My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 406 He's a Good Man

Ten minutes later, the two of them came to the back of a red brick factory building.

Several patrol cars have been parked here, cordoned off with a white SUV in the middle.

Ethan jumped out of the car and flashed his badge.

The patrolman responsible for maintaining the scene pulled up the security tape, and he and Hank got in.

"Eileen."

Ethan greeted her: "What's the gain?"

"That's the man we're looking for." Erin tapped the notebook: "This driver has worked for a medical supply company in Toronto for 17 years."

"The boxes of insulin we found today are the products of that company, and they are transported by him."

The tailgate of the SUV was open, and the inside was empty, with all the cargo missing.

Ethan walked around to the driver's seat. A middle-aged white man in a coat was lying on the steering wheel. There was a small hole in his forehead, and blood was splashed everywhere in the cab.

Ethan looked it up: "Is this the driver?"

"Yes."

Irene followed behind him and spread her hands: "No criminal record, good credit, and a customs clearance permit."

"This guy is a law-abiding citizen, not a smuggler at all."

"Please."

Ethan looked back at her: "I just want him to have a good record. If I were the leader of a gun dealer, I would definitely not hire someone with a bad record to do this kind of work."

"You're right."

Irene spread her hands and shrugged: "I can't refute."

Taking out disposable gloves from his pocket, Ethan opened the door and checked the cab.

There is nothing special inside, and there is a cup of coffee on the water cup holder next to the stall.

A touch of red caught his attention, not the same color as blood.

He reached out to grab the coffee cup and turned it half a circle.

A faint lipstick print appeared in front of my eyes.

"Eileen."

Ethan yelled, then picked up the coffee cup.

He shook it a few times, and there was still a small half cup of coffee left in it. He lifted the lid and smelled it. There was a strong aroma, which should be bought today.

"what happened?"

Eileen walked over quickly.

"It looks like our driver didn't come here alone." Ethan handed her the cup: "Find this lady, please."

Irene crossed her arms and said, "Why didn't you do these things?"

"First, I'll treat you to snacks today."

Ethan raised his eyebrows: "Second, I'm going to Antonio's house tonight as a guest, and I'm here to buy gifts, is that okay?"

"make a deal."

Irene smiled happily when she heard that she didn't need to spend the money herself, and quickly took the cup.

Ethan likes to do things and is too lazy to check these troublesome things.

"What about Antonio and the others?"

Not seeing anyone else, Hank searched the car body alone, but found nothing. Ethan took off his gloves and asked:

"Why are you the only one here?"

"There was also a shooting in another place, and three people were killed. According to the information provided by the police, the murderer probably used the same kind of bullet."

Erin shook her head and said, "They rushed over to check."

"Ok."

Ethan took a few steps back and looked around the entire crime scene.

The gunman started very cleanly. This place is behind an abandoned factory building, so there should be no monitoring.

Abandoned factory buildings like this are everywhere on the South Side of Chicago, and they are also a high incidence of crime.

"Detective."

A crisp voice came from the side: "Can you tell me, have you found anything?"

Turning around, two patrolmen, a man and a woman, were standing not far behind him, and Burgess' big eyes flickered.

"Hi."

Ethan greeted the two of them: "Irene asked you to come and search, right?"

"That's right, the body was found as soon as we came here."

Atwater answered first: "But we didn't find any surveillance. We went around and there were no witnesses."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Ethan nodded with a smile, spread his hands and said, "The gunman's movements are very clean, there are no clues."

"But I found a coffee mug in the car with lipstick marks on it."

"Maybe it can bring us new breakthroughs."

Hearing what Ethan said, Burgess and Atwater nodded again and again, their eyes full of excitement.

"thanks."

Burgess immediately had a lot of affection for Ethan, and she didn't think he was a jerk anymore. She smiled and said, "Few people would tell us this."

"Come on, everyone is from the patrol."

Ethan nodded to the two of them, and walked towards Hank, leaving behind two passionate patrolmen full of fighting spirit.

"do you know?"

Atwater bumped Burgess on the shoulder: "I asked someone to read the profile of Cowboy Detective. He is actually younger than the two of us."

"Cowboy detective?" Burgess ignored the question of age.

"That shot at Union Station."

Atwater scratched his face and said enviously: "People from other branches have called me in the past few days to inquire about the Cowboy Detective."

"Next time I get a chance, I'll have Detective Morgan give him that gun for me to play with."

"If you let Detective Morgan give him the gun you play."

Burgess snickered: "I promise he'll give you a punch."

"damn it."

Atwater pushed Burgess on the shoulder angrily: "Girl, where do you want to go, I should find you a boyfriend."

No further evidence was found at the scene and they returned to the police station.

Irene found out through the immigration information that the driver entered the country with his wife today, and has contacted the driver's wife to ask her to come to the police station.

An hour later, footsteps sounded in the stairwell, and Antonio and the others came up:
"Confirmed, it's that kind of bullet."

Antonio showed Ethan the evidence bag, which contained a deformed warhead:

"What did you find?"

Ethan bit a piece of beef jerky and sorted out the information in his hand: "Irene contacted the wife of the driver who delivered the ammunition, and she went out to pick up someone."

Say Irene, Irene will be there in a while.

She took a sad-looking woman up to the second floor, greeted Ethan, and walked towards the interrogation room.

Ethan picked up the materials and quickly followed them.

As soon as she sat down in the chair, the middle-aged white woman with big brown waves in front of her eyes sobbed: "Who did it? Killed George for a carload of insulin."

"Mrs. Wilenko, I'm sorry for what you're going through now."

Ethan tapped his fingers on the interrogation table: "The most important thing now is to find out who killed your husband."

"Does he have any enemies?"

"A person who can do such a thing." Mrs. Wei Lianke said, sobbing:

"not a single one."

"George is a good man, why did this happen to him."

Irene took out a pack of tissues from her pocket, pulled out one and handed it to her: "Please recall what happened today, anything that can help us."

(End of this chapter)