John Hope is a black cop.

Moreover, he is still in the twelfth precinct.

To be precise, he became a depressed police officer under the command of Detective George Stacy, who was demoted to a suspected black police officer who had no room for any sand in his eyes.

From a police detective to a police officer who is still on guard, the gap and the taste of this are probably only known to John Hope.

As for why John Hope didn't choose to leave?

Hawke didn't know, and he didn't want to be interested, he came here to talk about business with John Hope, not to talk about life ideals.

John Hope is not eligible.

George barely has this qualification because he is Gwen's father, and if George is not Gwen's father, George will not have this qualification.

"Skip the boring steps."

Hawk looked at the time on his watch, and said directly to John Hope, who was sitting opposite: "The three detectives of the 12th Precinct Serious Case, led by George Stacey, Kate Beckett and Bob Hayes are all friends of George Stacey, you, a black policeman, can't fit into the circle of the three of them at all, otherwise, you wouldn't have arrived in the 12th Precinct, you can only do clerical work, and you can't go out on field duty at all, don't you think, this is humiliating?" ”

John Hope's face changed.

All right.

Hawke was right.

Since John Hope was transferred to the 12th Precinct, he, the former serious crime detective, was directly put on the cold bench, because of what?

Just because he made a mistake and killed an innocent person by mistake?

Why.

He joined the New York Police Department at the age of nineteen, for so many years, for the New York Police Department, sweat, blood, you New York Police Department can't give me much, I rely on my own skills to earn a little extra money, and he does these things very hidden.

But just because he made a mistake once, he was beaten to death with a stick?

Why!

Hawke looked at the changing look on John Hope's face, smiled, and continued to say: "Don't talk nonsense, you are not a good detective, and they will not think you are a good detective, rather than continue to be humiliated by them, it is better to fight for yourself and for the future, fifty million, but a lot of money, what do you say?" ”

John Hope looked up at Hawke, who was bewitching him like a demon's whisper, his eyes flickering rapidly, and the storm was crashing rapidly.

Half ringing.

John Hope's fist clenched several times, released several times, and finally, as if he had made up his mind, he exhaled heavily, as if using all his strength: "How much can you give me?" ”

Hawke smiled.

Isn't that what it is?

Hawke leaned back, leaned back on the sofa, looked relaxed, looked defenseless, spread his hands, and looked at John Hope with a smile: "There is a consensus, this is the basis of the conversation, but I will not give you money." ”

"What?"

John Hope's face changed suddenly.

MMP！

What do you mean, do you want me to help you for free?

Hawke looked at John Hope, who looked a little excited, and said, "I mean, if I give you money, then you are my subordinate, this is not right, this is not the basis of cooperation, we should be allies, Detective Hope, isn't it?" ”

John Hope felt like he had done a roller coaster.

But......

He loved to hear that.

John Hope's eyes twinkled, and he sat back down on the couch.

Hawke chuckled: "Look, you also agree with the relationship between us, very good, the saying of giving money, and disrespecting our relationship, we are allies, there is no reason who gives money to whom, isn't it?" ”

John Hope couldn't help but nod.

That's right, too.

They are cooperative relations, they are allies, and this money, naturally, no one gives it to whom, since it is an ally, then this money should be five or five open.

John Hope thought so in his heart, and the expression on his face gradually relaxed.

Hawke took John Hope's expression in his eyes.

Heart......

Want to laugh!

Money?

This is my hard-earned money, except for his agent, who can take a cut, other people, if they want to touch his hard-earned money, Hawke will be furious.

Besides.

Since they are allies, it is vulgar to talk about money.

But Hawke didn't say this, John Hope himself was wrong, it was John Hope's own problem, and it had nothing to do with him.

The topic had already been opened, and John Hope, who felt that he would have two thousand dollars in his account, did not continue.

"How do you want me to cooperate and take you to the police station?"

"Can you take me into the interrogation room?"

“…… No! ”

John Hope opened his mouth and shook his head: "Stacy and Beckett and Hayes are very wary of me, since I joined the Twelfth Bureau, I have always wanted to return to the field service, but several reports have been sent back. ”

Hawke shrugged his shoulders and said: "That's it, and it's very difficult to take 50 million away from the police station, even with your cooperation, it's difficult, don't even think about it." ”

John Hope frowned: "Then what do you want me to do?" ”

The corners of Hawke's mouth rose slightly, looking at John Hope.

