My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 575 Goal Shift
"There are no boxes."

Sumner and Irene searched again carefully, and came out together.

Eileen spread her hands and continued:
"No money either."

"There is no doubt about it, the group behind those things will not miss it." Hank patted Antonio on the shoulder: "Notify the people in the forensic room to come and collect the fingerprints of this Mr. Columbia."

"Hopefully we'll be lucky enough to find his identity and preferably a criminal record."

"Ok."

Antonio nodded, raised his hand and pressed the intercom, not only to notify the forensic room, but also to contact the patrol and ambulance.

But what Hank had expected just now, no one else had much hope.

The number of people registered in the criminal system is only a fraction.

Many more, not recorded.

Bursts of light flashed in the room, and Ethan kept taking photos of the corpses in the house and the entire murder scene with his mobile phone.

Waiting for the forensic room to come to collect information, in addition to going through the process, will have to wait for a while.

It's better to do it yourself, some things don't need to be too rigorous.

He sent all the photos he took to Jean, and the bloody photos were transmitted continuously. People who didn't know saw him and thought he was a perverted murderer.

Once Fiona caught him looking at a photo and glanced at it curiously.

It took only a while for Ethan to flip through the photos quickly, and she ran to the toilet quickly, almost vomited out the overnight meal.

After that, she kept a respectful distance from Ethan's cell phone.

The patrolmen arrived soon, cooperated with them in collecting evidence at the scene, and made the matter almost complete. The people from the intelligence team clapped their hands and returned to the police station, leaving it to other departments to deal with the aftermath.

I thought it was a fierce battle, but I didn't expect to become a cleaner. Everyone was a little annoyed.

Back on the second floor, Gene was busy in front of the whiteboard.

On it, there are densely packed photos.

Pelko's photo has been replaced with a recent one, his face burned to pieces.

There are already eleven dead people here, and the photos are neatly arranged together. All of them died tragically, making people feel horrified when they see it, just like a wall of death.

"Understood, Chief."

In the sheriff's office, Hank hung up the receiver after a few words.

"The director told me that this is Chicago, not Bogota." Hank walked out of the office with a sullen face: "Do you know what it means?"

"It means we can't let these Colombians do whatever they want here."

While everyone fell silent, Horsted and Rusek walked up to the second floor.

Ruzek slowed down when he saw the pictures on the whiteboard. "Damn it, this is a massacre."

"Hey."

Orlinski threw the evidence bag in his hand to Gene: "Before everything on Pelko's body was burned, I got the phone. Let's see what you find."

"Ok."

Gene picked up his phone and walked downstairs quickly.

There were still black marks on Orinski's face, and some of his beard was burned off.

After taking out some personal belongings from the tattered coat in his hand, he threw the clothes into the trash can, picked up the cup, and drank water in big gulps.

Rusek on the side also had some of his hair singed off.

It looked very embarrassing, and on their side, the scene probably wouldn't look good either.

"According to the current situation, let me express my opinion." Antonio tidied up the case file in his hand and decided to clear his mind.

"Pelko, as the manager of the bank's vault, knew that there was a large amount of cash coming."

"So he called people from the second and third associations he knew before, and cooperated with the outside world to rob the money and let himself be financially free directly."

"There was an episode here, and I don't know how it happened. Their actions let the Colombians know."

"Next, it was the Colombians who robbed them."

"At the same time, people including Pelco were all silenced by the Colombians."

Everyone nodded, that was probably the case.

"Now our goal has completely shifted to finding these Colombians." Hank held his chin and frowned: "It's just that the people in Perco are all dead, and we have no clues to track them down."

"That's right." Antonio rubbed his temples: "These people are too straightforward."

"I probably remember the profile of that homeless man."

Rusek clapped his fists: "Find me a jigsaw puzzle expert or a sketch expert, and it should restore my six or seven growth appearance."

"no problem."

Hanke pointed to Orlinsky: "Arrange for him immediately."

Now, as long as there is a little possibility, we must pursue it.

"Wait a minute, there is still one person who is not dead." Ethan snapped his fingers and strode towards the whiteboard. He picked up the big pen and kept tapping his head:

"What's the name of the person Gene mentioned yesterday?"

"It's the guy who entered the juvenile detention center with Perko, went to prison later, and is still serving his sentence."

"Dominique!" Erin reminded him.

"Yes."

Ethan wrote the name on the whiteboard: "According to Gene, Pelko has no criminal record since he came out of the juvenile detention center."

"Work and life are no different from ordinary people."

"In his case, he must have left his original gang life."

"It's not he who's looking for someone who knows how to do things two or three times." Ethan put down the pen, put his hands on his waist, and said with certainty:
"Even if he had a chance to make a fortune, he couldn't find someone to do the dirty work."

"This is a lot of money, and the risk is not small. If others can't trust him, he can't trust others either."

"In the middle, someone needs to help him match the bridge."

"That is to say, is there such a possibility? Pelko contacted his good friend Dominic and asked Dominique to help find someone he can trust in two or three sessions."

Once this link was explained, everyone reacted.

They nodded repeatedly, people from the second and third clubs would not do this kind of thing with someone who had quit the gang for a long time for no reason.

This is not a trivial matter, there must be a guarantor in the middle.

And that Dominic is undoubtedly the No. 1 choice of the middleman, so he must be very clear about the occurrence and planning of the matter.

"Ok!"

Hank nodded quickly when he heard the words: "Your inference is very reasonable."

"We can scam Dominique. If your guess is correct, maybe there is news about Colombians on him."

"Everyone."

Gene ran upstairs quickly and interrupted their words: "I found an abnormal number. There are a total of eleven call records, all of which are from the opposite side. Maybe they are Perko's accomplices."

"Contact the judge." Hank's hoarse voice sounded: "Application for a search warrant for the content of the call on this number."

"Also, the Dominique you mentioned yesterday, in which prison is he serving his sentence?"

"A search warrant is being applied for. As for the answer to your second question." Gene threw the phone to Antonio, who was aside: "The call is from Stateville Prison."

"The Dominic you mentioned is serving his sentence in this prison."

Hearing his words, Hank's eyes lit up.

He quickly issued an order: "Antonio cooperated with Jean in applying for a search warrant. I need to know what the two of them talked about."

"Rusek, do the character puzzle."

"Ethan, let's go."

"Others, investigate all the surveillance cameras near the crime scene in the morning, as well as the killer who pretended to be a homeless man, and find a way to find the surveillance cameras in the direction of his escape."

Ethan took a sip of coffee, and hurriedly left the police station with Hank.

(End of this chapter)