My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 570 The weather is good
Back at the police station, Ethan immediately returned to his seat and groped underneath.

He took out half a bag of snacks, grabbed the beef jerky and stuffed it into his mouth, while saying vaguely:
"Whoever is hungry, come and get it yourself."

As soon as the words fell, a group of hungry wolves rushed up.

A few seconds later, Ethan's eyes widened.

The contents of the bag have become clean and slippery.

There were two cases in succession today, and everyone didn't eat much, and they were so hungry that their chests stuck to their backs.

For a while, there were chewing sounds in the Datong room one after another.

Gene has sorted out the materials sent back in advance and is pasting photos on the whiteboard.

Turning around, seeing everyone gobbling up, he spread his hands:

"Should I wait for you to finish eating first?"

"Need not."

Hank chewed the bread: "Tell me, what did you find?"

"These four people."

Jean pulled the strokes in his hand and pasted them into a row of photos: "It's the security guard who was shot dead by the robbers, you all know it already."

"Lucas Pelko."

There were two photos posted aside separately, and he tapped on the head of one of them with a large pen: "On the surface, it looks clean, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get that position."

"However, when he was 15 years old, he was in a juvenile detention center."

"At that time, he was with his friend Dominique, who was arrested because of a drug trafficking case. When they were together, they were both released forcibly."

"Since then, Pelko has been honest and has no criminal record."

"Where's that friend of his?"

Ethan swallowed the beef jerky and asked.

"I knew you wanted to ask this question." Gene pointed to him, and said with a smile: "After Dominic comes out of the juvenile prison, he should continue to hang out with gangs."

"A few years later, he was arrested for trafficking in independence and sentenced to eight years in prison, and he is still serving his sentence."

"By the way, according to Dominique's file records, he belongs to a Croatian gang called the Ersanhui."

"As for Gonzalez, I also found his information."

Gene moved the pen in his hand and pointed to the photo next to him: "Colombia is a new immigrant with a wife, three children, no criminal record, and a good financial situation. I don't see any motivation for doing this."

"The only suspicious thing is that he just joined the job not long ago, only two weeks."

"This also explains his behavior today. He was just scared and hid." Irene kept stuffing potato chips into her mouth: "Then what about the surveillance video?"

The group of people below were eating non-stop, and then looked straight at themselves.

Gene had a weird feeling, as if he had become food in their mouths, he shook his head quickly, and picked up the laptop next to him.

"As you can see, there are a total of six cameras on the route of the robbers' entry and exit."

"But don't be happy, it won't do anything."

Gene gestured on the computer screen with his fingers: "Cameras No. [-] and No. [-] are too far away from the robbers, so I can't see anything useful."

"Cameras No. [-] and No. [-] didn't capture anyone at all."

"The fifth camera can only take pictures of the back."

"The last is the sixth camera, which is the place they have to pass by at close range, but it is just blocked by an open iron door. It's still the same sentence, and it doesn't have any effect."

On the computer screen, only a few figures in black hooded suits could be seen moving in the distance.

They were carrying two large silver boxes and were walking quickly,

Antonio put down the bread, frowned and said, "There are not so many coincidences, this must be committed by insiders."

"Ding ding ding."

The landline next to Orlinsky rang, and he quickly picked up the receiver.

After a while of humming, he hung up the phone and hurriedly said: "The latest news, the police found a person near the bank, and they suspected to have seen the robbers."

"The individual said he saw a van fleeing from the scene of the incident at a rapid pace."

"The vehicle did not have a number plate, and the people in the vehicle were wearing hoodies and masks on their faces."

"Interestingly, this witness saw the necks of the two robbers sitting in the cab, the skin was not black."

"Humph~"

Hank sneered: "So Pelko is lying."

"Don't worry, he can't escape." Antonio took a sip of water and said slowly, "He's in the hospital, being watched by our people."

"Boss."

Sumner stood up quickly: "Let me interrogate him."

"Are you so anxious to prove yourself?" Hank walked up to Sumner and looked at her critically.

"That's right." Sumner looked him in the eye and smiled. "I can do it, don't worry, I'm ready for him to talk."

Hank nodded, with a smile on his face: "Very well, then you can take Antonio there."

"Hey~" Antonio spread his hands and said dissatisfiedly:
"Who brought whom?"

"Of course you took me." Sumner picked up his coat and hurried to his side: "I follow your command."

"It's almost there."

Antonio put on his jacket and strode forward.

Looking at the two people leaving, Hanke waved and smiled as he walked towards his office:
"Okay, let's do this first, what should we do?"

The others began to study the case file. Ethan sat for ten minutes, grabbed the key, and walked downstairs.

I promised to buy a gift for Debbie, so I simply took the time to go out for a walk.

Originally, I wanted to buy her a golden retriever, but I went to the pet store to find out, and immediately dismissed this idea.

It's not because it's expensive, it's just that the procedures are too cumbersome.

He simply ran to a shopping mall, walked around inside, and came out with big bags and small bags.

Back at the police station, as soon as he walked up the stairs, he saw Horsted talking with a blonde woman next to the reception desk.

Not far away, Irene was peeking in the corner.

Damn, this guy is too gossip.

Ethan walked over quickly and stood beside Irene: "Who is this woman?"

"You get out of the way."

Irene stretched out her hand to push him away, and said in a low voice, "I haven't seen it either, it's the first time a woman came to the police station to look for Horstead."

"what do you think?"

"Pretty." Ethan nodded, "Especially that blonde hair, like a waterfall."

"Yeah~, I think so too."

Irene curled her brown hair in her hand and said enviously.

"You don't need to compare yourself with others, you have your own advantages." Ethan bumped her shoulder.

"Really?" Erin asked quickly:
"What do you mean?"

"You are older than her." Ethan looked back and forth and made a decisive judgment.

"You bastard!"

Irene muttered something in a low voice, but there was a smug smile on the corner of her mouth.

Beside the reception desk, the blond woman chatted with Horstead for a few words, then turned her head suddenly.

She smiled and looked at the two people whispering in the corner, nodded, and walked down the stairs.

Embarrassed, the two turned around quickly.

"the weather is nice today."

"Haha, yes, that's right."

The play by the two of them was really exaggerated, and Horstead walked over angrily: "Okay, you two, stop pretending."

"If I have a chance, I suggest that you learn the skills of surveillance from Orlinsky."

Following where he pointed, Irene shrugged.

A mirror was hung on the opposite wall. From the angle of view, Horsted could clearly see their every move just now.

(End of this chapter)