My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 384
Through the binoculars, Ethan saw Horsted's figure move, half of his body walked into the door.

He couldn't help frowning, this is not a plan of action.

"Let's wait until Rafe comes back, my dear."

Erin's voice sounded in the headset, and Horstead's moving body also stopped.

Put down the binoculars, out of the corner of your eye, you can see Hank's face is livid.

Ethan didn't say anything, and continued to pick up the binoculars and stared upwards.

"Waterfa, you've bothered me for two hours, and now you say you don't want to buy it?" Horstead realized that he was being reckless, and quickly made up excuses.

"Can I change my mind?" Irene slapped his arm.

"You stupid bitch." Horstead turned his head and smiled helplessly at the people inside the door: "I'm sorry, buddy, woman, you understand."

After speaking, he took back his steps into the room.

The bearded man inside gave him a fixed look, and closed the door with a bang.

Horsted and Irene, pretending to argue quietly, walked down the stairs in the middle.

"Everyone, gather at my place."

After Hank picked up the walkie-talkie and said something, he winked at Ethan, and the two got out of the car together.

Soon, everyone else came together.

After waiting for a while behind a wooden house, Horsted and Irene also hurriedly approached.

Seeing Hank's unkind expression, the footsteps of the two became messy.

"What did I tell you?"

Hank crossed his arms and said solemnly: "Don't go in, do you take my words to heart?"

"Sorry, my fault."

Horstead raised a hand, voluntarily acknowledging his mistake.

Ethan just arrived, and his subordinates made such low-level mistakes, which made Hank feel a little embarrassed. He said angrily, "There are only two of you."

"We are so far away, what if there are several people in the house pointing guns at you?"

"Don't say sorry to me, say sorry to your companions, you are joking with your own life."

Irene pursed her lips and patted Horstead on the shoulder to indicate that she was fine.

"okay."

Hank looked at Erin: "Now tell me what's going on?"

"The white man who opened the door sounded like a Colombian accent, in his 30s, with black medium-length hair and a moustache."

Irene quickly stated what she had observed: "On his trousers, I found a smear of red. I suspected it was blood. He said that Rafe was not there."

"Ok."

Hank looked at the people in the circle: "There is blood, change the plan now."

"Take the equipment, let's go straight in."

"No." Julie shook her short blond hair: "Irene can't be sure, it seems to be blood, which is not enough to enforce the conditions for forced entry."

"Julie was right."

Antonio glared at Horstead, rubbed his face and said:
"Maybe the guy accidentally dripped BBQ sauce on his pants while he was marinating the chicken."

A joke eased the atmosphere at the scene.

"Please, Antonio, you know that's impossible."

Hank smiled, and became serious again: "We now have three cases of drug overdose deaths, all of which are related to the flour that Rafe handled."

"Should we wait until more people die before we start to act?"

"Or we can do this." Orlinski straightened his dark gray cap: "We adopt a door-to-door strategy, okay?"

"The person who opened the door just now behaved strangely. Let's start from here."

"Is this going to work?"

Antonio nodded: "I think it's okay."

"That's fine." Hank twirled his fingers:
"All move and equip."

After Ethan returned to his mobile vehicle, opened the trunk, and picked up the body armor, he felt a little embarrassed.

For the convenience of movement, they all temporarily put on police body armor.

The bulletproof vest will be put on the outside of the clothes like a vest.

And the underarm holster he was wearing was just blocked by the bulletproof vest, so he had to wear it directly on his waist in the future.

But there are still long guns here, so he simply picked up an AR15.

Soon, everyone was fully armed.

"Let's go up now."

The intercom in the patrol car rang Hank's voice: "You are ready to support at any time."

Burgess and Atwater glanced at each other and adjusted their sitting positions nervously.

Antonio took the lead, and the group walked towards the apartment building.

"Bang bang bang."

There was a burst of gunfire, and a few clouds of smoke and dust were splashed on the ground in front of him.

"spread."

Hank took a few steps back, yelling loudly, while hiding behind the abandoned vehicle next to him.

The moment the gunshot rang out, Ethan quickly found cover, raised his gun and looked upstairs, a pistol sticking out of the window was shooting at them indiscriminately.

Just as he was about to fight back, the hand behind the curtain quickly withdrew.

"Call command center."

Antonio hid behind the car and shouted into the intercom: "5600 Emerald District, there is a firefight, there are plainclothes police on the scene, please help."

"Go, go, go."

The gunfire stopped, without staying too long, Hank immediately directed everyone to rush forward.

The patrol car parked next to it also sounded the siren and rushed over quickly.

Boots thumped on the iron stairs.

A group of people walked up the spiral staircase cautiously, and it didn't take long before they came to the door.

In the apartment building, many people probed their heads.

Orlinsky was leaning against the door with a battering hammer, and he yelled at the people who were looking into their heads: "Chicago Police Department, all come in, don't come out."

Everyone else was also on high alert. In this kind of place, who knew if a gunman would suddenly rush out.

Ethan turned on the radar, but it didn't do much.

There are too many people in the apartment building and there are spots of light all around.

Orlinski looked at Hank, who waved his finger.

"Boom."

He grabbed the two handles of the hammer, aimed at the door lock and slammed it hard, and the door swung open.

"Chicago Police Department."

Antonio yelled, scanned the room with his gun, and stooped in when he saw no one.

The people standing on both sides of the door followed suit one after another.

Antonio stood in the living room with a focused look on guard, while Julie stepped forward alternately, checked the first room, and shouted: "It's safe."

Irene passed Julie, came to the bathroom, and shouted with a trace of panic:
"Found the body."

Glancing at the bathroom, Ethan followed Hank to the bedroom, with the muzzle pointed in one direction intentionally or not.

The next window was open and the curtains fluttered.

Hank jumped to the window and looked towards the fire stairs behind. The gunman had long since disappeared.

"The one who died was Rafe."

Horstead gritted his teeth and walked in. The man he met just now must be the murderer.

"Atwater, call the Patrol for backup."

Hank called the intercom with a straight face: "Search the entire building to see if the murderer is still in the apartment building."

"clatter."

Ethan snapped his fingers to attract their attention.

(End of this chapter)