My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 380 New Colleagues

Ethan noticed the surprised gaze of the Asian brother, just smiled and shrugged.

"boss."

Gene looked aside: "Can I have a word?"

Ethan understood, took a few steps to the side, and looked at the garage, leaving room for them to talk.

The room where the Asian brother Jean came out of is his office and the storage of materials.

Next to it is a large rolling gate. Judging from the traces on the ground, this place should be a place they often enter and exit.

In the corner next to the rolling gate, there is a large iron cage.

There is a low bench inside, which looks like a temporary detention room.

"Ethan."

After a while, Hank waved at him: "We should go up there."

"Ok."

Ethan nodded to the Asian boy, and went out with Hank from where he came in.

Walking up the stairs just now, Hank told him the password, demonstrated it once, and then opened the iron mesh door.

While walking up, Ethan asked:
"Why did they have that expression just now?"

"what expression?"

"Surprised, surprised?"

"I don't smile at everyone."

Hank said a word domineeringly, and strode up the stairs.

On the wall at the corner of the stairs, there is a badge board. Dozens of badges with different patterns are pasted on the blackboard, which is really beautiful.

At the top of the stairs, there are three flags.

The Stars and Stripes, the state flag, and the city flag, with a large map of Chicago on the wall next to the flags.

Walking up the stairs, a well-lit room of about 20 square meters comes into view.

There are several desks arranged on the left and right, with an aisle in the middle, and two rooms at the end of the aisle.

In the vacant space above the door of the room, a flag with the badge of the police station and the flag of Chicago was nailed, always reminding people who came here.

"Clap clap."

Hank stood in front of the Chase Room and clapped his palms vigorously twice: "Everyone pay attention."

"This is Ethan Morgan, our newest detective."

The few people who were chatting inside all stood up and looked at Ethan curiously.

Looking at his age, he is only 23 or [-] years old. Such a young police detective is rare.

Hank stepped forward and introduced Ethan.

"Detective Antonio Dawson."

He appears to be of Hispanic descent, Caucasian male, in his 30s, wearing an army green V-neck T-shirt, with a muscular build.

Wearing a dog tag on his chest, he should have served in the army, and a stud on his left ear.

"Detective Julie White."

Caucasian woman with short blond hair, in her 30s, looks good, but unfortunately, judging by the ring on her hand, she should be married.

"Detective Jay Horstead."

Caucasian male, in his 20s, with short black hair, also wearing a T-shirt, giving him a handsome look.

"Detective Erwin Olinski."

Caucasian male, who looks to be about 50 years old, dry and thin, with a shaggy beard, a pencil in his mouth, and a duckbill cap on his head.

"Detective Erin Lindsay."

Caucasian female, in her twenties, with brownish blond hair, pretty looks, with a faint mole on her cheek.

Following Hank's introduction, Ethan quickly noted down the characteristics of these people.

At the same time, I smiled and shook hands with them and greeted them. From now on, I will be the one who eats bibimbap in one pot.

Including the Asian brother Sheldon Jean and Hank who were in charge of technical support just now, there are a total of eight people in the intelligence team of the 21st Division.

Knowing so many people at once made him a little dizzy.

Regarding the fact that they are all police detectives like him, Ethan expresses his understanding. Since he came up, he has been on the same level as the old fritters who have been with others for many years, so how can he have any opinions.

"This is your desk."

Hank walked to an empty desk and knocked on it. There was only a computer on it: "As you requested, let's go and sit in my office first."

Ethan's desk is opposite to the 50-year-old police detective Erwin, in the corner.

The back is against the wall, and there is a passage next to it, and I don't know what it is for.

However, a file cabinet is used to block the passage and the desk, which provides top-notch privacy. From his position, he can see every move in the entire hall.

Unless others come over, they can't see what he is doing on the computer.

Ethan was very satisfied with his position, and would enjoy the life of fishing even more in the future. After a glance, he and Hank walked into the sheriff's office in the innermost part of the Chase Room.

The room next to it is a tea lounge.

There are things like coffee machines, refrigerators, sinks, tables and chairs.

After they walked into the sheriff's office, people outside immediately started gossiping.

"Hey, Antonio."

Horstead walked to the table closest to the stairs: "Do you know that guy just now? That table has been reserved for two months, and I didn't expect it to be reserved for this person."

"Don't ask me." Antonio sat on the chair and looked at Irene who was sitting next to him:

"Do you have anything worth sharing?"

"No."

Erin shook her head: "Boit never mentioned this person to me."

"Olinsky."

Julie, who was sitting opposite Antonio, turned her head: "Do you know anything about the newcomers?"

Orlinski peeled the bananas slowly and smiled:
"I just know that you don't want to bully him at a young age and give him the rules of a newcomer."

"why not?"

Horstead said dissatisfiedly: "I helped you buy coffee for a week, and now a newcomer finally came."

"Jay."

Orlinsky threw away the banana peel and said with a smile, "The one who can keep Hank on the table for two months."

"Just ask him to run errands for you, I won't do it anyway."

Horstead looked around, and Irene, Antonio, and Julie all spread their hands, so he had no choice but to give up.

Anyone who can be a police detective is not an idiot.

But it also made them full of curiosity about Ethan, not knowing who he was.

After closing the door, sit down at the desk inside.

Hank opened the window and took out a cigarette: "Just treat it as your own place, don't be shy."

"Thank you."

Ethan took the cigarette and lit it.

On the wall of the office, there are several framed photos of Hank receiving awards.

On the table, various documents were placed in a mess.

"Something, I'll tell you straight."

Hank flicked off the ashes and looked at Ethan: "Some time ago, I was able to get out of prison and get promoted. In addition to the help of Phillips and his old friends, I also made a deal with people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

"I will get resources from the Ministry of Internal Affairs and help them at the same time."

"But it's just a game I played with them. You must not think that I am a policeman who betrayed the police."

"You just need to know these words yourself. I haven't mentioned them to others."

Ethan nodded, indicating that he understood.

　Thanks to the wild ghost No. 18 brother for the reward, thank you

　　
　
(End of this chapter)