The infinite life of a certain beauty

Chapter 117 The little spider who was whipped again

"Hache!"

"God bless you."

Kirk, who just came out of the office behind him, rubbed his suddenly itchy nose and sneezed.

Followed by George who came out from behind, he subconsciously sent his blessing.

It's a habit.

After George finished speaking, he looked at Kirk and asked for Kirk's opinion: "Is there anything you like to eat, or is there anything you don't like in particular?"

Kirk thought for a while: "Sweet?"

George was a little curious: "You don't like sweets?"

Kirk shook his head: "I can't say I don't like it, I can only say that if I had a choice, I wouldn't eat it."

Mainly, he doesn't have a good impression of sweets.

Because he was once cheated by Alice with sweet brown sugar water.

This is another story.

At that time, Kirk, who had just obtained the power of the vampire, was in an adaptation period similar to that of the newborn vampire for a while.

Generally, newborn vampires will take special drinks at the beginning to help them get through this somewhat difficult adaptation period as soon as possible.

But as we all know, the Karen family is vegetarian.

But Alice finds Kirk with a cup of sweet and sticky drink every night, and asks him to take it secretly.

The taste of this drink made Kirk doubt life for a while, thinking he might as well be a vegetarian.

later...

Only after Kirk tasted the real taste of the drink did he realize that the drink that Alice brought every day was a bowl of sticky brown sugar water deliberately soaked.

Since then, Kirk has directly added any sweets to his blacklist.

Sweet?

Dogs don't eat!

George thought for a while: "How about Mexican food?"

Kirk looked at George: "Do you have to eat this meal, or another day?"

For example, when Gwen is free, at least, at that time, in case something really happens, with Gwen present, at least it can be adjusted and eased.

George had a big smile on his face.

Kirk followed suit with a smile.

next second.

As if changing his face, George put away the smile on his face, took out his car keys, and walked towards his vehicle: "No, why didn't you think of this when you were sleeping with my daughter."

Kirk opened his mouth.

If I say that I am passive and your daughter is active, would you believe it?
Kirk looked at George who opened the passenger door for him, and then signaled him to get in the car quickly, walked to George who was standing by the passenger door, and really wanted to say such a sentence.

but……

Kirk looked at the expression on George's face and thought, even if he said it, George might not believe it, and it might be counterproductive. After thinking about it, he didn't say anything, and obediently sat in the passenger seat.

with a snap.

George closed the co-pilot's door, walked to the driver's seat, opened the door, sat on it, and started the car directly. He didn't give the old man under him the hard-fought repair time to warm up and prepare. As soon as he stepped on it, he drove straight away from the 36th branch with thick smoke billowing.

Standing at the door of the sub-bureau, Ryan and Esposito, who were watching this scene, shook their heads and sighed after George's tail lights disappeared, and couldn't help showing a gloating expression on their faces.

"I'm afraid there will be more bad luck tonight."

"Yes."

Esposito nodded, with a little bit of admiration in his tone: "Ruthless man, I now seriously suspect that the reason why Kirk was transferred from Atlanta to us may not only be to hook up with us during the undercover period. He raped his boss's woman, and maybe even raped his boss's daughter."

Ryan nodded sympathetically.

Beckett, who was standing next to the two of them, couldn't help but shook his head when he heard their conversation, and interrupted: "Okay, stop gossiping here, let's work."

Ryan and Esposito recovered and nodded.

New York City is a free city, and a free city, the 36th Precinct, like any other precinct, will not make any changes because of whether you are off work or whether it is a day off.

Every day, the 36th branch is either solving a case or on its way to the scene of the crime.

Driving his old buddy, George, who was out of the 36th Bureau, drove, took Kirk, through Manhattan, and drove to Brooklyn. After about an hour's drive, he parked the car slowly on the outside of a house. In the empty parking space of an inconspicuous Mexican restaurant.

George should be a regular customer of this restaurant.

After taking Kirk and finding an empty seat near the window, the owner of the restaurant, a typical Mexican, came over and said hello to George.

"George, long time no see."

"Long time no see, how are you doing?"

"You know, not as good as Manhattan, but better than Hell's Kitchen."

The Mexican smiled, said casually, then glanced at Kirk, and said to George, "A new face, a new partner, and Beckett, I haven't seen her for a long time."

