My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 638 Vicious
After everyone else left, Hank opened the folder.

Inside are dense call records and call time.

If Sumner saw the document, she would be shocked, because it contained records of calls she made or calls made to her.

"Found here according to your request."

Gene scratched the table uncomfortably, and said in a muffled voice, "It's Sumner's call records for the past two weeks."

Hank flipped through the information, checking one by one:

"Have you called the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"

"I didn't find out." Gene hesitated and shook his head.

Ever since Edwin jumped out of the bank robbery last time, Hank has become extremely suspicious of Sumner.

In his opinion, it is fine to introduce someone to work.

As long as you have the ability to follow orders, it is not unacceptable.

Sumner also proved his ability through several things, and Hank no longer thought about it.

As long as she works honestly and does not collude with the Ministry of Internal Affairs, it will be fine.

But the time of Edwin's appearance last time was too coincidental, and he directly knew the location of the intelligence team, which he could not tolerate.

The finger kept sliding down and stopped before a line of call records.

Seeing that number, he quickly took out his mobile phone and transferred to the address book, which was exactly the same as Edwin's number.

Hank narrowed his eyes and looked to the side.

The call lasted ten minutes.

He continued to look down. There were as many as seven or eight calls between Sumner and Edwin, and the longest call lasted half an hour.

Seeing this, Hank's eyes seemed to be able to spit out fire.

Even if you are an acquaintance, you don't need to make so many phone calls.

Even if you call, what needs to be talked for so long.

Thinking of this, he snapped the folder shut and threw it to Gene: "This matter, you just pretend it never happened. Destroy the things here."

"Did you find anything?"

Seeing him holding back his fire, Gene asked nervously.

"It's none of your business."

Hank waved his hands and quickly left the technical room.

"damn it."

Gene grabbed his hair and sat down heavily on the chair.

In the Datong room, everyone is busy.

Ethan bit the beef jerky and looked at the sheriff's office. After Hank went upstairs, he locked the door tightly.

The figure inside swayed, and there was a faint voice on the phone.

"There is news."

Gene ran upstairs quickly, his eyes flashed over Sumner, and he shouted.

This movement also caught Hank's attention, and he quickly hung up the phone and walked out of the office.

When Hank came out, Gene said hurriedly:
"A woman with eight claws, rented a car at a car rental agency with a fake credit card 10 minutes ago."

Hank put on his coat and said in a deep voice:
"Is there any information on the car? License plate number or something, tracked with traffic cameras across the city."

"No need." Gene shook the phone:
"The cars of this car rental company all have a satellite positioning system, and now the exact location of the car is in my hands."

"Great." Irene picked up the coat excitedly.

Everyone else is also getting ready to move.

"You inform us of your real-time location." Hank ordered Gene, and then looked towards the place near the stairs: "Sumner, you don't have to go."

"Ok."

Sumner froze, she grabbed the coat in her hand: "Then I'll stay here and check the surveillance."

"About this, there is no need."

Hank's eyes flickered, and he said hoarsely: "You don't need to stay here, you have been transferred, and from tomorrow onwards, you will report to the anti-narcotics team."

Hearing his words, everyone was stunned.

Somehow, the person was transferred out of nowhere.

"I don't understand." Sumner stepped forward in shock. "You can't just transfer me away like this."

"I've already called."

Hank stared at Sumner: "I have also made a decision, there is no room for negotiation."

"You made the wrong decision."

Sumner said excitedly, "Why?"

"There is no reason." Hank's eyes were gloomy, and his tone was firm: "The only wrong decision I made was to let you stay here for so long."

"Since you used to be a member of the intelligence team, I have arranged a good department for you."

"So, you should thank me."

"Today you clear the desk and hand over the documents. I wish you success in your future work."

"Fakyu."

Sumner slammed his coat on the table and roared excitedly, "I've given my all to this job."

"I have strong doubts about that."

Hank looked at the people standing there, and said with a straight face, "Is there nothing for you to do?"

It is important to arrest people now, if there is anything, we will talk about it when we come back.

In front of so many people, it was not easy to refute Hank's face, Ethan patted Sumner on the shoulder, and walked downstairs quickly.

On the way out of town, the Ford Interceptor weaves quickly through the traffic.

Irene was even fiercer than him. Gray Dodge roared past. Through the glass, one could see Horsted sitting on the co-pilot tightly grasping the handle with a nervous expression.

Sometimes it's like this, the person driving the car is not afraid of anything.

Instead, the person in the car was scared to death.

It may be because of the passive feeling that makes people feel uncomfortable.

"I see the target."

Soon, they came to a gas station, and Horstead's voice sounded.

"Don't blow the whistle."

Hank saw the vehicles parked everywhere in the gas station, and continued on the intercom: "There are too many people here, don't alarm the target."

According to the information provided by Gene, the car leased by the Octopus woman was a gray Chevrolet SUV.

Ethan also saw the target vehicle. When he was 20 meters away from the car, he stopped the car and opened the door with AR15.

The cars of other people also stopped one after another, surrounding the entrance and exit of the entire gas station.

Six people in full armor slowly approached the car.

There are other people in the gas station.

Low shouts sounded one after another, and they quickly dispersed the civilians.

"Go back to your car." Ethan waved his hand quickly, signaling the frightened black aunt to leave.

"The driver is not here."

Seeing the empty driving seat, Irene hurriedly said: "The rear glass is blocked, so I can't see clearly."

Horsted and Rusek approached in small steps, using the surrounding vehicles as cover.

I haven't seen anyone yet, so I can't shoot directly.

