My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 520

"What's the matter, you say."

Gene's urgent voice sounded: "We already know, the Sheriff and the others are rushing over."

After telling Gene the information about the commercial vehicle, he put away the phone and looked at the several office buildings in front of him with cold eyes.

Seeing his unfriendly expression, the two patrolmen didn't ask any more questions.

The other party was a police detective, and it was not his turn to ask questions.

They tactfully returned to the car parked next to them and took out their security tapes.

After a while, a few patrol cars drove up.

Police officers were attacked, touching their sensitive nerves.

Seven or eight patrolmen quickly surrounded the scene to help maintain order at the scene.

At this time, Ethan also came back to his senses, returned to the car and picked up the walkie-talkie: "Jean, what's the search result?"

"I'm Hank!"

A hoarse voice sounded from inside: "The following patrol police have found the abandoned commercial vehicle."

"There are only some bloodstains on it, those people have already fled!"

"Tell them to find the nearby surveillance." Ethan pressed the intercom, gritted his teeth and said, "Look for witnesses and see where they fled to."

Hank's voice did not continue to sound, and the Cadillac flashing blue light stopped abruptly beside him.

There are several cars following behind the Cadillac.

There has just been a fierce gun battle here, and no onlookers dare to approach, and there are patrolmen all around.

Except for the Latin female police detective Sumner, everyone in the intelligence team got out of the car one after another. Hank raised his security belt and walked in quickly.

"I have already arranged the things you said."

Seeing the four corpses lying on the ground, Hank frowned: "What happened, revenge?"

"This kind of thing cannot be tolerated, it is a provocation to the intelligence team!"

They also received the notification from Pratt before they knew that Ethan had issued an emergency call for help.

As to what happened, I am still at a loss.

Under the concerned eyes of colleagues around him, Ethan gritted his teeth: "It's not revenge, it's robbery!"

"These bastards actually snatched me."

"This security is an accident."

"And these three are robbers."

The one whose face was smashed will not be mentioned, the other two people have been brought over by the patrol and have taken off their hoods.

They were all black men who looked to be in their twenties.

Looking at the bullet holes in the foreheads of these men, Ruzek scratched his head.

With such an iron head, the robbery came to Ethan's head. It seems that he didn't die fast enough.

"Didn't you go out for lunch?"

Seeing that he was fine, Irene felt relieved: "They robbed you of something."

Mentioning this, Ethan looked depressed.

I used to be the only one who robbed others, but now I am being robbed by others.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, otherwise, if Jia Bo found out, he would have to laugh his teeth out.

"An innocent life was taken away."

Ethan looked at the dead security guard, his cheeks puffed up.

At this moment, Ethan's phone vibrated.

It's the same agent, Reed.

He hung up the phone and looked at Hank: "Only two people know what I brought."

"It's on the opposite floor."

The others looked along his line of sight.

The tall office buildings are shining brightly.

"Let's go!"

If you know who it is, it's easy to handle.

Hank waved, and the others followed him.

They dared to provoke the head of the intelligence team, one or two, all of them looked unhappy.

"Wait a moment!"

Ethan stopped them: "Olinski, Horsted, Rusek."

"You help me look at these bags. After the people in the forensic room have checked them, help me take them back to the police station."

Speaking of this, Rusek was overwhelmed with curiosity.

He quickly asked, "What's inside?"

"cash!"

Ethan patted his arm: "Look good."

Everyone else was stunned, only Hank knew his net worth, and quickly asked in a low voice, "How much money do you carry, and you can be targeted?"

"One bag, more than 100 million."

Ethan shrugged, and walked towards the office building holding the gun butt.

The others were in a mess, and Rusek held up his fingers and said silently: "A bag, there are more than 100 million."

"Here are four bags, that is."

"Snapped!"

Olinsky slapped his head: "You are the only one who can count. Are you good at math?"

"This matter." Hank looked around and said in a deep voice:

"Only people in our intelligence team know."

"This bag contains the confidential documents of our intelligence team. No one is allowed to open them. As long as the forensic personnel finish their work, they will take them into the car immediately."

If this gets out, he doesn't want the Intelligence Group to be the target of being talked about.

Everyone also understood this truth, and the few people called by Ethan hurriedly stood beside a few travel bags.

It was impossible for him to joke about such a thing.

Ruzek looked at Ethan's furious back, bared his teeth and said, "Why do I feel that Detective Morgan has become more handsome."

"You'll be handsome with all this money."

Horstead secretly kicked the bag with his heel, and his head was dizzy for a while.

Before, Ethan didn't know that Hank was helping him fill in the gaps, so he took out his mobile phone and called Gene.

Tell him the information about Reed and Selina, and then hang up the phone.

The few people behind quickly followed Ethan's pace, and Hank said in a deep voice:
"Don't worry, they can't escape."

"Ok!"

Ethan nodded, walked into the lobby of the office building with a murderous look, and pressed the elevator.

A few people who were not easy to mess with at first glance stood outside the elevator door, and others avoided them one after another. In the words of those people, they could hear someone whispering about the shooting incident that happened nearby.

After finally waiting for the elevator, several people walked in quickly.

Someone wanted to follow in, but was forced back by Ethan's eyes, and the elevator door slowly closed.

Inside the elevator, the air was quiet and oppressive.

Irene and Antonio's curiosity was about to explode, but seeing Ethan's stern face, it was not easy to get into trouble.

"Ding!"

Just as the elevator door opened, the phone vibrated again.

It was still Reed's call, and Ethan stepped out of the elevator, his eyes flickering.

"Is this Mr. Morgan?"

The receptionist at the front desk saw a few people coming out and stood up quickly.

"I am!" Ethan nodded.

"Great, your lawyer has arrived."

The front desk noticed that his face was wrong, but he still said with a smile: "Mr. Reed and the lawyer are waiting for you inside."

While speaking, she reached for the phone.

"You don't need to notify him." Ethan waved his hand: "Just take me there."

"Okay, this way please."

The handsome receptionist put down the phone and led the way.

Looking at the signboard above the company and hearing what the reception said.

Erin squeezed her hands and stared at Ethan's back angrily.

As the female receptionist walked to the door of the conference room, Ethan waved her to stand aside.

"Oh!"

With both hands, he slammed open the wooden door.

Several people inside looked towards the door at the same time, and the moment they saw Ethan, they had different expressions.

There is joy, there is impatience, and there is panic.

This move is to observe their first reaction.

Ethan squinted his eyes to catch the abnormal signals from their bodies and eyes.

The panic in someone's eyes flashed away, and the fingers twitched a few times.

Keep your sights fixed and quickly lock onto the target.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be this person.

"That's great, Mr. Morgan."

With a smile on his lips, Reed walked over quickly: "I thought you were delayed by something."

"Congratulations!" Ethan ignored his outstretched hand and walked forward slowly:
"You are the first person who tried to rob me."

"Clap clap clap."

Gentle applause resounded through the meeting room, Ethan grinned, showing his white teeth: "And it almost made you succeed."

"God!"

He stopped and pressed his hands on the table:
"Ms. Sarina, I really admire your courage, really."

"I don't know what you're talking about?" Reid's assistant, Selina, swallowed hard and smiled.

"Really?" Ethan grabbed her delicate face violently.

"Look at my hands."

The strong smell of gunpowder smoke and blood hit her nostrils straight.

A palm with mottled blood stains was grasped falsely, hanging in front of Selina.

(End of this chapter)