George took the menu and handed Kirk a copy: "Look first, I'll go to the kitchen to see, this guy recently brought some good things back from his hometown."

After Kirk took the menu, he nodded and watched as George and the Mexican walked towards the back kitchen talking and laughing.

next second.

The voices of the two, after being screened by Kirk, passed into Kirk's ears.

"Is there a new stock?"

"Yes, I just picked it last night."

"Hiss, good stuff!"

After the Mexican took a breath, he seemed to be looking at the good stuff George brought over.

after awhile.

The Mexican voice resounded.

"Dickon Biological Building, you also participated in that vote?"

"Well, how's the market going now?"

"It has risen, we are so familiar, there is no need to hide it from you, at noon today, the purchase price of fangs in New York City began to increase, but you are sure to sell it now, according to my estimation, there should be some increase, after all , You have given away the largest vampire lair in New York City, I received news that the vampires who are still in the city have begun to move, and they dare not stay in New York City anymore."

"Then do you estimate, how much are these worth?"

"...Let me go first, I'll give you an answer tomorrow, you know, I'm doing this business for nothing, I can't compare to those professional purchasers, the price is low, it's not good for you, the price is too high, I feel bad too."

"it is good."

The conversation between George and the Mexican was simple and straight to the point. After saying hello, the topic of discussion between the two turned into a discussion of food.

Kirk, who was sitting in his seat, also opened the list of buyers in New York City who were running the business of buying and selling vampire fangs sent by Alexander Pierce in the mailbox.

into the eye.

Kirk looked around, but found no information on the list that matched the Mexican boss.

Right.

Kirk raised his eyebrows, and then thought of the conversation between the Mexican boss and George just now.

It is indeed unlikely that a non-professional purchaser who is doing small things will enter the eyes of Hydra.

Thinking so, Kirk gave up the idea of ​​coming here after George left and selling the fangs to the Mexican boss.

After all, he has a large volume, so finding a professional one that has been certified by Hydra is more reliable than finding a random wild buyer.

Moreover, the purchasers who have passed the background investigation of Hydra should be more straightforward in giving money or something.

While Kirk was flipping through the documents and picking a buyer for himself, George, who had finished talking with the Mexican boss, came out of the kitchen and looked at Kirk, who was playing with his mobile phone: "How about it, is there anything you want to eat?" , this store is much more authentic than the ones near our bureau, and the owner is a serious Mexican."

Kirk put away his phone and pushed the menu with two dishes checked to George: "I've ordered it, take a look."

George took the menu, glanced at it, and praised: "You have a good eye. This is the most authentic way of this restaurant. Have you eaten it before?"

Kirk shrugged. "When I was in Atlanta, I went to a few Mexican restaurants."

George nodded.

next second.

When George was looking at the dishes on the menu, he suddenly changed the subject, looked at the menu without looking up and said, "What are you going to do next?"

Is this the beginning?

Isn't this all foreshadowing?
With that in mind, Kirk asked calmly, "What?"

George looked up, with a pair of tiger eyes and bright eyes.

"How Dare You!"

"Just do it?"

Kirk said subconsciously.

George's face darkened.

after awhile.

George took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, silently recited Kirk's return from an undercover agent, and he must be patient with undercover agents, and looked at Kirk: "Actually, I am very opposed to my daughter seeking a police detective. ,Do you know why?"

I'm not a detective.

Kirk thought so, but still shook his head following George's words.

"do not know why?"

"Because I don't want my daughter to be sad in the future."

"Uh……"

"But you are very courageous, outrageously big."

"thanks?"

"I'm not complimenting you."

The corner of George's mouth twitched slightly, then he shook his head and said, "But it's useless to say this now, I just want to ask you, you and my daughter, are you just playing for fun, or are you serious."

Kirk frowned: "I never play with emotions."

Although he admits that he is fickle, he said that he never plays with his feelings.

When George heard Kirk's words without thinking about it, the expression on his face became a little better.

Kirk looked at George: "In terms of feelings, I never like to cheat, let alone play, every relationship will be real and only real to me, and I don't think you have reason against me and Gwen."

In a word.

He, Kirk, may be unreliable and playful, but he is better than a certain little spider.

Yes.

At least Kirk can guarantee that if he falls in love with Gwen, he will not destroy Stacey's family anyway, and even Gwen will not be able to protect him in the end.

……

(End of this chapter)