Chapter 537: Marvel: Awakening the Little Universe at the Start, Chapter 288

Asking is because his appearance fee is very high.

Hawk smiled.

Then...

In the evening, when the two were eating dinner at 521A Palm Street, Hawk told Gwen about the vampire calling George in the morning at the fake funeral to invite George to dismantle a gift at night.

Gwen, who was dividing beef on Hawk's plate, blinked.

"Dad didn't tell me."

"Is that so?"

Hawk raised an eyebrow and said with a smile: "I thought you knew. It seems your dad isn't playing with you, Gwen."

Gwen gave Hawk a direct eye roll.

"Dad is worried about me, that's why he didn't tell me."

"Alright, that was my mistake, sorry."

Hawk, hearing this, had a look of sudden realization, his mouth twitched, said sorry, and then stopped talking.

Gwen, who was inside the island counter, put the divided beef on Hawk's plate, then looked at Hawk who had stopped talking, her little mouth opened, and finally chose not to speak either, moving the vegetable salad plate placed on the side to her front and starting to stir it.

"Clatter!"

"Clatter!"

"Clatter..."

"Clang!"

Gwen took a deep breath, put the stirring spoon in her hand aside, looked up at Hawk: "Where is Dad going tonight?"

Hawk smiled inside, looked up with a calm expression, and blinked.

"What?"

"Where is Dad going tonight?"

"Hudson Meat Packing Plant!"

"Hudson... what kind of place is this?"

"A pork slaughter factory established near the Hudson River bank, but inside is a stronghold for New York vampire gatherings."

"Hiss!"

Gwen, hearing this, gasped: "Dad is going there tonight?"

Hawk nodded, looked at Gwen, and said with a smile: "Yes, that vampire said he sent George a gift, and only after George accepts that gift will he appear to meet George."

Gwen looked at the smiling expression on Hawk's face and had a somewhat bad feeling.

"What is the gift?"

"I don't know that."

Hawk shook his head: "You said it yourself, before you asked, don't let me participate in your game."

Gwen's mouth twitched.

"This isn't a game, this is a case, it's Dad's case."

"To me, it's a game."

Hawk shrugged, then changed the subject, glancing at Gwen: "If I were to guess what gift the vampire prepared, I guess it should be inviting George to dinner."

Gwen raised an eyebrow.

"Dinner?"

"A vampire's dinner."

"..."

Gwen was silent for a while, then pursed her lips, looked at Hawk who had lowered his head to eat the beef on his plate after saying this, and then reached out, taking Hawk's dinner plate into her own hands.

Hawk, holding a fork, looked up at Gwen who had snatched his food.

Gwen smiled brilliantly.

"Hawk."

"Hmm."

"What time is Dad going over?"

"The appointment on the phone is eleven o'clock."

"Then can you take me there?"

"Do you want me to step in?"

"What?"

Gwen's expression was stunned, then she shook her head at light speed: "No, no, no, I just thought, can we go over and take a look, in case Dad has an accident, if you can..."

Hawk didn't wait for Gwen to finish her words, and had already given the answer with a smile.

"Sure."

"Uh..."

Hawk was crisp and neat, answering without sitting on the ground and raising the price, which left Gwen dumbfounded.

Gwen looked at Hawk suspiciously.

"You don't need me to..."

"Don't need to."

Hawk smiled brilliantly, looking at Gwen who was full of suspicion: "Then we'd better eat quickly, otherwise, we won't make it in time."

Gwen regained her senses and handed the dinner plate she had just taken away back to Hawk.

Hawk reached out and took it, saying thank you very gentlemanly.

Gwen, eating her vegetable salad, still had a suspicious expression.

She had just prepared to pay the reward of three uniforms.

But Hawk didn't want it.

This is very "un-Hawk."

And...

Gwen always felt that Hawk's smile today looked a bit strange, with a look of a weasel seeing a mouse, the kind that had eaten her up.

Pfft pfft pfft, I'm not a mouse.

Gwen thought to herself.

Finally...

On the way to the Hudson Meat Packing Plant, Gwen, sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help but look at Hawk who was driving.

"Hawk, shouldn't you ask me for a few uniforms?"

"Why?"

Hawk, hearing this, glanced at Gwen sideways: "I said it, as long as you speak, I will help. You should give me a little more trust."

Gwen opened her mouth.

"Sorry?"

"I accept your apology."

Hawk smiled, withdrew his gaze, and focused on driving.

Just kidding.

If I asked for the reward now, how would I ask for it when we get there?

As everyone knows.

Free things are always the most expensive.

It's free now, and it will be the most expensive kind in a while.

Soon.

On the river bank embankment just one road away from the Hudson Meat Packing Plant, Hawk glanced sideways at the meat packing plant with a mottled gate and a 90s architectural atmosphere behind the gate.

"We're here."

"Uh..."

Gwen looked around, looking at Hawk who had just parked the car here in front of the meat packing plant so brightly: "Won't we be discovered if we park here?"

Hawk shook his head: "No."

Under the effect of the Reality Stone, he had already reduced his presence, as well as Gwen's and the car he was sitting in, to infinitely close to zero.

As long as he wanted, even if he drove this car and hit someone, in the eyes of others, that person would have flown up by themselves as if they had encountered a supernatural event.

So...

Hawk thought to himself, and then felt George's aura.

"George is here."

"... Where?"

Gwen's eyes lit up, following Hawk's gaze, and soon she saw George, who had taken a taxi to get here.

Hawk was a bit curious, opening the car door and walking out, while asking Gwen who had walked down from the passenger seat: "George is here now, what about Howard and Simon?"

Getting down from the passenger seat, her gaze had been fixed on George, who was also walking toward the meat packing plant. Seeing that George really couldn't see her and Hawk, she looked at Hawk: "You forgot, Dad sent the two of them to Long Island."

Hawk's expression was of sudden realization.

"Helen went too?"

"No."

Gwen shook her head: "Dad was worried that this group of people was still monitoring him, so Mom is still at Detective Hale's house."

Hawk nodded.

"Hale is not bad."

"I know."

Gwen walked to Hawk's side, holding Hawk's arm, looking at her father George, who was knocking on the meat packing plant's door almost ten steps in front of them, her voice lowered: "Are you sure Dad can't see us?"

Hawk didn't speak, because a small door on the right side of the meat packing plant's gate opened.

A strong, bald African-American appeared.

After the bald African-American opened the door, he looked around, without any hesitation, swept his gaze over Hawk and Gwen, and finally fell on George in front of him, his gaze carrying a hint of vigilance.

"Who are you looking for?"

"I was invited by Cole."

"Cole!"

The bald African-American, hearing the name George said, had the vigilance on his face disappear instantly, and he completely opened the small door.

George walked in.

The bald man looked at the door again, confirmed there was no one else, and then closed the door again.

Gwen, who had already walked in behind George, looked at the bald African-American who was right in front of them but seemed unable to see them, and looked at Hawk in shock: "They really can't see us."

Hawk smiled helplessly: "Do you have so little confidence in me?"

Gwen shook her head.

"No, I have a lot of confidence in you. It's because I have confidence in you that I asked you not to step in, because with you covering for me, I can have many chances for error."

"Then you..."

"I'm providing you with emotional value, can't you tell?" ===== CHAPTER 539 =====