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Chapter 468 Don't Talk to Tiaozi
There was silence in the interrogation room.

Since the few of them sat down, Ethan just quietly looked at a blank case file.

Irene has been staring at Jeffrey Baker, he doesn't look flustered, and still maintains that professional smile on his face.

This calm attitude is really rare.

The silent tactic failed, and Irene couldn't help but wonder if they caught the wrong person.

She shook her head, put the thought behind her, and reached for the mineral water next to her.

"Mr Baker."

Erin slowly unscrewed the bottle cap and poured water into two disposable cups: "How long have you been in Chicago?"

"Five days!"

"Are you from St. Louis?"

"That's right!"

Baker was concise and answered questions with a smile.

"Drink some water, Mr. Baker." Irene reached out and pushed a glass of water in front of him.

"no need."

Looking at the cup in front of him, Jeffrey Baker smiled and shook his head: "Thank you, I'm not thirsty."

"Have you been to the Riverwalk?" Ethan suddenly attacked.

"What does that have to do with my hotel room?"

Baker responded very quickly, not only avoiding the question, but also asking him a question.

The smile on his face was too fake, it was just his cover-up, just like a mask, after entering the door, he looked completely calm, which actually made him feel guilty.

Ordinary people would not have such a reaction, never be so calm.

No matter what it is, as long as they enter the police station, the emotions of ordinary people will be more or less abnormal.

Or justify, or get excited.

His bland reaction would only make Ethan feel that he was the one he was looking for.

"Let me ask you again."

Ethan leaned forward and asked sternly, "Have you ever been to the Riverwalk?"

"I've been there."

"When?"

"Sorry." Baker asked with a smile, "It's still the same sentence, what does this have to do with my hotel room?"

"I now suspect that you have another purpose."

Irene looked at him with scrutiny: "What do you think our purpose is?"

"Come and tell me." Baker shrugged, with a calm look:

"I have absolutely no idea."

Ethan knocked on the table and shouted sharply:
"Answer my question, when did you go to the Riverwalk?"

"Do you usually go to YouTube?" Baker played the eloquence of a salesman and talked eloquently: "There is a very popular video on it, I suggest you watch it."

"It's a video of a law school professor, very professional and famous."

Baker met Ethan's gaze. "Interestingly, he made a very interesting and convincing point."

"That is, don't talk to the note."

"Sorry." Baker spread his hands and said with a smile: "No offense meant."

Ethan closed the case file, his tone became cold:

"Do you think this is a talk show stage?"

"I also propose a point of view to you, which has been verified by many people, and you can be convinced."

"The point is, if you don't answer the questions honestly, I guarantee you, you'll regret coming to Chicago."

"Listen." Baker put away his smile, "I don't know what you want from me."

"But no matter what it is, I can only say that you have found the wrong person."

"Call me, I need a lawyer."

"Boom!"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Antonio pushed open the door and waved to the two of them.

"time and location."

Irene pushed the notebook over and nodded forcefully: "Write it down."

Baker smiled, and had no intention of touching the pen at all.

"Whoosh!" Ethan walked behind him and waved his hand violently.

Baker shrank his head in fright, and looked at him quickly.

Ethan scratched his head and walked out of the interrogation room.

"Another rape case happened on the riverside walkway." After they closed the door, Antonio said helplessly, "What happened just ten minutes ago, Hank has rushed to the hospital."

"Olinsky and Rusek go to the crime scene."

"Fortunately, the victim is still alive."

Erin looked at her watch in shock: "We were taking Baker back to the police station."

At this time, Rollins and Alderfin came out of the observation room, and Rollins pushed his blond hair behind his ears: "That means he is not the murderer?"

"What did you observe?"

Ethan looked at Rollins and asked unwillingly.

"He's talking about irrelevant things, so it's hard to judge." Rollins frowned: "But he's very defensive, don't look at him smiling all the time, but he's always careful about something."

"Although this defensiveness is heavy, it is understandable."

Alderfin spread his hands: "The idiot who said everything as soon as he came in doesn't exist anymore."

"How about this!"

Ethan nodded and looked at Antonio: "Let's go to the hospital first."

"Detective Rollins, can you please continue to observe him?"

"No problem at all."

Several people shook hands, leaving behind two New York counterparts, who hurried to the Chicago hospital.

Outside the ward, Ethan looked in through the window.

Irene is doing inquiry work, and it's not easy for men to participate in this kind of thing, so they can only wait outside.

Lying on the hospital bed was a black girl.

His face was swollen, purple and blue, and he could hardly see a human appearance.

"She's lucky."

A few minutes later, Irene walked out of the ward quickly. She angrily grabbed the notebook in her hand: "She was only 16 years old, and she fought hard to escape the catastrophe."

The girl lying on the hospital bed noticed the gazes of Ethan and the others, and turned her head silently.

Hank's breathing became hot, and he asked in a cold tone:

"Is there any clue we can use."

"Blonde hair, brown eyes." Irene said quickly: "The corner of his eye was scratched, and the murderer's DNA should be extracted from the girl's nails."

"About this, I have already asked someone to do it." Hank put his hands on his hips:
"That man at the police station, what color are his eyes?"

"blue."

Irene shook her head: "When the incident happened, Ethan and I were taking him back to the police station."

"Let him go." Hank walked outside:

"Notify everyone of the suspect's physical characteristics, as well as all clinics and hospitals across the city, with a focus on the person checking for eye injuries."

"I have an objection."

Ethan said suddenly: "There is no clue to prove that there is only one murderer."

"You mean gang crimes?"

Hank paused to consider the possibility.

"In our business, you can believe in a coincidence." Ethan nodded and said, "But I don't believe that several coincidences happened to one person at the same time."

"To me, that's the big suspect."

"Baker didn't even dare to drink water. He was too cautious. I think there must be something wrong with him."

"Then what do you think?" Hank looked at Ethan.

"Let him go."

Ethan's method was beyond the expectations of several people.

He added: "It is enough for Orlinsky and Rusek to come back. There are patrolmen at the scene of the crime. Let them follow Baker and they will definitely find something."

"I agree." Irene thought for a while and nodded heavily.

"Okay, just do as you say."

Hank took out his mobile phone: "I'll notify both of them."

Antonio took down the clues asked by Irene, and also took out his phone: "I will contact the police car and pedestrian patrol, and remind them to focus on the inspection target."

Looking at the two people who hurried to the front, Irene gritted her teeth: "She is only 16 years old."

"You have no idea what that man did to her!"

"You can guess it."

Ethan patted her on the back: "Let's go, let's take down that fucking Fuck."

(End of this chapter)