My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 480 The smell of gunpowder

The episode ended, and Ethan and Irene walked to the side stairs.

"You go up first."

Waving at Irene, Ethan turned and walked towards the garage.

When he came to the technology room, Gene was playing games with a PSP. When he saw Ethan coming in, he put down the game console:
"The video hasn't been sent yet. If there is news, I will notify you."

This is official business, and the video will be sent directly to Gene.

"It's okay, you play your game."

Ethan put one hand on Gene's shoulder: "Promise me one thing, can you?"

"you say!"

Gene simply paused the game and lowered his feet on the table.

Although Ethan has not been here for a long time, he has a good relationship with him. They play games together when they are free.

He was the one who communicated with him more in the intelligence team.

"After the video is sent, notify me or Hank as soon as possible."

Ethan looked at him seriously, and said in a low voice: "No one can see the content of the video before me and him, including you."

"Do you understand me?"

Gene's face became serious, this kind of request is unusual.

He nodded and stretched out his fist to Ethan:

"Don't worry, it's fine."

After bumping fists with Gene and patting him on the shoulder, Ethan returned upstairs.

"The only possible evidence is the remaining surveillance video." He walked into the office, closed the door, and signaled Hank to turn on the anti-monitoring device:
"I've told Gene that the two of us must be notified first when the video is sent."

"very good!"

Hank nodded, his face relaxed a lot: "Gene, I can trust him."

"In addition, I made an excuse and have dealt with the people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. I will hand over the case to the homicide team later."

"The key clues are in our hands, and they can't find anything."

"That!"

Ethan nodded, and the two quickly ended their conversation.

Back to the seat, except for Antonio, everyone else is in the Chase room.

There is no point in investigating this case, so Ethan opened the game casually, and after playing for a while, Hank opened the door and walked out.

"Guys." He reached for the whiteboard.

The photos of the deceased and the screenshots of the surveillance screen were all taken down by Hank.

"According to the current clues, this case seems to be just an ordinary murder case and has nothing to do with gang fights."

Hank shrugged: "Next, I will pass it on to the homicide team."

"I'm sorry for wasting everyone's time."

Irene was surprised that the investigation of the case had been interrupted before new clues came back.

She was about to say something, but Hank stopped her with his eyes.

Orlinski and Rusek waved their hands, saying that it was okay. There was only one photo and a blurry surveillance screen, and they couldn't find anything.

"Wait a moment!"

Just then, Antonio strode up from the stairwell.

Holding a few folders in his hand, his face was solemn: "I have some discoveries here, let's take a look."

While speaking, he distributed the information in his hands to everyone.

Ethan opened the folder and narrowed his eyes.

The first photo at the head was exactly the same as the one Hank showed him in the morning, without any change in angle.

A bald man with black hair was standing among several people holding a coffee cup.

"Alessio!"

Antonio went straight to the whiteboard. He didn't even look at Hank, and directly took a photo on it: "This is the leader of an Italian gang in the southern district."

"Periphery, usury, extortion, and armed robbery are all within his business scope."

Antonio stretched out his fingers one by one, while looking at Hank:

"The Chicago Police Department thought he was retired, and now there is evidence that he is back in action."

"What do you think you're doing?" Hank puffed up his cheeks and took a step forward.

"This is Joe Catalano."

Antonio simply ignores him and sticks the next photo on the whiteboard.

When seeing the photo, Irene's face became stiff.

"Not long after he got out of prison, he is Alessio's nephew."

Antonio took the photo that Hank had just picked up and reposted it:
"The deceased man, Fitoli, whom we found this morning, made a deal with the state attorney years ago."

"As a result of the transaction, Fitoli was exonerated, while our Mr. Catalano spent several years in prison."

Olinsky got up and walked to the whiteboard:
"It appears that after Catalano was released from prison, he began his revenge."

He tapped on the printed surveillance photo: "Now the question is, if Catalano is the one who dumped the body, then who is the driver?"

"J."

Antonio glanced at Alessio's photo, then looked at Hank again:

"That's exactly what we need to track down."

Rusek raised his hand and was about to speak, but the Datong room fell into silence.

Hank and Antonio stand opposite each other in front of the whiteboard.

The faces of both of them are not good, the difference is that Hank's face is angry, while Antonio's face is more unhappy.

As soon as Hank said he couldn't investigate, Antonio snapped out a bunch of clues.

I thought that Hank would not do this, after all, it was for handling the case, but from Hank's reaction, it can be seen that something is wrong.

Olinsky hurriedly smoothed things over. He pulled out a photo from the folder, which showed a man in a leather jacket:

"I know this person."

"He hangs out with Fitoli a lot and the relationship between the two is very close."

"This is indeed an important person." Antonio retracted his gaze and said to Olinski:

"He was one of those who made deals with the state attorney."

"He's very likely to be the next target."

"That's fine!" Orlinsky took off the toothpick:
"Me and Ruzek are going to spy on him, looking for a chance to bring the man back and see what he knows."

Hank remained calm, and said in a deep voice:
"Me and Ethan are going too."

"That's not bad for me."

Antonio was tit-for-tat and refused to give in.

The smell of gunpowder in it, even the dullest Ruzek can smell it.

"Come to my office."

Hank looked at Antonio and said bluntly, "Before we leave, we need to have a good chat."

"no problem!"

Antonio threw the folder aside and walked in first.

"bump!"

The office door was slammed by Hank.

Seeing this, the others looked at each other in blank dismay.

Looking at the photos in his hand that were almost exactly the same as those in the morning, and there were even a few more photos that he hadn't seen before, Ethan's face was serious.

Hank will not hide anything from him, and he just told him to deal with the people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Now it seems that the Ministry of Internal Affairs still has a hand.

Not only that, but they also found Antonio and put Hank together.

Irene and Orlinsky walked quickly to his desk and looked towards the interrogation room.

Ethan had no choice but to stand up and walk to the side.

Rusek tried to follow, but Orlinski pinned him down on his seat.

He looked left and right at the empty Datong room, and spread his hands helplessly.

(End of this chapter)