safety of Cecilia Reyes, according to the agreement, before Cecilia Reyes notifies her again, she cannot act rashly."

Hawke captured the key words this time: "She, your little friend in the Department of Homeland Security, is she a woman?"

George looked at Hawke speechlessly: "What do you want to say?"

Hawke waved his hand.

George shouldn't be like that either.

After all, this guy likes cases more than women, and, even if he is looking for a mistress, frankly speaking, George doesn't have much pocket money, so what is he looking for.

What's more, George hasn't saved Gwen's wedding money until now.

Hawk laughed, shook his head and said, "I haven't contacted you for three months. I'm waiting for Dr. Cecilia Reyes to take the initiative to contact me. I'm afraid Dr. Cecilia Reyes has already died."

George wanted to laugh when he heard this.

"So, do you want Dr. Cecilia Reyes alive, or dead?"

"I never fantasize, George."

Hawk looked at George with a serious face: "I believe in science, and I also believe in evidence. It doesn't matter whether Cecilia Reyes is dead or alive. Things get harder or easier."

George frowned.

After finishing speaking, Hawk put the cigar aside and got up: "Okay, I'll go first, George, who gave this cigar, you have been tricked, this is not a Cuban cigar."

George looked at Hawk who got up and was slightly taken aback.

"gone?"

"Correct."

Hawke put on the jacket that was put aside again: "You can't give me the answer I want, so why stay here, I'm busy, George."

This year is the last semester of his 12th grade.

Hawke doesn't want to focus on such a matter this semester. He would rather focus on finding an opportunity to entertain Pepper Potts, and then ask Pepper Potts to help write a letter for Lorna. University recommendation letter.

Although he came here tonight, Hawke didn't get the answer he wanted from George.

but……

The overall harvest is good.

At the very least, Hawke was sure that the reason why Dr. Cecilia Reyes disappeared after being arrested four years ago was not because she died, but because she joined the witness protection program.

At the same time, Hawke also knew another clue.

Essex Genetics Inc.

and so……

Although Hawke didn't get the answer to where Cecilia Reyes was tonight, but for Hawke, his original intention to solve this matter in a week has not changed.

After saying goodnight to George and hugging Gwen goodbye, Hawk returned home, first went to Lorna's room to take a look at Lorna who was seriously studying other university materials, and then returned to his study.

"Essex Genetics?"

Cypher, who was in the video connection with Hawk, frowned: "What kind of company is this? Have you heard of it, Katyusha?"

Ekaterina, who was also in the video connection, lowered her head, frowned, and after thinking for a while, said, "It looks familiar."

Hawk raised his eyebrows and looked at Ekaterina who was speaking.

Cypher looked too.

Hawk wanted to call 666 directly: "As expected of the most powerful intelligence queen in the dark world, tell me."

Sure enough, professionals do professional things.

When Hawke came back, he searched the Internet, but couldn't find any news about this Essex genetic company.

But what about Ekaterina?
Just listen to it.

but……

Ekaterina returned to her senses, listened to Hawke's words, and shook her head: "I don't know."

Hawke stunned.

"what?"

"I just said that the name is somewhat familiar to me, but I didn't say that I know this company."

"then you……"

"Don't make noise, let me think about it."

"it is good."

Hawk looked at the video, and after saying this, he lowered his head, frowned, and Ekaterina, who was in deep thought, nodded obediently, looking forward to Ekaterina after meditating. .

Cypher, who was in the video, didn't bother Ekaterina either, and was waiting for meditation.

after awhile.

Ekaterina recovered from the memories, and then looked at Hawke.

"KGB!"

"……what?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)