Ding!
The elevator took less than twenty seconds to go directly from the first floor to the twenty-sixth floor.
After the elevator doors opened, Hawke, who had been looking down and tidying up the documents in his backpack since entering the elevator on the first floor, pulled down his baseball cap and stepped out of the elevator.
Just then.
Mrs. Katherine Strucker, who had just hung up the phone and heard that her daughter's math tutor had arrived, was waiting at the door. She looked at Hawke as he emerged from the elevator: "Andrew, why are you so late today? Did something…"
Hawke slowly looked up as Mrs. Katherine Strucker spoke.
The next second.
Mrs. Katherine Strucker, who was about to ask Andrew if he was delayed by something on the way, was stunned the moment Hawke looked up: "You're not…"
Before she could finish her sentence!
A twelve-round, silver beretta with a silencer was already pressed against Mrs. Katherine Strucker's forehead, which was filled with a look of astonishment.
In an instant.
Mrs. Katherine Strucker was dumbfounded.
"Get in!"
"You…"
"Get in!"
Mrs. Katherine Strucker came to her senses and quickly raised her hands, as if trained, to show her harmlessness: "Okay, okay, okay, don't hurt us."
Hawke was expressionless. He followed Mrs. Katherine Strucker, who, though speaking with some composure, was clearly trembling, into the house.
"Thud!"
Without looking back, Hawke used his foot to close the door, then looked at Mrs. Katherine Strucker, who had turned around. Though flustered, she forced a smile at him: "I'm sorry, madam!"
Mrs. Katherine Strucker's eyes constricted.
"Wait a minute, you can have anything you want, just don't…"
"Thud!"
Hawke used his gun to directly strike Mrs. Katherine Strucker, who thought he was going to silence her, on the back of her head. Then, he quickly slid a step to steadily catch Mrs. Strucker as she instantly fainted and fell backward.
The next second.
Hawke used his waist strength to directly carry Mrs. Strucker, who, despite being forty-three, had a face and figure no less stunning than her prime, in a princess carry towards the living room sofa. Then, without looking sideways, he placed Mrs. Strucker, who was wearing only a lace nightgown, revealing her excellent figure, on the sofa.
"Hey."
A voice came from the stairs leading to the second floor not far away: "What happened, Mom?"
Hawke turned to look.
A blonde girl about his age was speaking as she came down the stairs. It was Mrs. Katherine Strucker's daughter, Lauren Strucker.
Lauren Strucker, with her blonde hair, blue eyes, and well-developed figure, frowned as she looked at Hawke who had turned to face her: "Who are you?"
Hawke smiled faintly and did not answer the question. Instead, he stepped aside, allowing Lauren Strucker to see her mother: "You're Lauren, right? Your mom just said she felt dizzy, and then she fainted…"
Lauren Strucker didn't wait for Hawke to finish. Seeing her mother lying on the sofa behind Hawke, seemingly unconscious, a look of nervousness immediately appeared on her face: "Mom."
Saying that.
Lauren Strucker directly rushed past Hawke, running towards her mother on the sofa, and instinctively asked Hawke again: "Who are you?"
Hawke looked at Lauren, who had entered his kill zone. This time, he didn't evade the question and answered honestly: "An Assassin!"
Lauren Strucker, who was already sitting on the sofa and about to wake her mother, paused slightly, then suddenly shuddered and looked up at Hawke: "Wh…?"
In an instant.
Lauren Strucker's eyes constricted as she watched a large hand envelop her.
What?
Lauren was instantly enraged, but before she could do anything, in less than a second, Lauren, whose eyes had turned emerald green from anger, just like her mother, gracefully fainted.
Five minutes later.
Hawke removed his gloves and admired the two bound mother and daughter in front of him. After confirming that even if they woke up, they wouldn't be able to make a sound to call for help from outside, he grabbed his backpack without looking back, pushed open the glass door connecting the living room to the balcony, and walked out onto the balcony.
His target for this assassination was not Mrs. Strucker, who lived on the twenty-sixth floor, or anyone else in her family.
Hawke's target this time was Lam Hammer, who lived on the twenty-seventh floor.
That's right.
Hammer from Hammer Industries.
Hawke had no personal grudge with Hammer Industries; it was just business.
Someone wanted him dead, so they found Hawke's Agent and paid for his head.
It's just that…
Lam Hammer also knew he had offended many people and valued his life greatly. No matter where he went, he was always accompanied by security. Hawke scouted for a week before discovering that only when he returned to Star Tower would Lam Hammer be alone.
But…
Star Tower's security capabilities were no less than those of the CIA headquarters in Langley.
Star Tower's security personnel were elite police officers and Agents who had retired from the Federal Bureau of Investigation or the New York Police Department, or they were headhunted by Star Tower at high prices. Even the security screening device in the lobby was concocted by an Agent who had left Langley, using his connections.
That's not all.
Even if you pass the security gate and get into the elevator, without an elevator card, you cannot activate the elevator. Moreover, you can only press the floor you are going to. If you dare to move around, or try to hack into the elevator system, or try to climb into the elevator shaft through the elevator, it won't work.
It is said that Star Tower's security system also uses Langley's security system. As soon as you make a move, the elevator will be immediately locked down.
Within the assassin world, over the past few years, countless colleagues have fallen in this Star Tower. Hawke initially didn't want to take on this mission.
But…
She paid too much.
So, in order to get this commission, Hawke bought a list of Star Tower residents, spent some time, and found Katherine Strucker, who happened to live in the same building as the target.
Then he found the fake identity he had just used, Andrew, replaced his photo with Andrew's name, and then confirmed through wiretapping that Andrew would be home around six o'clock today to help with tutoring.
Although he was in a hurry, Hawke still rushed over right after school in the afternoon.
Thankfully.
He arrived just in time, catching Andrew right after he got off the bus.
After Hawke dragged him into an alley and knocked him out, he changed into the clothes and identification he had prepared for today, disguised himself as Andrew, and headed towards Star Tower.
Everything was according to his plan.
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