Bomb Disposal Elite

Almost as soon as Sean arrived at the airport, Howkins arrived at Sean's doorstep in Washington.

Hearing the doorbell, Aunt Macy came down from the second floor. She thought Sean had forgotten something, so she rushed back. "Sean..." When she opened the door, she found a handsome man in a T-shirt and slacks standing there. Outside the door, "You are..."

"I'm Sean's friend, Haven Hawkins."

"Ah, Sean's comrade-in-arms in Baghdad, right? You've called him several times." Aunt Macy invited Hawkins in, "It's unfortunate that you came, Sean went on a trip."

"Travel? When did he leave?" Hawkins frowned.

Aunt Messi was shocked by the other party's cold demeanor, "I've been away for almost two hours, and I should be boarding the plane now."

Hawkins immediately got up and left, turned around in front of the door and said, "Goodbye, Aunt Macy."

He went to the street gate, hailed a taxi and rushed to the airport.

In the car, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Help me find out which flight a man named Sean Ives is on. He's a soldier."

"What's the matter, didn't you catch your baby?" The woman's voice on the other end of the phone was very long, "I told you a long time ago that the method of keeping a man in check is different from that of a woman. Instead of..."

"Mom, I want the flight number." Howkins succinctly interrupted the woman's tendency to rant.

"Where's his ID number?"

"I don't know." Hawkins frowned.

"Honey, make sure to ask for his ID number next time, because we can figure out a way to freeze his account, or once his ID shows up somewhere, we ask local friends to detain him, so that he has nowhere but you You can go."

"Flight number." After Hawkins finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

More than an hour later, Hawkins arrived at the airport, and he received a call from his mother.

"Honey, he's on a flight to New York. By the way, he's out of the airport security now. I wanted to detain him."

"Then make sure your men catch him when he leaves New York." Hawkins went to the ticket window and bought a plane ticket to New York.

"But if he takes the train or walks, there's nothing I can do. Good luck, my son."

At this moment, Sean hailed a taxi and went to a Motel.

This is where Vincent Mann grew up, and even now he is Sean, he is very familiar with this city.

Tomorrow he will go to the cemetery, which is a bit funny, and he will sweep his own grave.

Hawkins got off the plane and made a phone call.It's just that no one answered at the other end, and Howkins played his stubborn spirit until the other party answered.

The person on the other end of the phone was obviously engaged in a very excited and enjoyable night sport. "Damn! Howkins, do you know what time it is at night?"

"Johnny, I want you to help me look up someone's credit card records in New York."

"Okay, send his name to my mobile phone, and I will check it for you tomorrow morning."

"I want it now."

"God, FBI investigators have to sleep at night!"

"Then give it to me tomorrow." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

The disturbed man lay on the body of the beauty in front of him, and sighed helplessly, "I should have been killed in the bombing back then, and I shouldn't have been saved by this guy and owed a debt of favor!"

Early in the morning, Sean checked out of the room, took his luggage, and bought a small pot of mint in front of a flower shop that had just opened.Then I took the bus for more than an hour to the cemetery.

To be honest, he didn't know where he was buried at all, which is more funny.

The cemetery under the morning dew has no decaying atmosphere, and every tombstone is lined up neatly.Green grass covers the cemetery, as if the lives of those lying here have not disappeared.

Sean walked by row by row, and finally saw the name of Vincent Mann.

He put down the small pot of mint slowly, squatted there and chuckled lightly: "Hey, Vincent!"

He suddenly wanted to say a lot to this tombstone, but he didn't know where to start.

At this moment, a woman came over from far away and stopped by his side.

"Are you ... Vincent's friend?"

Sean looked up and pronounced her name unnaturally, "Emily..."

Emily was a little surprised, "You know my name, it seems that you are really Vincent's friend."

It was only then that Sean remembered that he was no longer Vincent, even though the reason why Vincent went to Baghdad was because he was pregnant and married to another man, although it was really funny to think about it now.

"Yes, we are friends."

"T25 Air Force Base?" Emily put down the lily in her hand, and smiled when she saw the small pot of mint, "Oh, how did I forget, in fact, he likes mint the most."

