Alvin, they giggled on the weekend ...

The dock area in Hell's Kitchen suddenly became extremely lively, and the police in the entire Hell's Kitchen were dispatched to block the entire dock area.

There is a police car parked at every street and every intersection.

This is the heaviest operation in Hell's Kitchen Police Station in the past 40 years ...

Although the goal is three boys and girls, in Beckett's mind, those are not important.

This is a rare opportunity to announce your existence to the residents of Hell's Kitchen ...

Like Alvin said, the people who fall here are not necessarily bad people, but only the police have the opportunity to let them continue as "good people" or "ordinary people".

Only when the police are still available will those "ordinary people" choose to buy some food when they have the first 100 dollars, instead of buying a self-defense at the discount stall of Alexei Pistol ...

Sitting in the car listening to the harsh siren at the intersection, Becket nodded contentedly ...

Although the residents nearby looked at their **** like watching shit, Becket didn't care. Her purpose was achieved. For the first time, the police in Hell's Kitchen handled the case without gangster interference ...

With the first time, there will be the second time ...

The three boys and girls hiding in the dock area are no longer important in Beckett's mind ...

Their operating space has been minimized, and without foreign aid, they would have been unable to escape.

Because of this, Beckett even deliberately asked Duke to come over later. Every minute the siren sounded here would be a huge victory for the police.

Kassel looked at his fiancee and had forgotten about him ...

The boyish writer Mr. looked at a delicate house in front of him and said, "Let me down. There is a house of a friend of mine. I'll go and sit with him."

Beckett, who was driving, glanced at the house in front of her. She slumped aside, looked at Kassel, and said, "Are you sure John Witkey is at home?"

Cassell looked at Beckett who was not attached to himself. He shook his head helplessly and said, "I am the intelligence officer of John Witkey, and of course I know he is not at home!"

Speaking of Cassel pushing the door and getting out of the car, he bent over and looked at Becket's excited look, and said helplessly: "I'm waiting for you here, remember to call me after catching the boy, I'm going Watch the trial.

I'm too curious about their organization ...

King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table, these are legendary characters ... "

Beckett nodded perfunctoryly, then leaned forward and pulled in the co-pilot's door, and the accelerator stepped out a long distance.

Kassel shook his head helplessly, he walked around to the backyard of John Wie's room ...

Looking at John Witkey, who is training dogs in the yard, and beautiful Dalia ...

Kassel shouted, "Hey, freelancer ~

I came to see you! "

It was not John Witkey who responded to Kassel, but two red **** dogs ...

They yelled fiercely at Kassel, and the hair on their neck suddenly exploded, eagerly trying to taste the author's flesh like two little lions ...

John Witkey looked at the startled Cassel, hesitated, and finally whistled to recall the **** dog ...

Looking at Kassel, who was spreading his hands, John Witkey annoyed and opened the gate, saying, "It's very dangerous to try to enter around the back of someone's house in this place.

Mrs. Barton, next door, just broke the leg of a drug addict who wanted to eat with guns yesterday ... "

Saying that John Witkey stopped at the gate and looked at Kassel, he said, "What do you have, unless you have accurate information about the mutants wanted, otherwise I would like to take a break today ..."

Kassel squeezed into John Witkey's yard with dissatisfaction. He waved at Daria leaning on the porch and said with a smile, "Hey, Dalia, you are so beautiful today, you should Try it in Hollywood, compared to those 'vases', you are simply art!

Quickly control your boyfriend, I helped him make nearly $ 500,000, but he still looks like this ...

For God's sake, give me a cup of coffee ... "

Talking about Kassel staring at the two **** dogs sitting on the ground obediently staring at himself, saying, "Your dog food has me a credit, be nice to me ..."

Dalia likes Kassel very much. She always thinks John Witkey is too lonely. Having a friend like Kassel will make him change a little.

Gesturing Kassel to sit down on a chair on the porch, Dalia returned to the room and poured him a cup of coffee ...

Kassel took a sip of the fragrant coffee, then smiled with a thumb and said, "Italian espresso, great taste!

I have to praise ‘barista’, she ’s filled her life with ‘warmth’ ... ”

Dalia hugged happily and hugged Kassel, then glanced at John Witkey who brushed the **** dog with a brush and said, "You are a visionary, you should come here often Just sit.

