My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 381

At a certain level, it is inevitable to play political games.

As the head of a department, it's very normal to get stuck in soup and water.

Hank was able to tell himself this matter because he had great trust in him. Once the news of cooperation with the Ministry of Internal Affairs spread, it would be difficult for Hank to be a man.

Every policeman has more or less violations.

People who cooperate with the Ministry of Internal Affairs and expose their own people are very disgusted.

"Okay, as long as you understand."

Hank knocked on the table: "A few people outside, Irene is my adopted daughter, if you don't understand anything, you can ask her."

"And Olinsky, I have known him for more than 20 years and have done many things together, he is his own."

Ethan smiled: "My own?"

"That's right." Hank nodded solemnly: "Olinsky is one of his own."

Here we are talking about our own people, not just our colleagues.

Only those who have done black work together and have absolute trust can be called one's own.

"In short, if you encounter any trouble, or if someone asks you to do something, remember to communicate with me first."

Hank said seriously: "I will find a way to solve it."

Whatever he wants to do, he has always been clean and will not drag his feet, but hearing him say this also shows an attitude.

"This is the intelligence team, and it will be very different from your previous life as a town policeman."

Hanke continued: "Don't worry, take your time and learn while working. I believe that with your ability, you will be able to get started soon."

"You know where my advantage lies." Ethan shrugged and said:
"If you have any hard work, just leave it to me."

Mentioning Ethan's advantage, Hank remembered something and sat up straight: "I have to remind you, this is Chicago."

"If you don't want to be bored to death by the State Attorney and the Department of Internal Affairs, I suggest you keep a low profile."

"At the very least, this kind of behavior can't happen again."

After finishing speaking, Hank made a gesture of beheading his head with a knife: "You don't want to be called a devil detective, do you?"

"Don't worry, I know."

Ethan waved his hand quickly: "I was too excited last time and couldn't control it."

"Really?" Hank glanced at him: "I'm an old policeman. I don't think it's the first time that you are so proficient in your movements."

Ethan spread his hands and shrugged with a smile.

After smoking, Hank also picked up the phone: "Okay, you go out and get acquainted with them."

"Office supplies, you can contact Gene directly and ask him to prepare them for you."

When he walked out of the sheriff's office, he could feel the eyes from outside looking over him in unison.

In fact, in departments like theirs, the flow of personnel is normal.

It's not very strange to have a new detective, but it's rare to see Hank like that, so I'm curious.

Ethan smiled and met their gazes unceremoniously.

This is the violent department, not the humble one.

Don't think that there is no workplace bullying in these places, old people bullying newcomers can be found everywhere, the old beauty is the most slippery, it is considered a traditional art.

"Can I call you Ethan?"

At this time, the person sitting on the outermost seat near the stairs walked over with a smile: "I'm Antonio, where did you come from? From your accent, you don't look like a Chicagoan."

"of course can."

The first one to stand up at this time must have a certain right to speak in the intelligence team.

Ethan shook hands with him: "Pennsylvania."

"Keystone State, welcome to the intelligence team of the 21st branch. You should have fitness." Antonio patted him on the shoulder:

"Work out together when you have time. The store opened by my friend, if you go there, there will be a [-]% police discount."

"Thank you."

Ethan replied with a smile: "There will be a chance."

It was just a simple handshake to get acquainted with Antonio just now, and after chatting with Antonio, the rest of the people also stepped forward and greeted him.

From now on, they will be in the same group, Ethan responded politely.

"Don't you have a gun?"

Olinski saw that Ethan only had a police badge hanging on his waist, and took out a red twist candy from his pocket and put it in his mouth: "Although we all need to buy a portable gun at our own expense."

"But you can go to the equipment room to find Gene, it doesn't matter if you take one first and use it."

"I brought it."

Ethan lifted his jacket to give them a better look.

"Shet."

When he saw the python revolver in the holster, the short black-haired Horstead touched his chin and said to Ethan:

"Can I have a look?"

"of course can."

Ethan reached out and grabbed the handle of the gun, pulled out the revolver, grabbed the barrel and handed it to him.

The gun cost him more than $1000 at the time, and it was one of the most used weapons, with a shiny walnut grip with finger grooves.

The Python revolver is twice as heavy as the Glock 17.

When Horstead held it in his hand, he only felt heavy.

With great experience, he put his index finger on the outside of the retainer and aimed at a place where no one was there.

In this kind of violent institution, there is no one who doesn't like to play with guns.

After several of them played with this expensive revolver, Irene handed the python back to Ethan:
"Good gun, well maintained."

"Thank you."

Ethan took the python back, twirled the gun, and put it back in the holster.

Equipping a gun is a personal choice, and they didn't raise any objection to Ethan equipping a gun with a small ammunition capacity.

After chatting about the topic of guns, Ethan also initially integrated into the team.

"Where is the rag?"

Ethan searched in the tea room, but couldn't find it, so he went to Irene and asked in a low voice.

"terribly sorry."

Irene stopped what she was doing, and quickly got up to introduce Ethan.

She is Hank's adopted daughter, about 1.6 meters in size.

She looks pretty and has a cool smile.

Under her introduction, Ethan quickly figured out the placement and division of various objects in the intelligence team.

After finding the rag and bucket, he wiped all his positions, and then he sat down with peace of mind.

Before he could turn on the computer, footsteps came from the stairs.

Two patrolmen in uniform and the Chinese brother Gene walked up the stairs. The male patrolman was a big black man with a simple and honest appearance.

The woman has fair skin, tied up a ponytail, and looks full of energy.

"Okay, everyone listen."

At this moment, Hankla opened the door and came out of the office: "About those deaths caused by smoking alone, this morning, I have found the person responsible for it."

As he walked, he said:
"This solo dealer is called Leif, and he's on the South Emerald Avenue."

"About this operation, the plan is as follows. Horsted and Irene pretend to be customers who buy unique products, and knock on the door to inquire about the situation."

He said with a serious expression:

"But remember what I said, don't enter the door, first inquire about the situation."

　Thank you for giving me a bottle of 86-year-old Lafite, thank you

　　
　
(End of this chapter)