My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 399 The Sudden Gunshot

Back at the police station, they drove the car straight to the back door.

After the group got out of the car, they hurried to Gene's office. Hank asked first:
"How about it, did you get anything?"

When they were at the scene, they sent the mobile phone number they asked to Jean to track and locate him.

"Wait a minute, it's still a few minutes away."

Gene was nervously busy in front of the computer and said without raising his head.

Walking out of the office, Ethan took out a cigarette from his pocket.

At this time, a patrol car quickly opened the back door and stopped in front of the garage.

"Daddy."

A sobbing teenage girl ran out of the car and threw herself on Antonio.

"Hey Baby."

Antonio couldn't hold back any longer, his eyes were flushed, and he hugged the little girl tightly into his arms.

On the patrol car, two sad-looking women got off.

Ethan didn't like to see this kind of scene, so he walked out of the garage.

Burgess and Atwater were driving the patrol car, and Ethan nodded to the two of them before lighting a cigarette.

"That's Antonio's sister and daughter"

Irene sniffed, walked to Ethan and said in a muffled voice, "We all know each other like a family."

"How is your hand?"

Ethan exhaled smoke and looked at her arm.

"fine."

Erin shook her head, trying to pull her hands back.

But Ethan grabbed her tightly, and directly pulled off her sleeve, which was bruised.

"It doesn't look like it's okay."

Ethan let go of her and waved to the patrol car: "Burgess, do you have a medical kit in your car?"

"Have."

Burgess' head popped out of the car window and nodded quickly.

"I said it's fine."

Erin put her hands on her hips, looking unhappy.

Ethan bit his cigarette and glanced at her: "I've seen a woman as stubborn as you, do you know the result?"

"How about it?"

Irene's curiosity was successfully aroused, and she blinked at Ethan.

"As a result, nothing happened."

Ethan dodged forward, dodging Irene's straight kick.

"Detective."

Atwater lifted his duty belt and walked to Ethan's side: "We heard what happened, if you need help, just ask."

"Thank you."

Ethan shook out a cigarette and handed it over.

Atwater smiled and waved his hands: "No, I'm on duty."

"Who cares about that?"

Ethan threw him the cigarette directly, and Atwater hurriedly took it.

After Burgess healed the wound on Irene's forearm, Gene's shout also sounded in the technical room:

"Signal locked."

People from the intelligence team hurried in. Under Hank's signal, Atwater and Burgess stopped Antonio's family. According to the rules, they were not allowed to look at these things.

However, Atwater and Burgess also looked curiously into the technical room.

For them, there are two worlds.

As long as there is a self-motivated patrolman, no one does not want to go to the plainclothes department, especially the intelligence team.

"Through my tracking, the signal source has locked the location."

Gene moved away from the computer screen, and the place displayed on it was Union Station in Chicago: "This is a signal tracker, which can help you get closer to the target."

Looking at the instrument on the table that was slightly larger than a mobile phone, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It's the third busiest station in the United States, and without a means of tracking, it's a needle in a haystack.

Gene tapped the keyboard a few more times, and everyone's mobile phones received the message at the same time.

Ethan opened it and saw a black-haired little boy and a dark-skinned Colombian man who looked like a fat Ronaldo.

Jean bit his pen and said:

"Here's a picture of Diego and Mateo, in case any of you don't recognize them."

"Okay." Hank grabbed the tracker and said hoarsely:

"Target: Union Station."

"The suspect should have a weapon on his body. It is extremely dangerous. Everyone should be careful."

"There were two shooters, Omar Rojas and Mateo. What is certain now is that the man at Union Station was Mateo."

"Inform all departments that we are not allowed to act without authorization before we arrive."

"In this operation, Diego's safety is the first goal."

"Do you understand?"

Everyone nodded: "Understood."

"Let's go." Hank patted the table and took the lead to walk outside.

Seeing his wife's worried eyes, Antonio stepped forward and hugged her tightly: "Don't worry, I will definitely bring Diego home."