"You don't have to do anything, or rather, you don't need to come forward to do anything."

“…… I don't understand. ”

"Twelfth Precinct can't keep Zack Stanley, that's for sure."

Hawke said very firmly: "In a few days, George Stacy and they will definitely send Zack Stanley to prison, and this is our chance." ”

The last time Hawke entered the police station, he was murderous, and with a wave of his sleeve, he didn't take a cloud with him.

But this time it's to save people.

The difficulty is not the same.

It's easy to disguise yourself as a New York police station to kill someone, but it's quite difficult to get people out of a police station with a heightened security level.

Hawke has no intention of challenging the high difficulty, since there is an easier and easier way, why not use it.

When George transported Zach Stanley to prison, this was the easiest way.

"But there's a problem here, which requires your cooperation, and that's why I came to you."

“……”

When John Hope heard this, he thought about it, and immediately understood what Hawke wanted him to do, and nodded: "You want me to confirm the route to transport Zach Stanley at that time?" ”

He's a black policeman, it's true, but, even if it's a black policeman, not everyone can do it, at least, you have to be smart, if you can't even do this, it is estimated that the front foot took the money, and the back foot was called to drink coffee by the Internal Affairs Department.

Hawke snapped his fingers and nodded, "Yes, it shouldn't be difficult for you to find out the real route of George transporting Zach Stanley at that time." ”

By the time the New York Police Department can't bear it and wants to throw Zach Stanley into prison, George will definitely be suspicious, and he may not know how many smoke bombs will be planted.

Even......

Perhaps, in order to prevent him from going to the discussion, George might even reveal a fake route to him, so that he would be busy in vain.

Hawke didn't have the ability to do this, and in a short period of time, he could tell which route was the real route, and he couldn't put surveillance on George.

What if the route George took was also fake?

So......

At this time, there is an internal response, which is the most perfect.

John Hope listened to Hawke's words, lowered his head, and thought seriously.

After a while.

John Hope looked up again, looked at Hawke, nodded heavily, and said, "I can do this." ”

Although since he came to the Twelfth Precinct, Stacy and Beckett and Hayes, these three serious detectives are still on guard against him, it doesn't mean that everyone is like this.

After all, from the official level, there has been no evidence that he received black money, plus when he was in the 12th Precinct, he has always been very generous, and the relationship with other police officers is still very good.

Transporting Zach Stanley is a big deal, relying on three police detectives alone, but there is no way to complete it, as long as other police officers are needed, John Hope dares to guarantee that he can ask from other police officers, knocking on the side, which route is the real delivery route.

Seeing this, Hawke raised his eyebrows, said GOOD, flipped his right hand, took out a piece of paper with a phone number written on it, and handed it to John Hope: "This is my phone number." ”

John Hope also got up, took the paper, looked at the phone number on it, and then looked up.

Hey.

What about people?

John Hope looked at the emptiness in front of him, blinked, looked away, and then saw Hawke, who had quietly walked to the door.

Hawke waved his hand without looking back: "Call me when there's news, good night, Detective Hope." ”

After speaking.

Hawke opened the door, then walked to the car parked on the side of the road.

Not much.

The engine started, carrying Hawke, and he left the neighborhood where Detective John Hope was.

By the time Hawke got home, it was past ten o'clock in the evening.

When Hawke returned to the living room from the garage, he raised an eyebrow, looked at the bags on the bar and the sofa coffee table, and said to Lorna, who had just walked in from the yard with gloves, "How many things did you buy?" ”

Lorna took off the gloves she was wearing when she was digging: "I bought the few, but Zoe bought the most, and most of them are the clothes I bought for you." ”

Hawke raised an eyebrow, thanked him, and walked over to the bar.

Lorna blinked, trotted all the way, pulled out the barstool, sat down, and then looked at Hawke, who turned to get the wine, and said in a low voice: "How about it, fifty million, have you figured out how to get it, do you need me to help you with anything?" ”

Hawke took a sip of Bourbon, and when he heard this, his eyes lit up and he snorted.

"There is someone who needs your help."

"Whatever you want, just say, I can do it!"

"Study hard, it's time for the holidays, if you fail this time, don't think about the holidays, I'll take you out to play."

“……”

(End of chapter)