My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 470 The Iron Cage
The intelligence group is the direction Burgess has been working hard for. It is not easy to enter this department.

Many people are not incapable, but do not have the opportunity to show their abilities.

I thought it was a reprimand, but I didn't expect Ethan to let her speak eloquently in front of all the police detectives. This was a huge plus for her.

Before she could say anything to Ethan, Hank clapped his hands:
"Leave now to the Fontroy Hotel."

"This is what you deserve."

Ethan patted Burgess on the shoulder with a smile, picked up his coat and went downstairs.

After everyone left, Rollins walked up to Burgess: "You will have a group of good colleagues in the future."

Although the contact time is not long, it can be judged that the staffing of the intelligence team is quite good, and it is a team with extremely strong combat effectiveness.

"Thank you!"

Burgess nodded and said proudly: "They are some very powerful guys."

When they came to the hotel, no one entered rashly.

The others were waiting in the parking lot outside the hotel, and Antonio went in alone to find out the news.

Not long after, his voice sounded in the headset:
"Neil Vance has not returned to the hotel."

Hank immediately made a decision: "You wait in the hotel lobby, we are outside."

Vance's picture had been circulated, and he had been the subject of the highest attention on all routes out of Chicago, plane, train, and coach.

There is no way for the murderer to escape from Chicago, but he must be arrested and brought to justice as soon as possible.

The reason is very simple, I am afraid that he will have a final carnival.

"Hank."

Ethan pressed the microphone: "What's going on with Orlinski?"

"Just talked to me on the phone." Hank's voice continued: "Baker didn't return to the hotel and has been wandering outside."

"They have been following, and there is no abnormality for the time being."

"receive."

Ethan held his chin, his eyes scanning the people entering and leaving the hotel.

Irene stopped rambling, and observed the situation outside the car seriously.

After returning from the hospital, she put aside the matter of attending the class reunion at night, and put all her body and mind on work.

Catch the murderer, this is the promise she made to that little girl.

Half an hour later, a familiar car shadow flashed in the rearview mirror, and Ethan was shocked, and quickly pressed the headset:

"Something interesting happened."

"I seem to see Orlinski's vehicle turning into the hotel."

"I saw it too."

Hank's voice was hoarse: "In front of him, follow a taxi."

He quickly made an arrangement: "Antonio will take the elevator first and go to the floor where Neil Vance lives."

Soon, the taxi stopped at the front door of the hotel.

The following vehicles continued to drive to the parking lot next to the door.

It was Olinsky and Rusek in the cab, and when they saw Hank, their eyes became surprised.

Seeing Ethan and Irene again, Orlinski immediately confirmed something.

He only knew that these few people found the murderer's residence and went to monitor and arrest him.

But don't know where.

It's a coincidence that we just met here.

This confirmed Ethan's words, Baker was definitely suspected.

Just then, the taxi door opened.

The blond-haired Baker got out of the car and hurried into the hotel.

"Attention everyone, there is no need to wait for Vance." Hank's voice sounded: "Antonio, as soon as you see him stepping out of the elevator, arrest him immediately."

Now it is no longer as simple as a coincidence. It is 100% certain that there is definitely something wrong with Baker.

Ethan and Irene glanced at each other, they pushed open the car door and walked quickly into the hotel.

In the distance, Orlinski and Rusek also hurried over.

"I saw him."

"I really came to see Vance!"

"Fake!"

"He reacted quickly and returned to the elevator."

"The elevator is going down."

"Hurry up."

Antonio's hasty voice continued to sound, mixed with a few curses.

"Step aside."

Ethan lifted his jacket, pulled out the python revolver and ran towards the elevator entrance: "Chicago police, don't run around, squat down on the spot."

If it weren't for the latter sentence, it might really cause a burst of panic.

Irene also showed her police badge to disperse the crowd waiting by the elevator. No one knew whether Baker was carrying a weapon.

On the other side, Orlinski and Ruzek ran quickly up the fire stairs.

This is to prevent Baker from leaving the elevator halfway and running to other floors.

The numbers on the elevator display kept beating and decreasing without stopping.

Ethan and Irene were on the left and right, with their guns aimed steadily at the elevator door.

"Ding!"

The elevator door opened slowly, and Jeffrey Baker appeared within sight.

At this time, he looked flustered, without the calm look he had before.

"Don't shoot!"

Seeing the two muzzles of the black hole, he immediately raised his hands.

"Mr. Smile, what are you doing here?"

Ethan holstered the pistol, dragged him out of the elevator, handcuffed him, and searched him quickly.

"I'm just wandering around and don't know what you're talking about."

Baker was still stubborn and kept his words tight.

The body search was completed soon, and only a wallet and mobile phone were found on him, without any weapons.

"Where's Vance?"

Hank walked over quickly, squinting his eyes and asked.

"I do not know what you're talking about?"

Baker licked his lips and shouted, "I'm going to find a lawyer."

In the lobby of the hotel, there were still many people present, and they cast curious glances at this rare capture scene.

Those with good intentions even held up their mobile phones.

"Take him back first." This is not the right occasion, Hank looked at Ethan.

Ethan immediately grabbed Baker's neck and pushed him outside.

Back at the police station, throw Baker into the interrogation room, and Ethan returns to the Chase Room.

All of them gathered around the whiteboard, analyzing the situation.

"One thing can be confirmed now."

Hank pointed to Ethan: "His guess is correct, it is indeed a team crime."

"Two people plan and commit a crime together, and usually one person takes the lead." Rollins nodded and continued:
"The dominant person usually has sadistic tendencies, and the other person is usually submissive."

"People who dominate tend to be energetic and driven."

"The mental level of the submissive party is very fragile and confused. He needs others to tell him what to do."

Irene made a judgment: "According to you, Baker is definitely the one who dominates."

"That's right." Alderfin shook his head and concluded:
"So Baker will know where Vance is, you just need to pry his mouth open."

"Based on what I've been in contact with before, it's not easy." Irene said angrily with her hands on her hips:

"On the way back just now, he kept calling for a lawyer."

Now that you didn't find the wrong person, the next thing will be easy to handle.

"Okay, that's it!"

Hank rolled up his sleeves and walked back to the office: "Rusek, you and Burgess took him to the cage."

"Okay, Sheriff."

Rusek nodded, he looked at Burgess, and the two walked quickly to the interrogation room together.

Antonio and Erin wanted to say something, but when they saw the photo on the whiteboard, they sighed.

The two pressed down what they were going to say, and returned to their seats silently.

"What's a cage?"

Seeing that the few people present dispersed, Alderfin was puzzled for a while, and quickly asked Ethan.

Facing the eyes of Rollins and Alderfin, Ethan smiled:

"Just think of it as Chicago style!"

(End of this chapter)