My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 440 Can't Breathe
Everyone stood up on the left and right sides, and Antonio picked up the crowbar to break the door.

He stuck the crowbar into the crack of the door lock, stepped on the iron door with one foot, and exerted force with both hands.

There was a harsh scratching noise, and the door lock bounced off with a bang.

Ethan and Rusek quickly grabbed the iron door and dragged it to the side, and the door opened wide.

"Chicago police."

Irene, Hank, and Orlinsky roared loudly and rushed inside.

"Strip."

Discovering the uninvited guest, Ward's men did not catch them without a fight. They quickly picked up guns from their side and aimed at the front door. The next moment, bullets came crackling.

"Bang bang bang."

Erin quickly pulled the trigger and stepped forward.

She didn't pay attention, but she was already caught by the muzzle sight in the distance.

"Be careful."

Ethan leaped forward, hugged Irene into his arms, and rolled a few times on the ground.

The machine behind him instantly splashed a row of sparks.

Irene was thrown down by a huge force, followed by dizziness.

After she realized it, Ethan had taken her to a corner of a machine and was crushed under her body.

"be careful."

The gunshots around were still ringing, Ethan pinched her face with a smile, turned over and squatted.

The people in the intelligence team relied on the machine near the door and kept firing inside.

The radar has monitored the light spot, Ethan picked up the shotgun, walked around, and within two or three strokes, he disappeared within Irene's field of vision.

She gritted her teeth and touched her face, then got up and lifted the Glock.

Gunshots rang out and bullets shot through.

In the factory building, there was a fierce battle for a while.

Ethan quickly moved to the side. Beside the printing press not far from him, a man in a vest was raising his AK47 rifle, and the muzzle of the gun kept spraying out flames.

The strong recoil made the man in the vest tremble crazily.

Ethan supported Remington and slammed the trigger.

"Boom."

A large mass of blood mist exploded, and the counterfeit banknotes that were being printed were instantly covered with many bright red spots like plum blossoms.

Half of the head of the man in the vest was blown to pieces, making him look particularly frightening.

He wobbled and fell hard.

The members of the other counterfeit banknote gangs were shocked, and the gunshots became sparse.

Antonio and Hank seized this opportunity, and under the cover of others, quickly stepped forward alternately, firing continuously at the inside.

Bullets spewed, knocking a person running backwards to the ground.

"Drop your weapon."

With a roar, the remaining two saw that the situation was over, hurriedly dropped their guns and lay on the ground.

Ethan ran forward quickly and kicked the pistol on the ground aside.

The white man in front of him had gray hair and only wore an apron on his upper body, showing his strong muscles.

However, no matter how strong the muscles are, they dare not move in the face of the threat of a gun.

Ethan knelt down on one knee, pressing heavily on his neck.

Not only that, but also adjusted a more comfortable posture, and then slowly took out the handcuffs.

"Relax, I can't breathe."

The white man was so crushed that his face turned red and he cried out in pain.

"Don't worry, you won't die in a while."

Ethan comforted him patiently, then locked the handcuffs and let go of his knees.

The man in the apron just took a few breaths when Ethan grabbed his hair again.

After identification, he is the target person of this trip:
"Green Ward."

"Guys, we have found the right owner."

He already had a fierce face, but now that he was caught, his face was even more gloomy, and his mouth was tightly shut.

But it doesn't matter if Green Ward says or not, as far as the clues he has so far, a life sentence will definitely not escape.

Another person was also handcuffed by Antonio.

After the others searched, they all gathered around.

"Oh oh oh!"

Seeing the pile of counterfeit banknotes, Rusek quickened his pace excitedly, and patted the pile of banknotes on the bracket: "It would be great if it was real."

He sat down again, grabbed two handfuls of money, and made a gesture of treating money like dung:

"Lindsay, hurry up, take some pictures for me, I'm going to put it on Facebook."

"A bunch of counterfeit banknotes, what's there to take a picture of?" Irene shook her head, took out her phone from the pocket of her bulletproof vest, and took a photo of him:
"The real guy is interesting."

"Do you think I don't want to?" Rusek remembered what he missed last time, and his words were a little sour: "It's okay, no one else knows it's a counterfeit."

Ethan ignored this clown and pressed the intercom:

"Call the main station, the alarm number is 99527, there was an exchange of fire, two suspects were shot, and the scene has been brought under control."

"An ambulance is required at 13 warehouse south of 1356th Street."

"There are plainclothes police officers at the scene."

The voice of the dispatch office sounded: "Got it, arrange it immediately."

"Antonio." Hank nuzui signaled: "Call the people in the bureau and let them deal with the follow-up."

"Ok."

Antonio shook his head: "We do all the dirty work, and the people in the bureau do the limelight."

"Don't complain." Hank looked around: "It should be our credit, and no one can take it away, but our intelligence team doesn't need to show off."

This kind of case will definitely attract the attention of the news media.

Hanke has long established a rule that no one in the group is allowed to be interviewed by the media.

Unlike other teams, they would like to get published in the newspapers and make their name famous if they solve a case of no big or small size.

"You know." He patted Antonio's shoulder:

"The last thing we need is media attention."

"Don't worry, I understand." Antonio didn't really have any objections, and picked up his phone with a smile.

Green Ward was arrested and the case came to an end.

The corpse and the suspect were quickly taken away by the police, and the scene was left intact, even the pile of counterfeit banknotes were placed in the original place together.

This crime scene will soon usher in media interviews with a good relationship with the police station.

They will also put a thick stroke on the credit book of the 21st branch in the newspapers, proving that they are not living with taxpayers' money.

Back at the police station, after finishing the paperwork, Ethan remembered that there was still a person locked up in the garage below.

He rubbed up a ball of paper and threw it at Irene who was diagonally opposite:
"Did you forget something?"

"Shet." Irene also thought of Nadia, and hurriedly picked up the coat: "Leave it to me, I still have a small agreement with her."

She hurried down while putting on her coat.

After cleaning up the table, Ethan was also ready to leave.

At this time, Hank came out of the office and waved to him and Antonio.

The two looked at each other and walked into the office suspiciously.

"The director called me just now, and he was very angry." Hank pondered for a moment, then said, "I received another complaint today, about Horstead."

"I have something hard to say, can you go for a while."

Hank tapped the table: "As a friend, persuade him that even if you want to find out the truth, you must pay attention to the method."

Antonio nodded, he thought it was something wrong with today's case:
"Is it still about that?"

"Yes."

Hank rubbed his head and said, "He ran outside someone else's house to stare again today, and watched openly."

"It's not like this, you go and talk to him."

"Okay, I know."

Horsted was introduced by him to join the intelligence team. The two were friends. Of course, Antonio would not refuse such a thing.

"Then let's go."

Ethan knocked on the table: "Since he has the energy to toss around, drinking must be fine."

"Hmm." Antonio's face was serious, no one would feel comfortable with such a thing.

The only thing I can do is to drink and chat with him, so that he will stop digging into the horns.

(End of this chapter)