My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 483 too ferocious
"Listen, I already know what's going on!"

Antonio spread his hands and continued:
"You want to protect your family, there's nothing wrong with that."

"But there are some things, you can tell us, and things won't be so complicated."

"Don't worry, Justin didn't get involved."

Antonio looked outside: "Catalano killed someone suddenly, he was just frightened."

"In that case, Justin had to help him transport the body."

"After being a policeman for so many years, I believe your son is telling the truth."

Antonio stood up again: "I will pretend that these photos don't exist, and I don't know that Justin has appeared at the scene."

"I want to study other cases, and you can handle the rest by yourself."

The meaning is clear, Justin's involvement is not deep.

Just to help transport the body.

Antonio made his choice and decided to let Justin go.

"Thank you!"

Hank's voice was unusually hoarse, and he held out his hand to Antonio.

Antonio really wants to pursue it, he is sure he is fine, but Justin will squat for a few months no matter what.

This time, Antonio chose to stand with him and tell him about the Ministry of Internal Affairs, which is a great favor.

"Ok!"

Antonio led the thanks, shook hands with Hank, and walked out of the sheriff's office.

When he came out, everyone cast their eyes.

In any case, this intelligence group is a big family.

There are relatives and estrangements among colleagues, but everyone does not want any differences to erupt, which will be a harm to everyone.

Seeing that the two of them lived in peace, and there was no quarrel in the office, everyone looked happy.

Eileen, in particular, breathed a sigh of relief.

Not long after, Hank walked out of the office, and he had returned to his former appearance.

Passing Erin's desk, Hank stopped.

"He's in the interrogation room."

Erin raised her head and said softly.

Hank didn't speak, reached out and rubbed her head, and then walked towards the interrogation room.

Coming to Ethan, he took the car keys on the table.

"Ping pong."

In the Bluetooth headset, the sound of chopping and chopping sounded.

Ethan commanded the Nords to fight bloody battles in the province of Skyrim. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Hank walked down the stairs with Justin in his arms.

It's his child after all, so it's normal to be nervous.

Justin has to thank himself for having a good father. If it were someone else, it would be really difficult for him to escape unscathed.

The matter was settled, and he didn't take it to heart any more.

Attention returned to the screen again, in Ximu Town, an old hen was slowly walking, and Ethan's fingers were about to move.

Hand up, sword down.

The next moment, the Nords fled desperately.

"Is this how you earn overtime?"

At some point, Irene walked to his side.

She looked at the game screen on the computer and stuffed potato chips into her mouth.

"What's the problem?"

Ethan is upright and confident. If he doesn't touch fish at work, what's the point of that.

"Let's go, stop playing."

Erin tapped on the table: "I don't want to go to dinner by myself today."

"All right!"

Ethan looked up and found that the sky had darkened, and there were only two or three people left in the office.

Went out for dinner with Irene, then returned to the intelligence team.

It's not because of the overtime pay for the three melons and two dates, but mainly because I want to know the latest progress of the matter.

Now this murder case is still in the hands of the intelligence team.

Any latest news will be notified here.

"I packed something for you."

Ethan walked up to Antonio and put the takeaway meal on his table: "You haven't had dinner yet."

"what!"

Antonio quickly took out his wallet: "How much is it, I'll give it to you."

"This is not AA!"

Ethan held down his gesture of pulling out the money: "Don't worry about what happened today, we all know that you are here for work."

Ever since he came out of Hank's office, his mood hasn't adjusted well.

It seemed a little taciturn.

"Then I'm welcome!"

Antonio understood what he meant and picked up the lunch box with a smile.

Not long after returning to his seat, Gene hurried up the stairs: "Hey, guys, a body was found in the lake, and it is suspected to be Catalano!"

Hearing this, Antonio turned his head suddenly, staring blankly at the empty sheriff's office.

His eyes were confused, wondering if he had done something wrong.

"I've notified Hank."

Gene continued: "The address is near the pier, if you want to go and have a look."

"understood."

Antonio gritted his teeth and stood up quickly.

The others followed suit and walked downstairs one after another.

Gene slowed down a bit, and when Ethan came to him, he immediately whispered, "About that video this afternoon."

"What video?"

Ethan looked blank.

"It's useless just to delete it." Gene shook his head with a smile:
"Don't worry, I have already cleared the underlying data."

Ethan grinned dumbly, and bumped fists with Gene.

The intelligence team's convoy stopped at the shore of the lake, where blue lights flashed, and several police cars parked.

Hank's Cadillac was parked not far away.

A series of closing sounds sounded, and everyone walked forward, and there was already a circle of people around here.

Ethan wrapped his clothes and walked to the lake embankment.

There are several marine police boats parked outside, shaking slightly with the lake.

Nothing out of the ordinary here, he squeezed his way into the crowd.

Catalano's eyes were wide open and his skin was pale.

Antonio next to him cast suspicious glances at Hank from time to time.

There was another sudden sound of brakes, and soon, a middle-aged Caucasian woman in a black coat pushed through the crowd and walked in.

"Is this man Catalano?"

From her tone, extreme anger could be heard.

He already looked like he was in menopause, but now that he was burning with anger, he looked even uglier.

"Gradishal!"

Hank crossed his arms and stared at her disdainfully: "You know, a person like him has many enemies."

"This case has no choice but to be shelved."

Ethan immediately realized that the middle-aged woman in front of him should be the official of the Ministry of Internal Affairs who was doing things for Hank.

"what have you found?"

Gradishar looked at the forensic doctor squatting next to the corpse, his tone was cold:
"Anything that works."

"Nothing has been found yet." The forensic doctor used a pen to carefully examine the nasal cavity and oral cavity of the corpse:
"Preliminary judgment shows that the deceased did not die by drowning."

"After the murderer killed him, he threw it into the lake. This should not be the place to dump the body."

After he judged the approximate time of death, he slid the tip of the pen over the corpse's neck.

Hearing the time of death, Antonio secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At that time, Hank was still in the police station, and this was not something he did.

"Finally." The forensic doctor pressed back and forth on Catalano's neck with his hands in disposable gloves:
"The murderer's method of killing was very cruel."

"In my opinion, he was knocked in from the Adam's apple with a big hammer!"

"Most of the neck was smashed."

"Sigh~"

Everyone at the scene gasped, this was the first time they encountered this kind of killing method.

Ethan scratched his face and spread his hands:

"These gangsters are so cruel, they can do this kind of thing, it's terrible."

"That's right!"

"incredible."

The people around nodded, echoing his statement.

Hank gritted his teeth tightly, complaining frantically in his heart, this bastard, either beheaded or sledgehammered.

The key is, after the event, he still looks calm and breezy.

It is true that the back waves of Lake Michigan push the front waves, and each wave is higher than the last.

(End of this chapter)