Some idiots only need caffeine, not coffee ... "

John Witkey glanced helplessly at his "powerful" girlfriend. He looked up at the sky a little irritably, and then asked Kassel: "Your director girlfriend is crazy?

The siren has been thinking for almost an hour ...

Are they arresting people or are they demonstrating like the whole Hell's Kitchen? "

Cassell took a sip of coffee and said with a smile: "You need to arrest and demonstrate!

Beckett was determined to engrave her name in the history of Hell's Kitchen, and she was working on it. "

Dalia listened with a smile and said, "Then you should give Beckett some advice ...

We live here are good people, she should send more police forces to patrol here.

Otherwise we always solve the problem ourselves, very troublesome!

I can even organize the residents here and give the police a little financial support, as long as you send police cars to patrol here 24 hours ...

Cassell nodded and said, "I'll bring your opinion, but I don't think Beckett will do that.

She won't make this community the Upper East Side of Hell's Kitchen ...

Then again, are you still worried about security? "

Speaking of Kassel and glanced at the house next door, he curiously said, "Who are you living next door to, someone who dares to buy such a good house here must be a bit capable ...

How come there are addicts coming? "

Dalia listened with a smile and said, "Next door is Clint Button, the house bought by 'Eagle Eyes'.

His wife lives with his three children ...

The children lived in school, and Mrs. Barton was naturally the target alone.

But those addicts finally found themselves looking for the wrong person ... "

Kassel listened, whistled, and said with a smile, "Isn't a terrible guy looking for a terrific girlfriend?"

Like freelancers, like me ... "

John Witkey watched Kassel's fierce fight with his girlfriend just a few minutes later. He anxiously walked to the chair on the porch and sat down. Then he looked at Kassel and said, "Whether you came For what?

Did you run here from the center of Manhattan just to brag about my girlfriend? "

Cassell heard and shook his head. "Beckett is hunting three young boys and girls. I don't find it interesting, so I came to sit here with you.

Man, you have to be passionate about me. Your dog food was originally borrowed from me ...

We are partners now. Do you treat your partner like that? "

Dalia watched John Witkey's weird look, and she said with a smile: "John received a call from the IRS today and he needs to pay the tax he owes ...

And he's thinking about buying an insurance policy, so he's in a bad mood now ...

You only made a small part of that 500,000, and now you have all replaced it with dog food ... "

Kassel looked at John Witkey and said with a smile, "Wow!

Looks like you really decided to settle down, you should tell me earlier, I can introduce you to my accountant and financial adviser, so you might save a lot of money.

The band of robbers at the Internal Revenue Service really can't mess with ... "

John Witkey nodded expressionlessly and said, "Yes, they are even more terrifying than the 'High Table Clan' in the underground world.

Alvin could call me to help me solve the hunt from the ‘high table family’, but he also has to pay taxes ... ”

As John Witkey looked up to the dock, he said, "Is there a bonus for helping the police?

I've been short of money recently ... "

Cassell shrugged, and said helplessly: "I don't think they have. Beckett's funding has been very tight.

Since Bruto found a team of lawyers, their office and litigation expenses have been inadequate ...

The police union is now refusing to accept requests from the Hell's Kitchen Police Station. The gangsters are too energy consuming ...

Had Matt and Fudge had occasionally helped at low prices, the Hell's Kitchen police would have gone bankrupt! "

While Kassel was talking, an ordinary-looking but gentle woman shouted to Dalia across the fence: "Hey, Dalia, come and taste the muffins I just made ..."

Dalia stood up happily, gathered up like an ordinary housewife, took a stack of muffins, and said enthusiastically, "Thank you, Mrs. Barton ...

Come over for a cup of coffee, I just made Italian coffee. "

Mrs. Barton smiled and shook her head, then hesitated ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ said: "Daria, when I saw on the second floor a group of armed men ashore from the sea ...

It seems to be heading towards the pier ... "

Saying Mrs. Barton a little curiously, "Those people should not be police ...

Will they be the people in Hell's Kitchen?

You know, I'm not familiar here, so I'm a little worried ...

This is really a little different from my farm environment! "

Dalia looked back at John Witkey and found that he and Cassel had dropped the coffee cup and walked into the room to start getting their equipment ...

Looking at Mrs. Barton, who was "worried" in front of her, Dalia said with a smile: "I think you still come and stay with me for a while, my man is going out soon.

Now is the time for our women to help each other ...

Bring your Remington, it will give us a little security. "