"Thirty-seven, vanilla latte!"

"Mine."

Hawke, who was sitting in an open-air café on Yin Lidan Avenue, raised his eyebrows, looked at the waiter who came out, and beckoned: "This way." ”

The waiter brought the coffee on the plate to Hawke: "Sir, your coffee." ”

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Hawke took a sip of his coffee, leaned back in his seat, looked at the road, and began to get more people, like him, busy with life.

In an abandoned building opposite, a car came, and after the car left, seven or eight renovation workers who looked like they were decorating walked into the building with large bags and small bags.

Hawke, wearing sunglasses, watched the scene.

Ear......

Ekaterina's voice was heard.

"It's the Irish Gang."

Ekaterina, who was wearing a pajama and had not yet gotten up from the bed, looked at the picture of the seven or eight renovation workers entering the building displayed on the computer screen in her arms, and finally looked at the matching names found on the computer screen software, and said to Hawke: "The person at the head has a backpack that looks like a bazooka." ”

Hawke took a sip of his cup of coffee and didn't speak, but looked up at an apartment a hundred yards away.

On the eighth floor of the apartment, in the apartment with the window opening near Yin Lidan Avenue, an imperceptible light flashed.

"Sniper rifles."

"Hmm."

Hawke nodded quietly: "From the moment I sat here, on Yin Lidan Avenue, there were at least seven or eight members from different organizations and a few killers from different organizations mixed in. ”

Catherine crossed her arms and looked at the satellite map of New York City that was being uploaded by the Seifer organization on another computer next to her: "If the other party does not need to be escorted by helicopter, Yin Lidan Avenue is the best ambush location." ”

Hofton Avenue is too close to the Twelfth Precinct.

The seventh street is a pure highway again.

Therefore, in the middle position, Yin Lidan Avenue, with its high-rise buildings and buildings, is the best choice.

"You're still not moving?"

"Take a break."

Hawke listened to Catherine's urging, and his expression was calm: "I just solved the three killers who had to come over to send people to the head, so I sat down, can't I rest for a while?" ”

Catherine shrugged and said, "Whatever." ”

Hawke smiled, his eyes flickering slightly.

"I seriously suspect that George did it on purpose."

"What?"

"George didn't tell me today's escort route out of kindness at all, but he knew, and I would definitely know, so he told me in advance."

"I don't understand."

"The re-entry DHS is coming for me, and if I don't show up, there will be no point in them coming, so even if George doesn't tell me the route of today's escort, the DHS will find a way to let me know."

"You're saying that the ghost who got the information out of the NYPD is someone from the Department of Homeland Security?"

"It's possible."

Hawke originally thought that he was the only one who knew the correct escort route, but as a result, when he first arrived at Yin Lidan Avenue, he found that there were already killers entering, originally Hawke thought that these three killers were just a coincidence, but as a result, after he finished solving the three killers, as soon as he sat down in this café, he found that one organization after another began to line up to enter the position that seemed to have been chosen.

It is clear that it is not only he who received the news in advance, but these people also received the news.

Hawke inquired about Catherine and found that not long ago, around half past five, a message appeared on the black market.

The content of the news came from within the New York Police Department, and the route map for escorting 50 million people to the Lykers Island Prison today.

"But if the DHS's target is yours from beginning to end, why would you sell this information on the black market, it shouldn't be accurate...... Wait a minute. ”

"What's wrong?"

Catherine raised her eyebrows, read one of her own emails, and said: "At 5:50, one of my girls received an anonymous phone call, the content of which was the route of the march. ”

Hawke raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean......"

When Hawke heard this, his mind spun rapidly: "This news was deliberately released by the Department of Homeland Security?" ”

Catherine nodded: "Other than that, there is no other explanation. ”

She is engaged in intelligence trading, and when others ask her to buy information, she needs to pay money, but in the same way, she needs to pay an intelligence fee to the informant for the most unfortunate way to buy information.

In these years, who can do good deeds for free except for their own families.

"What about the black market?"

"This is supposed to be sold internally by the NYPD."

“……”

Hawke gasped: "Good guy, this is hidden deep enough, if you don't say it, I'm afraid I'll think that the DHS is putting intelligence on the black market to prevent me from being vigilant." ”

Think about it.

