My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 397 Target Appears
"What do you gain from Octopus?"

Ethan closed the notebook and looked at Antonio who was pacing back and forth.

"He asked for a hostage exchange."

Hank crossed his arms, his cheeks bulging.

Ethan shook his head helplessly. The possibility of the police station agreeing to such a request is extremely slim.

Looking at the restless Antonio, Hank said in a deep voice:

"Octopus' arrest of Antonio's son is equivalent to arrest of mine."

"This is tantamount to declaring war on the intelligence team and the Chicago Police Department. We must rescue Diego at all costs."

After such a thing happened, Irene also rushed back from the hospital.

"Any other clues?" she asked wearily.

"Clues that could lead us to the two shooters."

"Sheriff."

Horstead stood up, holding a photo in his hand, he walked to the whiteboard and pasted the photo on it: "This man's name is Ernesto Mipas."

"I have an idea, based on the clues we have searched so far."

"Basically, it can be judged that Octopus is cleaning Rafe's network. Since it is going to be cleaned, then he must have someone take Rafe's place."

"It is impossible for these people to waste their efforts and give up the territory they have won to others."

Horsted took a picture of the Mipas and continued:

"I checked the list of people who got out of prison. This guy got out of prison last year. Six years ago, he was in charge of 22 corner stores between 15nd Street and Kiquet Avenue."

"It's very close to Leif's current site."

"If I were Octopus, this Mipas would be the ideal candidate to take over."

In the photo, it was a black-haired Caucasian man with a beard.

Hank nodded slowly: "You make sense."

"Even if he is not a person with eight claws, he must know something about him. Are there any clues about this person?"

Horstead walked up to Hank and handed him a piece of paper:
"Here's the address I found at the post office."

"Good job."

Hank glanced at the address and passed the paper out:
"Catch this man."

"Now as long as we can have something to do with the eight claws, we can't let go of them all."

"Who is going on a mission?"

At this time, no one wanted to sit in the office and wait for the news, so everyone stood up.

"very good."

Hank looked around: "Then let's all move, before midnight, we must rescue Digo."

I don't remember how many times today was the first time I went out on missions from the police station, and Ethan got on the mobile vehicle again.

Only this time, he sat in the back row.

"Did you see what Antonio looked like?"

Irene glanced at the rearview mirror and the co-pilot, and said in a muffled voice, "All this is too difficult for him."

"First it's a partner, then it's my own son."

"All this, if it happened to me, I don't know if I have the strength to stand up again."

Horstead will lower the window to let the air in:
"Have you notified Julie's family?"

"Ah."

Eileen let out a muffled snort.

"I would rather exchange fire with the enemy than do this kind of thing." Horstead raised and lowered the car window irritably: "Facing the tears of my companion's family is more uncomfortable than killing me."

"Then how did you deal with this kind of thing before?" Irene had obviously cried and spoke in a nasal voice.

Horstead wrinkled his nose: "There is no way to deal with it."

"No matter what happens, what should happen will always happen."

Erin looked in the rearview mirror:
"Newcomer, what about you?"

"I have to say that your marksmanship is very good, and you are very kind. Inspector Bielden is notoriously bad-tempered."

Ethan was also looking at the map, and he said without raising his head:
"Whether he has a good temper or not is none of my business. Besides, this is my first time."

Horsted turned around: "What first time?"

"The death of a colleague." Ethan raised his head and frowned: "Isn't this what you are discussing?"

"how come?"

Erin realized that there was something wrong with what she said, and quickly continued: "Sorry, I mean, you are obviously not a novice, it seems that you are lucky."

"It's the first time you've experienced something like this. If you want to talk to someone, you have my number."

Ethan looked at her, with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned:

"If you're worried about my mental state, I'm the last person you need to worry about."

Chicago is densely covered with waterways, and canals of all sizes can be seen everywhere.

Next to the red factory building, there is a small river, and near the intersection, there are several garbage cans piled up.

The two homeless men rummaged slowly in the trash can, taking a sip of beer from time to time.

Ethan looked at Orlinski and Rusek who were dressed as homeless men in the distance, shook his head and said, "This may be my only shortcoming. If Hank asks me to do that, I think I will directly refuse."

"me too."

Eileen also frowned and nodded in agreement.

"You have never been to the battlefield, the environment there is even worse." Horstead didn't care.

They had been squatting in this place for an hour and a half, and Ethan glanced at his watch, it was already past five in the afternoon.

There were no new clues from the patrolling police, and I don't know if it would be useful to find that Mipas here.

They didn't even know if they could squat down to that person, and everyone looked anxious.

"Hey."

An incoming electrical noise on the radio caught their attention.

"The target appears."

Hank's voice came from the headset.

Ethan sat up quickly, took the gun in his hand, and opened the door handle.

Next to the trash can, Rusek also spotted the target man.

The man was walking in his direction swaggeringly along the river.

Rusek looked left and right, his head was hot, he threw the beer can in the trash can, and lowered his head to meet him.

"Waterfa."

Hank's voice became angry: "Rusek, what are you doing?"

Before he could answer, the target man sensed that something was wrong with the homeless man opposite, and immediately turned around and ran away.

Ruzek quickly pulled out the gun from his waist: "Chicago police, don't move."

"Shet."

Hank's action guidance came from the headset: "The target enters the building, everyone takes action."

The three people in the car quickly got out of the car and ran to the nearby factory building.

Glancing at the abandoned factory building, Ethan shook his head, turned on the radar, and rushed in through the side door.

When they came inside, looking at the forked roads in front of them, they stopped.

"separate."

Irene let out a low snort, and ran along the passage in the middle.

Ethan leaned to the right, Horstead leaned to the left, and quickly searched inside.

Due to the radar, Ethan moved quickly inside, what he wanted was to increase the monitoring range.

Footsteps sounded, and Ethan quickly turned his gun.

Irene got out from a far corner, and the two looked at each other, then searched along the large factory building.

It was littered with debris and obstructed vision.

After walking a few steps forward, Ethan stopped suddenly.

On Irene's side, a motionless spot of light appeared.

"Hey."

Ethan shouted anxiously: "Be careful."

(End of this chapter)