The next day, at the headquarters of the Manhattan District Police Department in New York, George, dressed in civilian clothes, walked into the door of the police station with Peter, who was wearing a rather inconspicuous-looking outfit. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThey bypassed the crowd and walked through the small door where the employees were in and out. Jo swiped his card on the identifier next to the door, and the little door opened right in front of them.

"Sir, no tourists are allowed here... Oh, hello Captain Stacey. A young police officer standing by immediately stopped George and Peter, but when he recognized George's identity, his attitude immediately changed. He glanced at Peter, and there was confusion in his eyes. "Who is this...?"

"My daughter's boyfriend, so don't give him a nice look." George greeted the officer and answered his questions. "Today I asked him to come over and help me bring back the humidifier on my desk and the dozen or so books. There is a coolie who does not need to be in vain. Rest assured, he's just waiting here, I won't take him in. ”

"Oh..."Although in principle, George, who is already in a state of 'exile', cannot come in casually, but now that George is only on paid leave after all, the police officer turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it. After all, George's recent series of things in his career are too unlucky, and no one wants to touch his brow now.

On the way to the office, George encountered several other waves of people, but they were all allowed to pass without exception. George went to his desk and turned on his computer while others weren't looking. He immediately turned off his screen and audio and video to prevent the boot sound from causing other people's ideas.

Pretending to be tidying up the table, George quietly entered his username and password into his computer and logged into the police database. After a moment's hesitation, he inserted a USB flash drive into the notch of the computer.

After waiting for three or four seconds, he pressed enter. As if a boulder had finally been laid down in his heart, George let out a breath and began to officially clean up his office cubicle. After more than ten minutes of busyness, he packed all his belongings into a large cardboard box, and unplugged the USB flash drive and put it in his pocket.

On the way out, George said hello again to a few other familiar colleagues. At the door of the hall, George saw Peter playing with his mobile phone, and gave him the large box in his hand.

"Help me hold it, I know you're a big kid."

"Are you all ready?" Peter took the box with ease, and he frowned, it was much lighter than he had expected.

"It's all done, so you really didn't add anything weird to that program, did you?"

"How is that possible?" Peter immediately cried out. "I've just edited an execution that automatically searches and saves data, and you've checked it yourself several times. If you were really willing to let me plant a remotely controlled Trojan, I would have to spend more than three hours just making a dull high-level button wizard? ”

"I always feel that four or five checks are not enough for you kid." George shook his head, his level of trust in Peter was obviously very low. "If you're borrowing my hand to accomplish something, I won't spare you."

"Uncle, you're too worried about me, aren't you?" Peter was a little speechless, although after the last few conversations, George had finally pulled George from the hostile camp to neutrality, but George had always had this cold attitude towards Peter. No matter what Peter suggests, George is always the first to stand up and doubt his motives.

"That's necessary." George said categorically. "Maybe Gwen thinks you're a good person, but I haven't made my decision yet."

Hearing George's words, Peter shrank his head. He is indeed a little weak in today's matter. Despite George's multi-layered checks, Peter managed to fit some of his own little things on the USB stick. It may not be useful now, but if he needs to use the police information and information again in the future, this backdoor will undoubtedly save him a lot of effort.

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The 2GB USB flash drive has been filled with nearly 10,000 archives, and since there are many of them that belong to the documents to be kept secret, George decided to deal with the matter of sorting out the documents himself.

"Seriously, you've already done this kind of thing yourself, why are you still struggling with such small details for so long?" Peter watched George pick out useful information from the messy and vast database at a turtle-crawling speed, and he couldn't wait. "Let me get it, I'll do it for you in twenty minutes."

"Get out of here, didn't Gwen ask you to help prepare the ingredients? Go for it now. George looked idle behind him at a glance, but Peter, who was actually peeking at his screen, glared back. I'm still a people's policeman, and I don't know how much trouble will happen when this information falls into the hands of a thief like you. ”

"Isn't it true that all of what I said before has been confirmed?" Peter began to cry out. "And isn't that old colleague of yours doing exactly the same thing as me? Why didn't you arrest him? Your distinction is a little too obvious. ”

"You and Damon? Joke. George laughed through his nose. He lost his wife in the revenge of the gangsters, and he did that series of things for revenge. What about you? You're doing all this violence just for fun, you're really bad to the bone. ”

Peter didn't take George's words. He also noticed now that today's father-in-law seemed to be in a bad mood. If you really let the other party's chatter mode be turned on, you don't know what it will be like.

The compilation took George two and a half hours, during which time Peter also suggested a number of other ways to filter the information. Although George didn't say anything, most of Peter's opinions were taken by him.

"Oh my God, it's really chilling when these files are put together." George let out his exclamation. Kilgrave didn't deliberately hide his existence. More than 90 cases are likely to be related to him.

The girls who disappeared and were found again, large sums of money were easily defrauded by others, most of these cases became headless cases because there was not enough evidence, and some of the victims' descriptions of Kilgrave's abilities were taken as false memories created by the victims' psychological trauma. After all, even in the age of mutants, the human being who possesses the ability to control the minds of others exists only in the realm of illusion for the vast majority of the people in this world.

Kilgrave rarely seems to do anything to kill him, and he doesn't do much to hide himself. Either he is so sure that others won't believe the victims, or he doesn't care at all about his abilities and evil deeds. Peter said thoughtfully. Of course, according to his ability, even if someone tracks him down, it is useless. Unless he is killed directly with a slam gun, most conventional means will be of little use to him. ”

"No stun guns, killing is absolutely forbidden." George reminded Peter of their previous pact again. "Even if this scum is indeed heinous, then it is not up to us to punish him. We're going to get him to court. ”

"So you want us not only to not kill him, but also to hand him over to the police while limiting his abilities, and finally to find evidence of his crimes, and to convince everyone that he does have the ability to mind control?" Peter was a little frustrated, staring at George with a spoiled expression.

"We do it if we have to." Joe replied as a matter of course. "Our primary goal is to rescue your friends, and our secondary goal is to make sure Kilgrave can't hurt more people."

"Kill him, it's a hundred." Peter was quick to give his answer. "Your colleague thinks the same way."

"I'm sorry, I'm in charge now." Joorge said this bluntly, and Peter could only shut his mouth in a huff. At this moment, George's eyes suddenly widened a little.

"Found their final place of stay." George pulled Peter in front of the screen. "Just eleven days ago, a report was made about a missing female college student, whose credit card had been almost maxed out in the past three weeks."

"The last consumption record was the day before yesterday." He tapped a few times on his keyboard and opened another search list. "Hyatt, this is a guesthouse. If we're lucky, they're still there. ”

"Alright." Peter jumped to his feet, an eager look on his face. "Now that we know the location, we can start planning our actions."