Buzz!
Two-thirty in the afternoon.
After landing, the flight from New York successfully touched down at Ronald Reagan Washington National Airport in Washington, D.C..
Half an hour later.
Lightly packed, Hawk walked out of the airport behind him and went directly to a taxi. He pulled open the back door, got in, and told the young Black man in the driver's seat, who turned to look at him, the name of a motel in Quantico Town.
The young Black driver nodded, immediately started the meter, and then pressed the accelerator, driving the car away from the airport.
Although the Marine Corps Base and the Federal Bureau of Investigation Academy are both in Quantico, that doesn't mean ordinary people can't go there.
Ordinary people just can't freely enter militarily controlled areas.
But Quantico Town itself, which is the perimeter of the Base, is still open.
Any disciplined person has extraordinary execution, not to mention a man like Hawk, who has consistently punched ten thousand times a day for a thousand consecutive days.
Hawk's execution was unprecedented.
After he left the Osborn Biological Industry building in the morning, he immediately went to the airport at noon to buy the fastest flight to Washington.
Hawk didn't even go home to get a change of clothes.
Fortunately, he had spent the previous night looking at Quantico satellite maps and had roughly planned what he needed to do if he wanted to go to Quantico to retrieve his gamma nium.
Otherwise, Hawk, who had just gotten off the plane, would probably be like a headless fly, not knowing which way to go.
"Plan A."
"If I can go in quietly, I'll go in quietly."
"But if I'm discovered, I'll immediately switch to Plan B."
"Quick decisive action!"
Sitting in the back seat of the taxi, Hawk silently thought to himself once more, then collected his thoughts and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the car window.
Then…
Hawk subtly raised his eyes and glanced at the young Black man driving in front, while taking out his phone from his pocket, which he had forgotten to restart after turning it off on the plane.
The phone quickly turned on.
Ding-dong, ding-dong, text messages started coming in.
Hawk raised his eyebrows, just about to unlock it to see what junk message the carrier had sent this time, when a low voice, accompanied by a dark muzzle pointed at him from the front, rang out in the car.
"Don't move, give me your phone."
"…"
Hawk fell silent.
Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I going to do?
No.
I was going to Quantico to rob, so why am I being robbed as soon as I land, before even reaching Quantico?
Damn!
It's the Capital, after all. Is the public safety worse than New York City?
In an instant.
Hawk's impression of Washington, D.C. dropped to freezing point.
The young Black man, who was driving, looked at Hawk, who seemed stunned in the back seat, through the rearview mirror and said in a deep voice, the dark muzzle shaking: "Don't move, give me your phone."
Hawk came back to his senses.
"Do you want me to not move, or do you want me to give you my phone?"
"…"
The young Black man also fell silent for a moment after hearing this.
The next second.
He seemed to have lost his composure.
"Motherf*cker, stop talking nonsense, give me your phone…"
"Ding-a-ling!"
Just as the young Black man lost his composure and spoke out, the incoming call ringtone sounded from Hawk's phone.
It was Gwen.
Hawk blinked, looking at the only number saved in his phone's contacts.
This phone only had one number saved.
As he had said before, there was no need for him to remove his phone, because he didn't need to call anyone, and no one would call him.
Uh…
Except for Gwen.
Hawk looked at Gwen's incoming call, answered it directly, and put it to his ear.
"Hello…"
"…"
The young Black man lost his composure.
Through the rearview mirror, he watched Hawk, who completely ignored his 'equalizer for all', didn't hesitate at all, didn't even pretend, and just blatantly answered the phone. He was completely broken.
The next second.
The young Black man immediately slammed on the brakes, a sudden stop, then his body swung on the seat, reaching towards the back.
"Motherf*cker, I…"
"Thud!"
"Ah!"
"…"
On the other end of the phone, Gwen, who was just about to speak, suddenly heard a scream that seemed to come from Hawk's side and blinked.
"Is someone screaming, Hawk?"
"…Uh, a guy passing by just now was playing a movie. He's probably watching some violent action film."
"I guess so. That scream sounds exactly like the scream made when ribs are broken."
"Uh…"
Hawk bent down, one hand covering the young Black man's mouth, who was pressed against the control panel, while looking at the spot on the young Black man's ribs he had just hit: "You can tell the injured location from a scream?"
Gwen's laughter came from the other end of the phone.
"Of course, my father is a police chief. I'll tell you a secret, the new police officers aren't necessarily as professional as I am."
"…I can tell."
Hawk was speechless.
What else could he say? He could only say that top students are top students; they learn everything faster and better than others.
Just then.
Gwen's laughter this time became clear and hearty.
"I'm just teasing you, how could that be?"
"…Alright, I believed you."
"By the way, why was your phone off? I called you many times but couldn't get through."
"What's wrong?"
Hawk maintained his bent posture, one hand covering the young Black man's mouth to prevent him from screaming, while the other hand held the phone and talked to Gwen.
"Downstairs."
"What?"
"Dr. Connors knows you were fired and that you were made a scapegoat. He feels bad and prepared a gift for you, but your phone was off, so I just came over. Aren't you home?"
Gwen, who had already driven her yellow corolla to the bottom of Hawk's new apartment building, pressed an envelope on the passenger seat with one hand while leaning out the window to look at Hawk's new apartment building.
After Hawk heard that Gwen was already downstairs at his apartment building, he was silent for a second or two, then reacted.
"Right, I'm not home. Why don't you take it back first and give it to me when school starts?"
"I'm already out of the car."
Gwen, closing the car door, walked towards Hawk's new apartment building and said, "You're on the top floor of the apartment building near the road, right? Your window isn't closed. I'll go in through the fire escape and put it directly in your home."
Hawk was stunned.
Gwen knowing where his home was wasn't strange, after all, Gwen was there when he filled out the employment information, so she might have seen it.
But…
"How did you know?"
"I saw your shorts hanging out the window."
"Uh…"
"You've worn those pants for three years, and if I remember correctly, those pants weren't shorts before, were they? You seemed to have altered them into shorts in tenth grade."
"Alright, that's it. I'll just put it in your home. I'm in a hurry to get back too."
"…"
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