My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 636 The idea is relatively simple

"Everyone!"

Gene hurried up the stairs, interrupting Horstead's thoughts.

He said quickly: "There are two messages."

"First, on the way to our place from the prison, two bodies were found. The people who were killed have been confirmed to be prison guards."

"Second, I received a report from a passer-by and found the robbed escort vehicle."

He collected himself and continued, "I found a dead body in the car, as well as a child's clothing."

Hank asked: "Who is the body?"

"No identity information." Gene shook his head: "It is most likely a Colombian, not a octopus or a cowboy."

"It is inferred that it should be the person who was injured by Antonio."

"According to the on-site forensics inspection, there are two kinds of wounds of different calibers on the corpse."

"Shut up." Ethan put down his cup, curled his lips and said:

"By the way, eliminate the encumbrances. At this time, the last thing Bazhuo wants to do is to run around with an injured person."

Even cousins ​​can be sold, what else can't be done.

Let’s not say [-] in Chicago now, at least there are thousands of policemen looking for Bazhuo, and he will definitely not let anyone influence his actions.

"Continue to look for clues."

Hank didn't say anything, just waved his hand, turned and walked into the office.

Watching the back of Gene going downstairs, Ethan grabbed the cigarette case and followed.

When he came to the garage, Gene sat alone at his desk, silently in a daze, not even noticing the opening of the door.

Ethan was even more sure that he had a problem. This kid, no matter how boring he is usually, can play games by himself, playing games and playing with his doll decorations. He always looks cheerful.

"Crack!"

As the lighter was lit, another cigarette flew in front of Gene.

"Hi." Gene came back to his senses, and he turned around quickly: "What's the matter?"

"I am fine."

Ethan took a deep breath on his cigarette, reached out and nodded to Gene: "You have something to do."

"Huh?" Gene picked up the cigarette and passed it back to Ethan: "Thank you, I don't know how to do this."

"You know I'm a detective."

Ethan sat directly on his desk: "You know, I'm still a very good detective. Even though there are a lot of things today, I can still find out what's wrong with you."

"Not only today, you have been wrong these days."

"I just want to tell you one thing, I am your friend!"

Gene's fingers trembled, he took the lighter and lit it, took a couple of puffs awkwardly, and coughed again due to choking.

He smiled reluctantly, and looked at Ethan gratefully:
"I know, you are my friend."

"I had a few things going on in my house so it was a bit of a distraction."

It's not easy for Ethan to intervene when it comes to personal affairs.

But he still patted Gene on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "If there is something that needs help, I mean anything."

"You can find me, understand?"

"Understood." Gene suppressed what he wanted to say, and bit the cigarette holder hard.

Green smoke rose, covering his eyes.

Ethan didn't say anything else, finished smoking his cigarette, and went upstairs.

At the corner of the stairwell, three people gathered together and were whispering, and when they saw someone going upstairs, they stopped immediately.

Seeing that it was Ethan, Rusek waved quickly.

"What are you doing?" Ethan walked over suspiciously.

"That's right." Horstead frowned and said, "Irene just arrived too. Are we really going to violate discipline for Hank?"

"I know you have a good relationship with him, but is that really right?"

"Did you forget one thing." Ethan shrugged helplessly: "There is Erin standing here. Isn't her relationship with Hank better?"

Horsted was speechless and waved his hand.

"Jay, I understand what you mean."

Gritting his teeth, Rusek said, "I've only been out of police academy for a few months, and I'm just following orders."

"Even if you are ordered to lynch." Horstead waved his arms excitedly: "Even if this is the case, do you want to do it?"

After thinking about it again and again, he still couldn't pass his own test.

This is completely different from the belief he has always upheld.

If he had been a lyncher, Lonny would have let him kill him before, but Horstead hadn't chosen to do that.

"Then what do you want me to do?"

Rusek said helplessly: "Disobey the order and confront Hank, sorry, I won't do that."

"Besides, this is revenge for Antonio."

"You don't understand what I mean, I know, this is revenge for Antonio, do you think I don't want to?" Horstead said in a low voice with his chest heaving:

"What we're saying now is that Hank is going to give him the octopus."

"If we catch Octopus and give it to Hank, everyone knows what he will do."

"Calm down." Irene pressed her hands down:
"It's pointless to discuss these things now, let's find out about Octopus first."

"What do you think?"

Horstead scratched his head and looked at Ethan struggling.

"You're right." Ethan nodded, patted Horstead's arm and said, "That's right, we are the police, and there are certain things we can't do."

"Well, let me chat with him later."

"You know, everyone is very angry now, and Hank is just getting angry, just wait until his anger subsides."

Everyone has their own code of conduct, you can disagree with it, but you must respect it.

The same is true for Hank, it shouldn't be so forceful, it's easy to make everyone have a hurdle in their hearts.

My own thoughts are relatively simple.

Just find a chance and kill the octopus directly.

No one can find a reason for the arrest.

Under his agitation, Horstead didn't say anything anymore.

Everyone went upstairs and returned to their seats.

Ethan took a sip of coffee and walked into Hank's office under Horstead's gaze. After some communication with him, Hank gave up his original idea.

After all, doing that would be too easy to prove.

Things to do, but also to protect yourself.

The two walked out of the office together, and Ethan quietly gave Horstead a thumbs up.

Not only him, Rusek's mind also stabilized.

Although he made up his mind to follow Hank, he was not afraid of this kind of thing, and he just came out of school not long ago.

"cough."

Hank coughed heavily, covering his mouth with his fist: "How about it, haven't you gained anything yet?"

"Listen, I have an idea."

Rusek flipped through the files in Octopus and took out a piece of paper: "This man Octopus has no friends or relatives in Chicago."

"His women and children are taken too, right?"

Everyone nodded, Hank hugged his chest: "Is there any problem?"

"This is America." Ruzek handed the paper to Orlinsky who was beside him: "He can have no relatives or friends, but he can't live without a lawyer."

"Maybe we can talk to his lawyer, maybe we will get something."

"I know this lawyer."

Orlinsky flicked the paper and made a crisp sound: "He specializes in defending these criminals. Let's put it this way, if he can't get his sore foot, he will never cooperate with us."

Hank shook his head too, thinking the same way.

It's just that the other party was too difficult to deal with, so I gave up the idea.

"So I have another idea." Lusek had already figured out a countermeasure: "Now that there are eight claws wanted in the city, his lawyer will naturally know."

"How about we find someone who can speak Spanish and pretend to be a subordinate of Octopus, and give him a call?"

(End of this chapter)