My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

472 Lock the target
Ethan walked upstairs quickly and yelled at them:
"Navy Pier."

Except for the two New York police detectives, everyone else stood up and walked down with him.

"Yo~"

Alderfin looked at Rollins: "Look there."

At the top of the stairs, where Ethan was standing just now, a bright red flower of blood dripped.

“Chicago Style!”

Thinking of what Ethan said just now, she smiled and shook her head.

The murderer also killed two girls in New York, and she only felt relieved to have such an end.

It's not that if they were replaced, they would do the same thing.

But in the face of people who do such things, they can't afford to condemn them.

People who have become police detectives will not be so naive. The complete procedure is correct, and it will only allow more villains to go unpunished.

Back in the underground garage, the screams had subsided.

Baker curled up in the corner of the iron cage, he already knew what kind of life he was facing in the future.

Without too much discussion, Hank gave a few simple instructions, and they set off quickly.

Navy Pier Park is one of the most popular attractions in Chicago.

There are many tourists here, and they are not suitable for full armor. Only Olinsky took a gun case.

The crowd dispersed one after another. In order not to disturb Vance, they did not notify the nearby patrolmen.

The target is so obvious that it is not difficult to find.

Ethan pulled his clothes to cover the pistol and police badge, and walked inside with Irene.

Before he had gone far, there were screams in front of him.

"Shet!"

Ethan hurriedly quickened his pace and rushed up the steps.

"Hey!" Irene quickly reached out to hold him back: "Calm down, cowboy."

Looking in the direction of her arm, a tall Ferris wheel came into view,
Go up the steps and there is a rotating swing in the distance.

The screams sounded right here.

Ethan shrugged, and continued walking with Irene.

Next to it is Lake Michigan. There are many yachts moored on the lake, shaking slowly.

The two of them are like couples who come to play, but their pace is much faster than ordinary people.

Ethan looked at his watch and wandered around for more than ten minutes. It was already a few minutes past four o'clock, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"Target found!"

Rusek's voice sounded quietly.

Soon, there was another sound of running hurriedly.

"Rusek?" Hank's voice called out, "Where are you?"

In this case, it is necessary to keep the channel clean. In a hurry, Irene and Ethan quickly scanned.

But as far as the eye can see, there is nothing abnormal.

"Chicago police." Ruzek yelled, and there were several screams in the headset.

"Stay away, I'll kill her!"

It's not that Rusek doesn't want to talk about the location, the man with the wounded eye in front of him is very nervous.

"Calm down, let's get this over with."

He firmly remembered Rollins' words and tried to persuade him.

The murderer has an angry and vengeful personality, and he has several lives on his back, so he cannot be stimulated in any way.

The man had held a woman hostage and put a dagger on the woman's neck.

If there is any abnormal behavior, it will only force Vance to do it directly.

"One more step closer." Vance roared:

"I swear, I will slit her throat without hesitation."

"Calm down." Rusek raised his hand, indicating that he has no threat to him now: "There is no need to do that."

Vance looked nervously at the Glock in his hand: "Put the gun down and kick it to me."

"OK, no problem."

Ruzek dropped the gun carefully and kicked it away: "As long as you don't hurt this lady."

"Hey."

Seeing the gun being kicked to the other side, Vance roared angrily, "What are you doing?"

Excited, the blade cut through the woman's skin, shedding a stream of blood.

The woman is terrified, but she is wise.

She bit her mouth tightly, not allowing herself to do anything to irritate the man behind her.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Rusek's mind turned quickly, trying to inform the others: "I've tried my best to cooperate with you, how about I go over and kick you?"

"Don't even think about it." Vance looked at him excitedly:
"Get your spare guns out, you cops always have them with you."

"I really didn't!" Rusek's eyes lit up when he saw the name of the yacht parked beside him:
"I didn't lie to you, my partner Marlene told me that I don't need a backup gun."

"She said that if a gun can't solve the problem, it's useless to bring another one!"

"Marlene Yacht!"

Everyone knew who Rusek's partner was, and Hank's voice immediately sounded in the headset: "He's near the Marlene yacht, and everyone went to support him."

Ethan didn't know what a Marlene yacht was, and he had already stood on the side railing to look at it from a high position.

In the distance, several figures could be vaguely seen running around.

"Lindsay!"

With a low cry, Ethan climbed over the guardrail and jumped to the grass below.

The guardrail was more than three meters above the ground, and Irene hesitated.

"Jump!" Ethan clapped his hands.

Irene gritted her teeth, held on to the guardrail, and jumped.

Ethan took a step forward and firmly received her in his arms. When her feet landed on the ground, the two of them ran along the trail by the lake and ran forward quickly.

In the headset, Rusek was still dealing with Vance, trying to delay time.

After running a certain distance, we met Hank and Antonio.

At this time, Rusek could already be seen, and he was confronting Vance.

"Hank!"

Orlinsky's voice sounded: "I have locked the target."

Everyone quickly stopped and looked around, and soon found Orinski next to the guardrail diagonally opposite.

He's holding an AR-15, aiming the scope.

"Fire!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Hank immediately gave the order.

"boom."

With a gunshot, Vance's head raised a cloud of blood mist.

"what!!!"

The ear-piercing screams could be heard clearly even from 100 meters away.

Ruzek rushed forward quickly, pulling the screaming woman aside.

With a simple shot, the dust settled, and Ethan pointed in the direction of Olinski and gave a thumbs up:

"Good marksmanship."

The intelligence team is already hidden and crouching, and those who can come in have two brushes.

If you can fight by yourself, others are not just for nothing.

This time it can be said to be solved easily, there is no chance to draw a gun, and all the work is left to write a paperwork report.

Soon they ran to the scene, and Irene stepped forward to appease the woman who was kidnapped just now with Rusek.

Ethan and the three of them walked to Vance who fell on the ground.

There was a big hole in the head, blood was still flowing out, and the ground was stained red.

Ethan squatted down and looked carefully.

With blond hair, brown eyes, and a wound on the corner of the eye, it is certain that the target is correct.

One shot to the head, no pain whatsoever.

Compared with the few girls who were killed, this way of death was considered cheap for him.

(End of this chapter)