My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 416 Need Volunteers

the next morning.

After work, Ethan headed straight to the sheriff's office.

After closing the door, he handed the note paper that he tore off last night to Hank.

Hank took the paper suspiciously and looked down.

Ethan sat on a chair and lit a cigarette.

After a while, Hank raised his head in surprise: "Muffler, where did you find his information?"

Ethan raised his eyebrows: "Do you know this person?"

"of course."

Hank put down the note paper: "This silencer has been on the wanted list of the Chicago Police Department all year round, and the informant bonus on him has reached as high as $[-]."

"Extortion, robbery, organizing the sale of silver, selling independence, there is nothing he does not do."

"Is your information reliable?"

Ethan narrowed his eyes and flicked off the ash: "Don't worry, the information provided by my informant will not be false. Her son has been controlled and used as a tool to transport drugs."

"It's your friend too, right?" Hank knocked on the table.

"That's right, besides, help me put her in the informant list." Ethan smiled slightly.

This bonus can only be obtained by entering the list of informants.

"Small idea."

Hank handed the note paper back to him, and said excitedly: "I have dealt with him about the silencer, but I failed to capture him."

"Next, raise your case to number one."

"There are photos of the silencer in the database, let Gene find it out, sort it out, and have a brief meeting."

"Okay." Ethan crushed out the cigarette butt, picked up the note paper and stood up.

When it comes to a criminal gang, there is only so much he can do by himself, even if he rushes to the door and kills everyone, it won't help.

The focus of the matter now is to rescue the controlled children.

Gathering the strength at hand is very important.

After ten minutes, Jane will start.

Ethan pasted the printed photo on the whiteboard, on it was a cute little boy:
"Danny, ten years old."

"According to the clues I have now, he was controlled by a criminal gang headed by the nickname Muffler and used as a tool for transporting unique products."

He then posted a photo of a black man. The person in the photo was expressionless and exuded a vicious aura.

"This is the silencer."

"Fake."

Antonio cursed in a low voice, attracting everyone's attention.

"I dealt with him five years ago when I was in the Gang Investigation Section."

He rolled up his sleeves, revealing a scar the size of a copper coin: "This thing is a souvenir left to me by his subordinates."

Those present, except Rusek, were no strangers to this kind of scar.

Only after being hit by a bullet can this kind of mark be left behind.

Now it seems that it is new hatred and old hatred. Ethan nodded to him and continued:

"Danny is not the only controlled child in his hands. According to the information provided by the informant, there are at least five or six other children."

"They use unique products to control a group of single-parent families."

"This is a criminal network that coerces mothers to stand on the street and transports drugs for children."

"Out of consideration for the safety of the children, adults dare not call the police, and they are also controlled by drugs, and they are powerless to resist."

Irene looked at the whiteboard with a solemn expression:
"So where do we start?"

"My informant has no access to the silencer, I only know that he is the mastermind behind it."

Ethan posted the last photo in his hand. In the photo, there was also a black man.

He has a cropped cut and a knife scar around his eye.

"This person is called Snyder. He is the deputy of the silencer. He is in charge of managing the network. He will arrange a family meeting once a month."

"According to the information provided by the informant, he goes to a nightclub called Color Bat almost every night."

"We need to go to this nightclub to gather intelligence."

Ethan tapped the whiteboard with a large pen: "Record all the people who appeared around him and start an investigation, and find the place where the children were hidden as soon as possible."

Everyone nodded, this is their usual way of solving crimes.

Follow the vines to find out the past.

These are not ordinary violent criminals who catch people if they can't come up. If they find out that they are being targeted, one can imagine the fate of those children.

“Volunteers are needed now.”

Ethan spread his hands: "Who will go to the nightclub with me to monitor Snyder and search for information?"

"I."

"let me."

Except for Hank and Orlinski, the others raised their hands in unison. This is a nightclub at public expense, which is much more comfortable than squatting in the car to monitor.

Facing the few people who were staring at him eagerly, Ethan rolled his eyes.

Antonio already has a wife and children, so why join in the fun.

"Rusek."

Ethan pointed at him: "How's your drinking capacity?"

Acting has to be a full set, and when you go to a nightclub, you can't hang around with a bottle of beer.

"rest assured."

Rusek smiled and slapped his chest, "It's all right."

"That's you."

He just came out of the police academy, he doesn't smell like a policeman, and he is about the same age as himself, so it's just right for him to go to these places.

"No matter what this time, we must rescue those children."

Hanke stood up and walked to the middle to make a summary: "Prison is the best place for people who use children to commit crimes. Everyone cheer up."

"receive."

The crowd answered in unison.

This kind of organized crime targeting children has always been cracked down with the harshest means.

night.

The Dodge Challenger stopped on the side of the street, and Ethan pressed his ears: "Is the signal normal?"

"normal."

Antonio's voice came from his ears: "The image is also very clear."

"Ok."

Ethan pulled the handbrake and looked to the side.

Rusek, a flirt, had his head styled with pomade, making him look a little more handsome than usual.

"Get out of the car."

He shook his head and pushed open the car door, walking towards the nightclub on the corner of the street.

"Okay." Rusek straightened his hair in the mirror and got out of the car quickly.

"call out."

There was a whistle in his ears, and Horstead's envious voice sounded: "Are you picking up girls by the way?"

Ethan was wearing a black casual suit, and he looked tall and handsome.

"It's all about work."

Rusek laughed. He wasn't handsome enough. He had a decent hairstyle, and his greasy hair was neatly combed.

Not far from the corner of the street, an Iveco was parked.

The windows of the car were dark, and the people inside could not be seen. Antonio and the others sat inside to assist in the investigation.

The miniature camera attached to his chest responded slightly, he straightened his clothes and strode forward.

Outside the nightclub ahead, there was a long queue.

Girls of all skin colors put on their sexiest outfits and flaunt their heads in the team.

The advertising curtain wall above is a huge bat made of multicolored broken glass, and the neon lights are particularly dazzling on it.

"Ethan."

Rusek quickly followed his footsteps: "Where are you going, the team is behind."

"queue?"

Ethan smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I don't like queuing when I come to this kind of place."

(End of this chapter)