Hawke stayed at Gwen's house for the night.

Of course.

Hawke slept in the guest room.

Even if he wanted to sleep with Gwen, Gwen had this idea, and Helen would definitely not agree to it.

Belch......

At the very least, they won't explicitly agree to it.

However, both Hawke and Gwen are very disciplined, and Hawke needs to think about how to find the target cross Carlos Cross tomorrow and take the bounty.

As for Gwen, Gwen would like to, but Gwen is a smart girl who understands that what is easily obtained will never be cherished.

So......

Hawke slept alone in the guest room at night, of course, in the second half of the night, Gwen, who was scared because of this kind of thing, quietly ran to the guest room, and then slept with Hawke.

Well.

It's just the kind that just sleeps.

Because when Gwen sneaked in, Hawke was already asleep.

The next day.

When Hawke opened his eyes, Gwen, who had slept next to him in the middle of the night, had snuck away again before he woke up.

Only the familiar scent of hair emanating from the pillow next to him made Hawke sure he hadn't been dreaming last night.

Went down the stairs.

Hawke greeted Helen, who had already gotten up and had already made breakfast.

"Good morning, Helen!"

"Good morning, Hawke, do you wake up so early every day?"

"Almost."

Hawke walked over and naturally helped Helen bring the prepared breakfast out of the kitchen, and replied: "Lorna used to like to sleep in, so I got up early in the morning to make breakfast, and I didn't buy a car at that time, so I need to go to the bus in advance, otherwise I will be late." ”

Helen was slightly stunned, and looked at Hawke, who was smiling and saying this: "At that time, it must have been very bitter." ”

Although Hawke said this with a smile, Helen could imagine how Hawke, who was both a brother and a father, could protect his sister Lorna so well while facing the dangerous world by himself.

The most important point.

In such a process, Hawke has not been surprisingly crooked, which cannot be said to be rare, which is simply incredible.

Didn't Hawke himself have an adolescent?

Or is it ......

In order to protect his sister, Hawke, did he rely on his own willpower to successfully spend his adolescence perfectly?

As the wife of a New York police detective in New York City with a high sacrifice rate, over the years, Helen has seen how many children who have lost their husband's family have gone crooked step by step after losing their father.

This is just the loss of his father, and Hawke, who has not had parents since he was a child.

Hawke shrugged: "It's okay, although life was a little sad at that time, I had a way to self-regulate, so I should be happy in the bitterness." ”

Hawke is talking about taking orders to kill.

But......

Helen understood another meaning in her ears, and her gaze at Hawke was a little softer than before.

If Helen's gaze at Hawke was similar to that of her own three little ones before, then now, it has exceeded three little ones, almost the same as looking at her daughter Gwen.

That's when it happened.

Gwen, who was wearing pajamas, stretched her waist and walked downstairs, and after saying good morning, she looked at her mother and Hawke who were already in the restaurant, and said with a smile: "What are you talking about?" ”

Hawke glanced at Gwen, who seemed to be a little weak-hearted, smiled, and said casually: "I was just about to tell Helen that breakfast is so rich, it would be nice if George was at home." ”

Helen smiled.

Gwen smiled at Hawke and said, "You care so much about my dad, maybe you can stop by the Twelfth Precinct when you go back and bring breakfast to dad." ”

Helen shook her head.

Hawke raised an eyebrow when Helen was about to speak, and looked at Gwen, "That seems to be okay." ”

Whoever said that George was not at home, he would have no way to get the account and password.

I can go directly to the Twelfth Precinct to find him, and go to George in the name of bringing Helen's love breakfast, and George can't kick him out.

Gwen, you are my lady of luck.

If it weren't for Gwen, he wouldn't have chopped the butcher, and if he hadn't chopped the butcher, S.H.I.E.L.D. wouldn't have rushed to send him money, and his ranking wouldn't have risen to the top three so quickly.

So......

Hawke's military medal for becoming one of the three giants of the Freedom Killer is credited to Gwen.

Belch......

Sixty-five .4 percent credit!

Hawke couldn't wait to go up and hug Gwen and kiss him, if Helen wasn't around, Hawke would have done so, and looked at Helen: "Helen, I'll go back later, I think, George will like your breakfast." ”

Helen didn't think of Hawke's thoughts, and thought that these four consecutive rooftop conversations had deepened the relationship between the future son-in-law.

