My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 420 Something is very wrong
Connie's job today should be to make return visits to foster families, stopping and stopping all the way.

By noon, she had visited more than a dozen households.

It appears that this is a very dedicated Children and Family Services staff member.

According to Ethan's request, Erin would drive to the house after Connie left.

He pretended to observe the house, but kept monitoring the number of people inside with radar.

Most of them are normal, only three or four light spots in the room.

If there are more than five, Ethan will mark them down in the notebook with a pen.

Irene didn't know what he was writing or drawing, so she could only suppress her curiosity and continue to follow Connie's silver BMW.

After driving for ten minutes, the vehicle stopped again.

Connie went in for a long time this time, unlike before, she came out in about a minute.

Ethan shook the pen in his hand and whispered:
"Get over it."

Irene nodded, and under her control, the vehicle drove slowly past the shoulder of the road and stopped in front.

She keenly observed that Ethan's shaking pen suddenly stopped.

Erin put the sunglasses on her head: "What did you find?"

"There's something wrong here." Ethan looked at the rearview mirror, his voice became cold: "It's very wrong."

On the radar just now, more than a dozen light spots flashed.

The arrows all point down.

Obviously, there are more than a dozen people in the basement here. If there is no problem, who would put so many people in the basement.

Looking at Irene's puzzled eyes, Ethan's mind raced:

"Look at the lawn outside. The foster families you passed by just now, more or less, have something for children to play in."

"There's nothing here, nothing."

"It's too far-fetched, maybe the child they adopted is more introverted."

Irene curled her lips and said in a low voice, "It's just a doubtful point, and it's worth recording."

At this moment, a van slowly drove over in the distance.

A few tens of meters behind the van followed a familiar moving vehicle.

Seeing this, Irene quickly took off her seat belt, turned around and lay down in front of Ethan. The two of them faced each other, with a distance of only two or three centimeters.

"What do you want to do?"

Ethan looked at Irene, who was close at hand, and the faint smell of perfume rushed towards him.

He swallowed nervously: "I'm not a casual person."

"You bastard, Badman is driving the van." Irene looked into Ethan's eyes, feeling a little flustered.

She put her arms around Ethan's neck, pretending to be lingering:

"The two of you met last night and couldn't be recognized. Now it seems that there is indeed a problem with this place."

"Uh-huh."

Ethan looked at her delicate face and made two nasal sounds.

In order to pretend to be a little bit, he stretched out his arms to wrap around Irene's slender waist, and there was softness in his hands.

The moment she was hugged, Irene's body stiffened.

Soon, he relaxed again.

She found that Ethan's attention was not on her, but his eyes squinted, staring at the side mirror.

In the rearview mirror, Badman unscrews a thick stack of pizza boxes as he walks briskly up the steps.

The food here is enough for a dozen people to eat.

Badman knocked on the door and walked in quickly.

"You let go."

Irene was a little out of breath from being hugged, and cried softly.

Ethan looked back, the two looked at each other, and their breathing became short of breath.

"Feel sorry."

He quickly let go of his hands, and Irene hurriedly arranged her clothes, turned around and sat down.

In the moving vehicle that was slowly approaching from the opposite side, there were clearly Orlinsky and Rusek sitting there. Irene quickly gestured and started the vehicle.

The two cars passed by staggeredly, and their eyes met.

After a while, they rejoined on another street.

Lowering the car window, Irene nodded to Olinsky: "We are lucky, it seems that this is here."

"It's hard to feel otherwise."

Olinsky bit the twist candy and said: "The car repair shop they run has only four or five employees. Just now I saw the boy who delivered the pizza, and the food in his hand far exceeds the amount of them."

"So we follow along."

It is difficult for a dozen people to eat and drink. The silencer should use the car repair shop as a cover to order food for them.

"Have you written down the house number?"

Orlinski didn't stay for long just now, and didn't see clearly.

"I've already sent it to Gene." Ethan put the phone in his pocket: "What should I do now?"

"I'll watch here first."

Orlinsky raised the car window: "You go back and change to another car, and discuss the next move with Hank."

Erin nodded, stepped on the accelerator and quickly returned to the police station.

Back in the Chase Room, Hank had been waiting for a long time. He and Horsted followed Snyder, but nothing was gained.

"Are you sure it's that place?"

Seeing them running up the stairs, Hank hurried out of the office, and Orlinsky had already talked to him on the phone.

Ethan nodded: "80.00% sure."

"enough."

Hank looked at Gene: "What information does the owner have?"

Except for the two people who continued to watch outside, everyone else gathered in the Chase Room. Gene looked at the phone: "Ordinary families, couples without children, and good financial conditions."

"Highly rated with Children and Family Services and currently registered with two foster children."

"All kinds of procedures are handled by Connie alone."

"Now all the clues point to where the children are being kept." Hank frowned and said, "We can't use these children as bait."

"You apply for an emergency search warrant immediately."

"Okay, it's in progress." Gene nodded, flicking his fingers quickly on the screen.

"Antonio."

Hank turned his head, "Give us some good news about the silencer."

"of course."

Antonio held a thick stack of papers in his hand: "Here are the call records of Connie's private number in the past six months."

"I checked all the information inside."

"There is a number that appears very frequently and at a very fixed time."

"As a very important link in this process, Connie and the silencer must be related. Just now, Gene also found out the owner's information."

Antonio rolled up the paper in his hand and pointed to the side.

Gene took over the conversation: "I found out that the owner is Snyder's cousin, and the address has been checked."

Hank thought for a while, and decisively issued an order:

"Notify the patrol and let them control all the people on Miranda's side."

Miranda has already sent Ethan the location of their residence through social software, and these women who have been held hostage also need to be rescued.

"Let's go."

Hank put the jacket on: "Get these kids out."

"Gene." Hank patted him on the shoulder:

"Send the address to Pratt and have her dispatch the unmarked patrol car."

"I want all the target locations involved to be watched, such as the car repair shop and Schneider's cousin's house."

"But don't move around without my notice,
"clear."

Gene quickly wrote down: "After the emergency search warrant is issued, I will send it to your mobile phones.

When they heard his voice, Ethan and his party had already pushed open the iron mesh door.

(End of this chapter)