The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

Chapter 32 No Guarai with me (please recommend!)

Where has Lake gone?

The answer is obvious.

Lake ran away.

wrong……

To be precise, Lake never went into the New Amsterdam Hospital from start to finish, he himself had been drinking with a group of guys in a recognized police bar nearby.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

"Do, do, do!"

Under the roar of a group of people, Lake drank the whisky from a large glass, and the moment the last drop fell into his throat, there was an instant cheers in the bar.

Officers who were on vacation today or who didn't get the news instantly gave Lake's performance a big round of applause.

Lake put down the glass, pressed it with his hand, and said to the detective who bet with him: "Hey, man, remember, you lose, don't forget the money."

The detective of the branch shook his head and smiled wryly.

Lake's drinking capacity has been sung among colleagues. After all, George Stacy, who is known as the best drinker, has also been brought down by Lake several times. Everyone thought that they could see how much Lake's drinking capacity was today.

did not expect……

After just burping, Lake reached the high stool at the bar, and said to the blond waitress who looked like she could score eight points: "A glass of bourbon, thank you."

Lake still prefers bourbon.

whisky?

That thing, Lake, was weird and delicious, and it made Lake feel the pride of a medieval western cowboy.

Going to the hospital to work is a clone.

The clone mission is over.

nature……

Choose suicide to end the existence of the clone.

The sound of the gunshot after Jack and the others entered the ICU was the shot that Lake shot into his forehead.

Don't say it yet.

pain!

The six senses of the clone and the main body are shared, which is why Lake hesitated for a while. Until now, Lake rubbed his eyebrows and felt that there seemed to be a hole there.

But the ending is good.

The one to be killed is also killed.

I just said, no one can stop the person I want to kill, and everyone who reported the crime has been killed, but I want to see what other moves the guy behind the scenes has.

Lake's eyes flickered.

After half an hour.

A police car stopped at the door of the bar.

Beckett, Esposito, and Ryan walked in, and at first glance, they saw Lake drinking from his glass at the bar.

The others in the bar suddenly looked at Beckett.

After confirming that he was a colleague, he turned his eyes away, but there were several detectives from the branch holding wine glasses and sitting on the high stool at the bar with Lake.

Come and testify for Lake.

Lake raised his glass to Beckett with a smile on his face: "Hi, Beckett, do you want a drink?"

Esposito came over: "Lake, don't you have my share?"

Lake shrugged and said to Inspector Allen who was sitting next to him from the second bureau: "Yes, Inspector Allen just lost to me, and he will pay for my drinks today."

Allen shrugged and made a gesture that was unfortunately just like that.

Beckett breathed a sigh of relief. "You've been here all the time?"

It's good to have an alibi, I'm afraid that Lake doesn't have any witnesses at home or he can't say clearly.

Beckett also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard a police officer say that Lake was in a nearby bar. After all, the bar is quite close to the hospital, and there is a certain time to commit crimes.

And Lake has an excellent motive for committing the crime.

In order to confirm, Beckett asked again: "You have been here all the time. In the past hour, you have not walked in the lobby of this bar, have not been to the toilet, or have gone out to make a phone call?"

Lake touched his pocket: "I forgot if you didn't say it. I was in a hurry to go out, and I forgot to bring my mobile phone."

Inspector Allen of the Second Bureau turned towards Beckett, pointed his finger around the colleagues in the store, and the blond waiter behind the bar, and said, "All of us can prove it."

Lake's eyes suddenly lit up: "That's right."

Beckett thought to himself, "What's wrong?"

Lake got up from the high stool: "I didn't feel anything just now. As soon as you said it, I found that I really needed to go to the bathroom."

Beckett: "..."

The colleagues in the bar were stunned for a moment, and then looked at Lake's back as he walked towards the bathroom at the back of the bar, and burst into laughter in unison.

After half an hour.

New York Police Department.

in Montgomery's office.

Sitting in the chair, Lake reluctantly rubbed his still aching eyebrows: "Boss, I've been suspended, and I'm not getting paid for staying here."

Montgomery looked at Lake, who smelled of alcohol, and then asked Beckett, "Are you sure this guy doesn't have any time to commit crimes?"

Beckett head.

Lake smiled and looked at Montgomery: "Captain, aren't those police officers alive, are they me, they'll know at a glance, fortunately, I was a little depressed today because I was suspended by you and went to drink, if I were at home, That's not the end of the game."

Montgomery was expressionless and didn't even look at Lake: "How is the on-site investigation, have you found out how the killer left?"

Beckett shook his head: "The colleagues in the forensic department are collecting over there to see if they can find any useful clues."

"Those two?"

"died."

Beckett said, looking at Lake, and then said to Montgomery: "Captain, you say, is this someone trying to frame Lake?"

Montgomery rolled his eyes: "Then the killer this guy hired must be cheap."

Lake: "..."

You are cheap, and your whole family is cheap.

Although Laimou is a killer of crowdsourcing, he still has some grades. Generally, Laike never accepts orders. He has only one principle for accepting orders, that is, he will only accept orders over 50,000 yuan.

Small orders under 50,000?

Ha ha.

The one who is waiting to place the order and the one who is placed under the order will bid against each other. Whoever has the amount of 50,000 yuan first, Lake will take the order. It's the kind that is 100% praised by customers.

Beckett frowned slightly.

Montgomery glanced at Lake, and then said to Beckett: "Those two guys were not seriously injured or died for no reason or are alive is our Inspector Edwin's trouble, dead, and still with great fanfare , was killed under the eyes of a killer witnessed by a group of ICU doctors and nurses, and the trouble for our Inspector Edwin was immediately gone."

"No way."

"What do you think."

Beckett frowned: "Even if these two are dead, what about Lake's violent law enforcement complaint?"

Lake said to Beckett: "Correct, I'm not violent law enforcement, those two people are blocking my way, and they are planning to do something to me, so I just kick one by one."

Beckett glanced at Lake, I was talking to you.

Montgomery coughed and said, "You can see at a glance that someone is plotting against him. We can't see it. As long as no one is looking for trouble, will the people from the Internal Affairs Bureau dare to investigate him?"

Lake tilted his head and looked at Montgomery: "Captain, I bet you a thousand dollars, they will!"

Montgomery: "..."

Beckett: "..."

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