Chapter 195 Chief George, I am very optimistic about you.
Chapter 195 Chief George, I am very optimistic about you.
In the video, the waiter said hello, then hung the camera on his chest and covered it with a black cloth strip.
She entered the elevator to the top of the building, knocked on the door of the suite, and the camera swept across the room,
The waiter suddenly stretched out his hand and broke the man's arm, and easily killed everyone with his superb fighting skills.
Yes, it is torture!
Blood was flying all over the screen, and Leif watched with gusto.
After a while, the video ended, and he switched to another folder to continue playing until late at night.
For three consecutive days, he worked from nine to five every day, and stayed at home after dinner to watch videos and admire his masterpieces.
On this day, he clicked on the hotel waiter video again, and suddenly found that when the waiter fell, a red dot flashed under his white shirt.
His heart skipped a beat, he manipulated the mouse to enlarge the picture, and immediately his face suddenly turned down like he was on a roller coaster.
Camera!
"My hair!! Actually installed a camera in the women's locker room, pervert, scum, trash, ¥#¥..."
Leifer yelled at the screen, and after he was done, he hurriedly took the keys and went out.
The Mustang rumbled to life and its headlights illuminated the garage, but he suddenly calmed down.
Four days have passed since the incident, why haven't the police or people from the special department come to arrest me?
Could it be that the video was intercepted by the black stewed person?
That's not right, if the black marinated egg finds out, the leader has already called him by now.
Unless the video doesn't have a memory card, or the person who installed the camera didn't have time to check!
Yes, that's definitely the case.
Lei Fu thought this way but dared not relax. He started the car, changed into an ordinary car in the safe house, and headed towards the hotel.
Let’s investigate quietly first.
Two cars followed alternately behind him.
……
The time was pulled back to noon two days ago.
George called the waitress to the police station for questioning on the pretext of assisting in handling the case.
The waitress stumbled and told what happened:
When he entered, several customers were watching a movie, drinking, and negotiating. The customer impatiently agreed to turn down the volume, and then she went out.
George used years of experience in handling cases to probe back and forth, and finally came to a conclusion:
She didn't lie.
After the questioning was over, the waitress left the police station.
Hawkeye observed through the glass as a consultant, and after finishing, he proposed to check all the videos of the waitress in the hotel that day.
Hotel, women's changing room.
With golden eyes, Clint scanned the ceiling inch by inch, followed by the walls, the floor, and never missed a corner.
George also imitated him and acted as a human radar scanner. Unfortunately, his eyes were hard to use due to his old age, and soon his eyes were full of tears.
"It can't be done, it can't be done. If you look at me again, you will go blind. You can see for yourself."
He waved his hands and leaned against the wall, took out a bottle of eye drops and put some on them, then raised his head and closed his eyes.
After finishing, hand it to Hawkeye: "Here, eye drops, it will make your eyes feel better."
Hawkeye still focused on searching the wall and waved his hand: "No, my eyes are very good."
"Take it, there are still two rooms inside, young people, don't spoil yourself."
"It's okay, just use it yourself."
"I'm doing it for your own good. I'll take two drops to make you feel better, and you can get off work earlier. Come."
He said and forced it into Hawkeye's hand.
Hawkeye turned around helplessly, blinked his 24k golden eyes, and said, "Look, I'm really good."
Evil superpowers!
George held the eye drops tightly in his hands, and was hit by critical points in his heart, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
too bright!
"...Bring it here." He waved his hand, unscrewed the lid, looked up sadly and added two more drops.
This time, George lay completely flat and sat peacefully on the chair, waiting for him to check, euphemistically calling it "recuperation."
After a long time, he finally couldn't help but ask: "Are you born with your eyes?"
The world has undergone earth-shaking changes in the past two years.
First, the sci-fi-style iron suit came out, and then the legendary demon invaded the world, trying to turn the earth into a second hell; then the aliens came.
There are so many things that people are always overwhelmed.
As the head of the Manhattan Police Department's Major Crime Team, George was worried that there were still people with super powers lurking in the world, so he asked.
Hawkeye replied, "No."
George: "How did it become what it is now? High technology? Super powers? Or demons?"
"boss!"
"What do you mean?"
"Given by the boss!"
"Tony Stark?"
"No, Rucker."
George sat up straight and said cheerfully: "Are there any side effects? What do you think of me? Do you think I am qualified to do it?"
Hawkeye heard his eyes and turned around, the golden light scanned up and down, then turned his head to continue searching.
"You have no chance, don't think about it."
"Why, you just took a look."
"intuition."
"Ha ha."
The answer was expected. George rolled his eyes and continued to "recuperate". At this time, there was a vibration in his pocket. It was his cell phone ringing.
Caller: Baby daughter Gwen.
He connected to the video. Gwen was wearing a white peaked cap, with long blond hair hanging down her ears. Her face was fair and rosy, with the vigor of a college student.
"Gwen, are you out of school yet? I'm sorry Dad is a little busy today. You can take the subway back."
"OK, I happened to go to the corner bakery. I haven't eaten in a long time and I feel a little nostalgic, hehe."
Hawkeye heard the girl's playful and lovely voice, turned his head silently, walked behind George, and glanced at the screen quietly.
George put down his phone with the promise of a feast tonight, a pair of sparkling eyes staring at him.
"Sheriff George, the next seed is none other than you. Here, this is the boss's personal business card. Let Gwen call after you think about it."
"……roll!!!"
ten minutes later.
Hawkeye and George stood in front of a wall, the lights had been turned off, but there was a red light behind the wall.
Ladies' changing room, red light,
No need to guess what it is.
George gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Another pervert, I hope you won't be caught by me."
Hawkeye didn't snap the camera. He took out his phone from his pocket and activated the smart software to scan the surrounding signals.
Usually, there are two ways for this kind of candid device to transmit video, one is the traditional SD card insertion, and the other is relatively high-end and transmits through wireless network.
Regardless of the kind, they cannot escape the scan of the simplified version of Jarvis.
Sure enough, with a ding sound, a device popped up on the phone.
Hawkeye clicked on the software, but it was prompted that there was a lack of storage devices. Looking through the records, the SD card of this camera was taken away half a month ago.
In other words, I took a picture of loneliness.
George stood behind him, narrowed his eyes and said quietly:
"Tell me, does that guy know that the camera is empty!"
……
eight pm.
Leif drove a long circle around the hotel, changing routes at random from time to time.
The lights at the hotel gate remained the same, and the doorman wearing a red vest who parked for the guests remained unchanged.
The bigger the tip, the bigger the smile.
In the cafe and restaurant next to the window opposite, the young lovers hang out with each other, spreading dog food to their heart's content, and then meet up at the hotel for a walk.
Further away, a homeless man wrapped in a broken cardboard box squatted in the darkness and watched everything silently.
Lei Fu went back and forth three times and found no problem, so he decided to take a gamble.
He stopped the car outside a street, and after confirming that there was no surveillance, his body squirmed, and he put on a bald male face and walked towards the hotel.
On the rooftop of the building, the eagle eye hidden in the shadows puts his hand on the ear:
"The target appears, wait until he enters... wait, there are still people outside."
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