If Hawke didn't know about this in the first place, and didn't get any information from the future father-in-law, he knew the information from the anonymous phone call and the information from the black market, there would have been two results.

The former will make Hawke wary, or the same sentence, in the world, there is no free lunch, and the free one is always the most expensive.

But if you know the information from the black market, that's a different matter, and the information that everyone knows is not called intelligence, but news.

If Catherine hadn't said anything about it, he would have thought that the Department of Homeland Security had deliberately thrown information into the black market in order to get him into their trap.

But for now?

Hawke shook his head: "It seems that this DHS has an average IQ, just as stupid as the S.H.I.E.L.D. who tried to catch me last time." ”

S.H.I.E.L.D. knew that he was a killer, and even used money to seduce him, insisting on using his shortcomings to confront his profession, and as a result, not only gave Hawke a large sum of money for nothing, but also lost a general.

Homeland Security this time?

Hawke shook his head, if George hadn't told him, he seriously suspected that this time the DHS was a S.H.I.E.L.D. fake.

Although the angle of stupidity is different, it is still the same stupidity,

And......

If the DHS is a fake from S.H.I.E.L.D. this time, then the person leading the team should be the same person, if nothing else, it should be the same Phil Coulson.

After all, you can lick black with white, where can your IQ be high, twice in a row, you can be so stupid, except for Coulson, there will be no one else.

Phil Coulson, who was waiting, sneezed continuously!

"Ah-cut, ah-cut, ah-cut!"

"God bless you!"

"God bless you."

George and Beckett, who were standing next to him, looked at Phil Coulson, who was sneezing, and sent their blessings in unison.

Coulson rubbed his nose and took a few breaths in succession.

Breathing is normal.

Strange, I didn't have a cold today, how could I suddenly sneeze?

Coulson thought to himself.

That's when it happened.

With the sound of heavy anklets, 50 million Zack Stanley, wearing orange uniforms, handcuffs on his hands, and anklets on his feet, appeared at the end of the corridor under the escort of Kevin and Esposito, who were on the left and right, and slowly walked towards the three Georges who were waiting.

Walking in the middle, Zach Stanley, who is also fully armed, although his hands and feet are tied, but he holds his head high, does not look like a criminal at all, and still has a confident smile.

There will be brave men under the reward!

Anyway, after he paid the taxes, he had already discounted all the assets of the Stanley family into his overseas bank account as soon as possible.

As long as he gets out of trouble this time, what can he do if he leaves the Federation, there are so many inheritances, and wherever he goes, it can ensure that his quality of life will not decay.

So......

For Zack Stanley, wherever he goes, it's heaven, so why should he be wronged and have to go to jail.

After running out of the Federation, it is not enough to find a country that does not have an extradition treaty with the Federation.

Zach Stanley's preferred target is the East Country.

"Detective Stacey."

Zack Stanley walked in front of the three Georges, showed a confident smile, and said to George: "I don't know if today is over, when will we meet next, will it be in hell?" ”

George smiled slightly: "Maybe, but today, the person escorting you is not me, but someone from the Department of Homeland Security." ”

Zack Stanley was slightly stunned.

George looked at Coulson next to him: "The people gave it to you." ”

"What?"

Zack Stanley followed George's gaze, exposed to the somewhat bald Coulson next to him, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?" ”

Coulson smiled: "The guy who sent you to jail." ”

Between words.

Jim and Myron, two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, took out a brand new but textured pair of handcuffs and anklets from the open box and walked in front of Zach Stanley.

"Scratch!"

"Scratch!"

Zach Stanley struggled, looking at the handcuffs and anklets that had been put on again, but obviously felt different, and with a snort, he looked up at Coulson: "What is this?" ”

Coulson smiled again: "Handcuffs and anklets, what's the problem?" ”

This is indeed handcuffs and anklets.

If there is any difference, it is that the material of this pair of handcuffs and anklets is different from the material of ordinary handcuffs and anklets.

The handcuffs and anklets are made of a very peculiar metal, which is hard and ensures that even a high-powered truck will not break the handcuffs and anklets if they are not opened without a key.

The metal used to forge the handcuffs and anklets has a nice name.

Vibranium!

Indestructible vibranium!

……