Just like George would often inadvertently ask if Hawke would come to the house for dinner.

Hawke's concern for George is also a very reasonable look.

And Helen is indeed worried that George, who sleeps in the police station, will probably not be able to eat breakfast at home, and now that Hawke has mentioned this, it is naturally impossible to say anything that can't be done.

An hour later.

Hawkti pulled Helen's love lunch box specially prepared for George, parked the car at the door of the 12th Precinct, then looked up at the gate of the 12th Precinct, and walked in with a smile on his face.

"Hello."

Hawke, who had come here for the third time, walked to the front desk with a familiar car and explained his purpose to the beautiful female police officer sitting inside: "I'm here to find Detective George Stacy." ”

"Hawke?"

"Detective Becket."

As soon as Hawke finished speaking, he heard a voice on the side, and in the direction from which the voice came, he looked at Beckett, who seemed to have just returned from outside, and greeted: "Good morning." ”

Beckett looked at the lunch box that Hawke was holding.

Hawke smiled slightly, and lifted the lunch box on his hand: "I'm here to bring George the breakfast that Helen specially prepared for him." ”

"Helen?"

Beckett looked at Hawke with some suspicion: "Why did you come over to deliver Helen's lunch box?" ”

Hawke's other identity, Beckett is also very clear.

At this time, at this point in time, Hawke suddenly appeared, and he came to deliver lunch boxes, which seemed so abrupt no matter how you looked at it.

But Beckett's idea was quickly dispelled.

Hawke shrugged his shoulders and said: "George didn't come home last night, Gwen was scared, and the killer went and returned, so I slept at home, and then after breakfast today, I will bring George a love breakfast by the way, by the way, you know, see how George is doing, so that I can report to Helen, after all, if Helen asks, George will definitely say that he is great." ”

I see.

Wait a minute.

Slept at George's last night?

Hiss!

Beckett heard the key words in this sentence, blinked his eyes, poured a cool breath in his heart, nodded, and let Hawke go up with him, while thinking about Hawke's help to them yesterday, in line with the idea of helping each other, he said to Hawke in the elevator: "When the time comes, see George, try not to talk about the incident that you slept at home last night." ”

"Why?"

"I'm afraid George will chop you up."

"He can't beat me."

“……”

Beckett was stunned for a moment.

Oh yes.

If someone else had said that, Beckett would have thought he was bragging, but Hawke, Beckett thought about it, and it seemed that Hawke was telling the truth.

George really doesn't have to, no, George will definitely not be able to beat Hawke, if the two fight, in terms of life and death, Beckett has no doubt that George must die in the end.

"And ......"

Hawke smiled and said to Beckett: "If I didn't say that I slept at home last night, if I came here at this time today, George must have felt that I was strange, didn't you also feel strange just now, and felt that I seemed to have come here for purpose, and I must have thought about what other purpose I had." ”

Beckett looked at Hawke, who looked at her with clear eyes when he said this, laughed dryly, waved his hand, and said, "Impossible, absolutely impossible." ”

Between words.

The elevator door opened.

Seeing this, Beckett breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and hurriedly walked out of the elevator, if the elevator did not open, Beckett seriously doubted that she would say more than a dozen sentences of impossibility in different tones.

"You know George's office."

"Yes."

"Okay, I won't take you there, anyway, it's not the first time you've come."

"Haha."

When Hawke heard this, he laughed, but he didn't talk, but waved his hand to Beckett, who was rushing to the forensic department, and then, under the gaze of more than a dozen police officers, came to the door of George's office, raised his hand, and knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

Yesterday, I was busy until the night, I went to bed very late, and I just got up, and George, who was packing up the folding chair and blanket he had put in the office, looked up at Hawke who walked in, and was slightly stunned: "Hawke? What are you doing here? ”

Hawk walked in, put the lunch box in his hand on George's desk, and then said to George: "Gwen asked me to bring you breakfast, Helen is right, you must not have eaten breakfast yet, Gwen and I are still betting." ”

George was stunned.

The next second.

George came back to his senses, shook his head, looked at the love lunch box on the table, and his first reaction was basically the same as Beckett's, and said to Hawke: "My breakfast, why did you bring it to me, did you go to my house in the morning and bring it to me?" ”

Hawke shook his head.

"It's not."

"That ......"

"I slept in your house last night."

“……”