A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 71 The Skrulls who called the police (recommendation please!!)

Another Skrull?

Seven seconds later.

Hawke saw that he should have arrived at the gate of hell and exploded attribute points or other skills, but nothing exploded. The 'corpse' who was prompted by the plug-in to be dead was instantly speechless.

but……

This did not delay Hawk's next move.

Loosen the nylon cord from both hands.

In an instant.

The corpse with its head down instantly raised its head, but at this moment, Hawke pressed his gloved hands directly on the man's head, and then began to exert force from the outside to the inside.

next second.

puff!
The sound of a watermelon cracking rang directly in the closed car, and then, as the watermelon cracked, the watermelon juice instantly scattered around.

【Ding! 】

[Skrull language +1]

[Talent: "Skrull's Disguise", "Shard +1"]

[Current Skrulls' camouflage talent fragment: "5/10"]

Hawke ran out of the car at the moment the watermelon burst, before the watermelon juice could react.

After a white ball of light bounced to the ground, he realized that the person he was looking for was not there. He was taken aback for a moment, and then hurriedly left the blue Ford bridge car soaked in watermelon juice, caught up with Hawke, and sank into it with a whoosh. Hawk's body.

This is a very trashy Skrull man!
After Hawk brought him [Skrull language] and [camouflage fragments] from the white light ball, this idea appeared in his mind instantly.

After all, this product didn't even reveal the three attributes at all.

Obviously, in the judgment of plug-ins, the three-dimensional attributes of this product are mediocre.

only……

Why did this Skrull follow him for no reason?

Identity really exposed?

wrong.

It should be suspicious.

Hawk narrowed his eyes. If his identity was really exposed, then the Skrull would not follow him, and would probably start a war with him directly.

But why doubt me?

I'm an ordinary high school student, why should I suddenly doubt me?

Hawke glanced at a mobile phone that he snatched from the Skrull just the moment he left the car, looked at the call number he just hung up on, and after noting it down, he guessed the mobile phone to pieces.

That's why he didn't speak after he got into the car just now.

When Hawk got into the car, he saw who the Skrull seemed to be talking to, and then after entering the car, he saw the mobile phone in the Skrull's hand that seemed to be talking to someone.

10 minute later.

After purchasing a lot of daily necessities in the supermarket, Hawke pushed the trolley back to the parking lot from the supermarket, opened the trunk, and put the Lorna's milk he purchased, his own bourbon and some daily necessities into it.

soon.

Hawke covered the trunk, glanced at the blue Ford sedan parked not far away, then got in the car, started the car, and after waiting for a reasonable 3 minutes for the car to warm up, he didn't bother to see that no one came over. After waiting, he drove directly, left the supermarket, and drove towards home.

After half an hour.

A black car drove into the parking lot of the supermarket. After the car stopped at the entrance of the supermarket for a second or two, no one got out of the car. Instead, it turned around and drove out of the supermarket parking lot.

inside the car.

A man sitting in the co-pilot took a deep breath, turned his head and looked at Emilia Vilanke, who was sitting in the back wearing a pair of knee-high boots and crossed his legs: "Bowen is dead, just like everyone else , the head is gone."

"damn it."

The man said very strangely: "Bowen's strength is the weakest among our tribe, but his talent for camouflage is the best. How does this killer King know that our tribe is fake? "

It doesn't matter if a clansman dies.

But counting blog posts, this is already the fourth one.

Does Killer King have any special way to identify their Skrulls?

"impossible."

Emilia Vilanke shook her head: "If he had the means, there's no reason why he wouldn't do something to me."

"What now?"

"……Call the police."

"Ok?"

Emilia propped her chin, looking at the scenery flashing outside the car window: "Call the New York Police Department."

The man was slightly taken aback: "Miss, this is Jersey City, and the New York Police Department can't control it, and..."

Emilia's golden eyes looked at the man who spoke.

moment.

The man shut up, seemed to think of something, nodded and said: "I understand."

Emilia then withdrew her gaze, looked at the window again, and said calmly, "Remember to get the monitoring from the supermarket."

The man nodded.

"it is good!"

after an hour.

The Twelfth Sub-bureau received a report.

Someone was on the site of the [-]th Precinct. A car thief saw a blue Ford bridge car. He thought it was a good harvest, but he opened the car door and saw a headless corpse inside. Terrified, he quickly called the police after climbing out of the alley.

He didn't want to call the police, but he had a criminal record. What if the New York Police Department found him and beat him up? He was a car thief, not a murderer.

soon.

Police officers from the [-]th Branch Bureau rushed to the scene.

"Beckett!"

"George."

George got out of the car, looked at Beckett who also got out of the back car, and said hello, then put on his gloves skillfully, walked into the cordon that was pulled in, and headed towards the parked car in the alley. Walked to the blue Ford sedan in the car, and greeted the Morgan forensic doctor who had arrived at the scene: "I found something."

The forensic doctor Morgan looked up, looked at George and Beckett who came in, turned sideways, and made a welcoming expression: "You guys will definitely like it."

George and Beckett looked at each other. At first, they didn't quite understand Morgan's forensic doctor's words. When the two walked to the door of the car and saw a headless human corpse in the car, they understood it instantly.

Headless corpse.

Killer King!

Beckett was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Morgan's medical examiner, "Is this what the killer King did?"

"You are detectives, I'm just a forensic doctor."

The forensic doctor Morgan shrugged and said, taking off his gloves: "The cause of death is obvious. If there is more, I will not tell you until the corpse is brought to my side for autopsy."

Done.

Forensic doctor Morgan glanced at his assistant next to him, and then walked outside the cordon.

George and Beckett once again set their sights on the headless human corpse in the car.

at this time.

George's phone rang.

Helen's.

After hanging up the phone.

Beckett looked at George: "Do you have guests tomorrow night?"

George nodded: "Gwen's classmate helped Gwen a lot when I was in the hospital."

Beckett smiled: "Boys."

George: "..."

　I would like to recommend a book in friendship, which is also from Meiman, "The Thousand Hearts of Meiman", if you like it, you can go and read it!

　　


(End of this chapter)