"I didn't expect you to remember him." Sean smiled.

"He was my first love." Emily knelt down beside Sean, "Actually, I gave him the best part of me. For example, my first kiss, and my first... Now thinking When I think about it, although he has not been by my side often, since he went to the air force base, I think he must want to give me many, many beautiful things, but I am too afraid of the loneliness without him, so I lose killed him."

"Don't let your husband hear these words, he will be jealous." Sean smiled.

"It seems that you are really good friends, otherwise he wouldn't tell you that he likes mint and things about me. Did he show you my photo, otherwise why would you call me at a glance name?"

"Yes, he said you were a good girl."

"It's really rare, after being dumped by a woman, a man rarely has a good opinion of that woman." Emily reached out and stroked the tombstone, "Vincent, do you mind if I go for a drink with your friend? "

"I don't think he minds." Sean laughed.

Hawkins was in a taxi heading to the Motel where his friend had told him this morning Sean had used his credit card.But when he arrived, what he got was the news that Sean had already checked out.

"Shit!" Hawkins said with a sense of frustration.

"But I saw that gentleman went to the flower shop across the street after going out." The lady at the front desk saw that he seemed anxious to find Sean, so she added.

"Thank you!" Hawkins walked across the street.In the flower shop is a young mother, and her child is sitting on a small chair beside her playing with a doll.

After Hawkins entered, there was no unnecessary pleasantries, and he directly handed Sean's photo in front of her, "Have you seen him?"

"He came to the store this morning to buy something."

"What did you buy?"

"Mint, it's just a small pot of mint."

The little girl sitting on the chair raised her head: "The uncle said that he was going to visit a friend in the cemetery."

"That's right, I introduced to him that he can buy a little lily, and he said that as long as mint is enough."

"Did he mention a cemetery?"

"No, there are several cemeteries in the suburbs of New York."

"Thank you."

Hawkins took a breath, walked out of the flower shop and called Johnny again, "Help me find out where a soldier named Vincent Mann is buried. He used to belong to the T25 Air Force Base, and then please transfer to The EOD unit in Baghdad was killed earlier this year."

Johnny on the other end of the phone was a little helpless, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"The information you told me this morning was too late."

Johnny understood what Hawkins meant, that the question he asked this time must be answered as soon as possible.A few minutes later, Johnny answered him: "Ina Sensi Cemetery in the suburbs of New York City, the location is T235."

"Thank you." Hawkins hung up the phone, took a taxi to the cemetery, and found Vincent's tombstone.

There is a bouquet of lilies and a small pot of mint in front of the grave.

Hawkins looked around. Today was not the weekend, and he was the only one in the entire cemetery.

Hang your head, Vincent's tombstone is there.

"I wanted to find him...he didn't want to see me. I knew that in Baghdad...out of Baghdad, I couldn't catch him like I did in the barracks."

Hawkins knelt down and reached out to touch the tombstone.

"He came to see you, did he say how I can keep him?"

"Did he tell you why... he doesn't want to see me anymore?"

The phone in my pocket vibrated. It was Mrs. Hawkins.

"Honey, did you find that little mouse hiding everywhere?"

"No. But he should still be in New York." Hawkins paused. "Mom, freeze his bank account."

"Okay, so he will definitely go to the bank, and then he will be detained, you just need to bring him out like a hero." Mrs. Hawkins thought for a while, "Or he will beat you up. "

Sean took Emily's car back to the city, and they sat down in a cafe.

"A glass of Blue Mountain, a cappuccino, and another cookie." After Sean finished speaking, Emily on the opposite side was stunned.

"what happened?"

"Ah, no...it's nothing?" Emily pulled out a funny expression, "When Vincent and I were in high school, we would come to this shop for coffee after class. Ordinary young people prefer to watch movies Or something more lively, but we like to sit here and talk. You just ordered coffee just like him."

"You remember his affairs very clearly." Sean smiled. He now knew that if he hadn't been drinking in the dark at the base at that time, he would have come to Emily and told her that he loved her, even if she I don't care if I'm pregnant with other people's children, maybe they will end up differently.