At Union Station, everyone spread out.

Ethan stuffed his hands into his jacket pockets, firmly blocking the pistol and police badge.

There are people everywhere, and turning on the radar at this time has no effect at all, and can only rely on eyes to search for targets.

Go down the steps and come to the most spacious large meeting hall in the middle.

Surrounded by majestic stone pillars and towering domes, when the time comes at night, the lights inside are already on, not like a station, but almost like a museum.

Law enforcement officers at Union Station have been notified to assist in the search.

Everyone keeps their eyes open looking for single men with children, but they don't make too much of a move to prevent alarming others.

"Everyone, go downstairs, the target is below."

Hank's voice came from the headset, he looked up, Hank and Antonio were standing on the second floor terrace.

Ethan, like other tourists, was in a hurry.

He quickly scanned the people around him, but couldn't find any matching targets.

Hank and the others also went downstairs quickly, holding the signal search device in their hands.

Ethan stood in the corner, and when he saw the two of them heading towards a trash can in the middle, he turned around and walked outside.

The tracked mobile phone must have been discarded.

The kidnapper was extremely vigilant.

He clenched his fist, now he could only find a needle in a haystack.

Sure enough, Hank's anxious voice came from the headset: "Everyone dispersed, the mobile phone was discarded, the kidnapper must still be nearby, everyone be careful."

Hearing his words, the members of the intelligence team quickly ran to various places in the station.

Across the wooden gate, wearing a row of tall and magnificent stone pillars

At this time, Ethan had already walked outside the station.

There were a few buses parked outside, and after a glance at the street signs, it was an interstate bus.

There were several lines lined up here, and many people were smoking in the corner. Ethan also took out a cigarette with a calm expression, and instantly blended into the crowd.

Smoking a cigarette, he walked forward along the lines.

His eyes were focused on the little boy with black hair, and he scanned quickly.

In the distance, Irene also pushed open the wooden door and walked outside.

After just a few glances, her gaze suddenly stopped, her heart was beating wildly: "I saw the target."

"They're getting ready to get on a coach bus to Indianapolis."

Inside the station, after Hank heard the report, he quickly pressed the intercom:

"We'll be right there."

He and Antonio took steps and ran outside.

"boom."

A gunshot came from outside, screams erupted, and the crowd fled in panic.

"Chicago police."

Antonio quickly drew out his gun, roared, and rushed outside through the crowd.

Outside the station, waiting area.

Ethan walked sideways along the lines.

His eyes flickered, his footsteps slowed down, and his gaze stopped at the door of a bus about 20 meters away from him.

A man who looked like a fat Ronaldo put his hands on the shoulders of a little boy.

They moved their feet and were about to get into the car.

Although he could only see the side face, he was 100% sure that the little boy was Antonio's son Diego, and the dark-skinned man was none other than Mateo.

In the headset, the voices of Irene and Hank sounded, but Ethan instantly caught the opportunity.

With a flick of his coat, he pressed his palm against the walnut handle.

The boa constrictor left the holster, raised its arms quickly, and pointed the muzzle steadily forward.

Pull the trigger, and the hammer falls heavily.

"boom."

The silver boa constrictor spewed out flames.

Irene stared nervously at Diego, her fingers trembling slightly.

Hearing Hank's command, she gritted her teeth and moved her feet, and was about to get into the car with the kidnappers.

"boom."

A loud gunshot echoed in my ears.

The head of the man holding Diego with both hands exploded instantly, and a cloud of blood mist rose up, showing a coquettish beauty under the light.

She suddenly felt a strong sense of suffocation, and suddenly turned her head to look to the side.

In the distance, a valiant man stood in place.

A cigarette dangled from his mouth, the end of which glowed scarlet.

The man held a handsome revolver in one hand, its silver barrel gleaming.

Ethan bit his cigarette and blinked quickly at Irene.

He took off his police badge, held it up high, and roared:
"Chicago police, everyone stay still."

(End of this chapter)