My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 510
Faced with such a cold reception, this Latin woman did not deter her.

She gripped the business card tightly, and looked firmly at Hank who was answering the phone inside.

Ethan picked up the file on the desktop and walked to the whiteboard.

"Jimmy, Rick."

Ethan opened the case file and handed a photo to the two of them: "I'm really sorry about what happened just now, but this is why I hit hard."

After taking the photo in his hand, the two Chinese police officers looked at each other and looked at the photo.

In the photo is a little Chinese boy lying in a pool of blood.

His face was terrified, and he could not rest in peace.

Zhan Mi only knew that there was a robbery and murder case, but he didn't know the specific circumstances.

He thought it was just a triad member who died, but when he saw the photo, his eyes seemed to burst into flames.

"I understand."

Jamie gritted his teeth and looked at Ethan: "Don't worry, I won't blame you."

"If it were me, I might shoot directly."

Now it seems that Ethan's actions are all because of this child.

Although they were punished, Jamie and Rick let go of their grudges after knowing his original intention.

"Thank you!"

Ethan and the two of them shook hands and bumped shoulders.

Seeing this scene, the others also breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, Ethan hit so ruthlessly just now that he almost failed him. Although there is a reason for the incident, it still cannot be justified.

It is also a good thing to get their understanding.

"Everyone."

Hank walked out of the sheriff's office impatiently, and he went straight to the Latin policewoman: "This is it."

He forgot the other party's name and turned to look at the policewoman.

"Sumner, Mia Sumner."

The Latin female detective introduces herself again.

"This Detective Sumner." Hank frowned and said, "She will temporarily join the intelligence team."

Hearing the word "temporary", Sumner opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

Hank interrupted her with a wave: "Gene!"

"Yes, Sheriff."

Gene, who followed upstairs, quickly stood up.

"Take Detective Sumner to your office." Hank put one hand in his pocket and looked at the woman beside him coldly: "Show her."

"Forget it, I don't care what you show her around."

Hank takes a call and changes his mind.

It was clear that Sumner was the one at the top pressing down.

If the leader has such an attitude, the others will naturally not smile at each other.

Not to mention Ethan, even when Rusek joined the intelligence team, he didn't have that kind of greeting.

"Ok."

Gene nodded: "This way please, detective!"

Sumner looked at everyone's indifferent eyes, and hesitated to speak.

She let out a heavy breath and followed Gene downstairs.

Hank looked around, and now with him, there are nine people standing or sitting around the whiteboard.

"Okay!" He clapped his hands:

"It is now certain that there is a robbery gang outside, pretending to be Jamie's arrest team."

"It is very likely that they are veterans. These people are tapping Jimmy's wireless communication."

"Based on the intelligence gathered in the wireless communications, they targeted the illegal casinos of the Triad."

"What do you think?" Jamie looked at Hank. When they were partners together, Hank had always been the dominant one.

"you say!"

Seeing Antonio raise his hand, Hank pointed at him.

"That's what we use against them."

Antonio sneered: "I think these people must be short of money after killing so many people for [-] yuan."

"Then if they hear about a larger amount on Jimmy Radio."

"They can't help it." Irene took the words.

"That's right." Antonio continued: "My suggestion is to set up a trap and let these people come to us on their own initiative."

"That's a good idea." Jamie looked at Hank.

"Me too." Hank nodded.

Zhan Mi took out his mobile phone and said in a deep voice, "Let me add some more details!"

"Since you want to act, let's act like it. I'll make a phone call, find the senior management of the triad society, and borrow a small casino from them."

He looked at the photo in Ethan's hand, the little boy who died in vain was staring wide-eyed.

Zhan Mi took a deep breath: "When something like this happens, no one will reject me."

"I have a question." Atwater raised his hand and asked:
"Aren't you guys trying to capture the top triad leaders today? Are you sure they're going to help you?"

"Son, do you know that triads are just a collective term." Jamie squeezed out a smile, walked to the side with the phone in hand.

"What do you mean?" Atwater didn't know much about these, and was at a loss.

"Tracing back to its origin, the triad society has a history of hundreds of years, and countless gangs have branched out from the middle."

Rick touched his mustache and explained to him:

"The forces among them are intricate, and triads are just our collective name for those gangs."

"All right!"

Saying he didn't understand, Atwater shrugged.

As for the matter of Jimmy borrowing the casino, no one took it seriously. There were so many people present, and no one knew a few gangsters.

Where there is blow, there will be cooperation.

"Hank." Jamie finished the call quickly, put away his phone and walked over:

"The place is ready and will be cleared within half an hour."

He patted himself and asked, "Do you have much equipment here?"

"For your use?"

Hank stretched out his hand: "As much as you want."

The two clapped hands heavily, just like the old days.

When I came to the garage, I opened the ordnance iron cage. The dazzling array of equipment inside opened Rick's eyes:

"As expected of the Intelligence Group, one of the most well-funded departments."

"Do you want to come here?" Jimmy patted Hank on the shoulder and said, "I know someone who is standing in front of you. Do you need a recommendation?"

"Of course not." Seeing Jimmy's bright eyes, Rick shook his head quickly.

Still joking, who dares to nod.

There were only four of those guys, but they were all heavily armed bandits.

Judging from the current surveillance video, they didn't show any mercy when they killed people.

Facing this kind of bandit, everyone dared not take it lightly, and put on bulletproof vests and bulletproof plates one after another.

"Shh!"

The Velcro was grabbed by a pair of big hands and stuck tightly.

Ethan moved his body and looked at the opposite side. Irene was pulling the body armor on Hostedella.

He shook his head, and turned to Atwater to straighten his clothes.

Fortunately, it is winter now, wearing body armor and a jacket outside will not affect the movement.

After getting dressed and choosing equipment, Ethan walked out of the armory.

In the technical room, the Latina female police detective just looked over eagerly.

Seeing Ethan's gaze, she lowered her head again.

"Hey!" Irene came over, and she looked at Hank and Jimmy standing in the corner: "Aren't you curious about what happened to them before?"

"I don't know what you said."

Ethan turned on the lighter and got one beforehand.

"Just that brownie." Irene clasped the bulletproof vest with both hands:
"When Jimmy mentioned that person, both Hank and Orlinski's faces became very stiff."

"I'm not that curious."

Ethan saw her eyebrows raised and her eyes rolling around, smiled and rubbed her head:
"Why don't you just ask Hank?"

"Snapped!"

Irene slapped his hand away: "It messed up my hair."

"I asked, but he refused to tell."

"Then you can ask Orlinski!" Ethan shrugged, and slowly exhaled the smoke.

This curious guy really walked towards Olinsky again, but on his side, he also failed to get an answer.

Everyone was ready, and they set off quickly under the leadership of Zhan Mi.

China Town.

The Chevrolet Suboban pulled over and stopped slowly. After Ethan turned off the engine, he picked up the gun bag and opened the door.

Orlinski, Atwater, and Antonio also got out of the car one after another.

Ethan looked at the surrounding environment, vehicles were parked everywhere on the side of the road, and pedestrians were in a hurry.

After weighing the light and fluffy bag, he walked to the billiard room next to him.

A Chinese man wearing a star-striped hat walked up to him, his mobile phone shaking around.

"My friends, I'm in Chicago."

The man showed a bright smile: "Look at the sky, how blue it is."

"This cloud is so white."

(End of this chapter)