Lowering the muzzle of his gun, Ethan walked quickly to the side and picked up half a brick in the snowdrift.

"Be careful."

With his low cry, the brick roared and smashed towards the car window.

"Whoa."

The vehicle's glass shattered, exposing the occupants.

"what!"

There was a scream, and Ethan moved his muzzle away from the car window: "Take him under control."

Sitting in the back row is the son of Octopus.

The car window was smashed, startling him and screaming in horror.

Horstead swooped forward and opened the car door.

"Shh!"

Horstead motioned for the kid to be quiet, but the screaming continued.

In desperation, he had to cover the child's mouth.

With a strong arm, he hugged the eight-clawed child and quickly left this place.

The oil gun was still plugged into the car, Hank waved his hand, and the rest rushed towards the gas station store. Just running to the side, a woman with short brown hair opened the glass door and walked out nervously.

In her hands, she holds mineral water and some food.

"hands up."

Irene immediately recognized that it was the eight-clawed woman, and Glock's muzzle immediately pointed at her:

"Drop the thing, now!"

"Don't shoot."

Seeing the muzzles of the black holes, the eight-clawed woman threw away her things in fright: "I didn't do anything, don't kill me."

Irene shook her gun and shouted sharply:
"I'll say it again, put your damn hand up for me."

The other party raised her hands tremblingly, and Olinsky rushed forward and pushed her down.

Ethan and Rusek jumped over them and rushed into the store.

Seeing their murderous looks, the cashier's subconscious reaction was to lean back and raise his hands high.

I have to say that the safety awareness is quite in place.

Ethan searched around inside with his assault rifle, and even kicked open the toilet door, scaring a pair of wild mandarin ducks into screaming.

After carefully looking at it and making sure it wasn't Octopus, he left.

Really moist!

Back at the cashier, Ethan waved his finger to the woman who was pinned to the ground outside: "Where is the man who came in with that woman?"

"No!"

The cashier quickly shook her head: "She came in alone."

"Fake."

Ethan pushed open the glass door and shook his head at the few people outside.

Olinski forcefully grabbed the eight-clawed woman.

"Say!" Hank walked up to the woman and shouted sharply, "Where is the octopus?"

This beautiful woman kept her mouth shut and did not speak.

"Bring her back."

Hank looked around and kicked the soda cans beside him away.

In the interrogation room, the brown-haired woman was sitting against the wall, her wrists were locked with silver bracelets, which were hung on the railings on the wall.

She was expressionless, staring blankly at the ground.

"How do you think things will go in the end?" Irene paced back and forth, and continued to persuade: "You and Bazhuo took the children and returned to Colombia to live a happy life together?"

"No, it's all over."

"Wake up, just tell me where the octopus is, and I will intercede with the prosecutor for you."

Rusek on the side also echoed.

But everything was useless, they seemed to be talking to the air.

In the observation room next to him, Ethan played with the disposable mobile phone in the evidence bag. There was only one number stored on it and no call records.

After thinking about it, he looked at Hank.

"what!"

Confused, Hank spread his hands.

"Lend your gun to use." Ethan pulled the Glock from Hank's holster and unloaded the magazine.

Pull the sleeve again, and the loaded bullet is ejected.

He took out his phone, threw Glock into the evidence bag, and walked towards the interrogation room.

After knocking on the door, he opened the door and went in, sitting directly on the table.

Looking at the brown-haired woman, her eyes are very determined.

"Please do me a favor."

Ethan smiled and opened the evidence bag, holding the bag to reveal the handle of the gun.

"What do you want to do?"

Seeing his series of actions, the brown-haired woman finally reacted.

"Just a small favor, don't be stingy." Ethan grabbed her other hand and leaned towards the handle of the gun.

The brown-haired woman wanted to resist, but she couldn't resist Ethan's strength.

"No."

She looked at the pistol in horror, but she couldn't control her palm and was grabbed and squeezed.

It wasn't until she firmly gripped the handle of the gun that Ethan let go.

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation."

Ethan put the pistol into the bag with a smile and pinched the seal.

The two people behind, watching what happened inexplicably, didn't know what he was doing.

"I found this gun on the discarded escort vehicle." Ethan shook the bag at the brown-haired woman: "One policeman died on it, and the other was seriously injured."

"Ma'am, now you are suspected of murder."

"That's it." Ethan stood up and waved at Irene and Rusek: "The influence is very bad now, and the higher ups are watching closely. Let's deal with her first."

"As for the octopus, look for it slowly, don't worry."

"No no no."

The brown-haired woman shook her head wildly: "You can't do this."

"I can." Ethan showed his sharp teeth: "And I have already done so."

"It's a pity that you are so beautiful. You will spend the rest of your life in prison. In fact, you were only held hostage by the octopus. You could have nothing at all."

Ethan shook his head and sighed softly: "It seems that you did all of this."

"All these are crazy acts you did to help Octopus escape from prison."

"Why?" The brown-haired woman jumped excitedly: "I didn't do anything, you can't slander me like this."

"Hey, girl." Ethan said incredulously:
"I'm a police detective, how could I slander you."

"The murder weapon in this evidence bag obviously has your fingerprints on it."

Not only was the brown-haired woman stunned, but even the two people behind her felt twitching at the corners of their eyes.

"Let's go." Ethan shook his head at the two people behind, and Shi Shi ran out: "Someone will come to deal with her later, we are busy with other things."

Irene cooperated very well. She spread her hands to the brown-haired woman and shook her head helplessly.

"Hey, don't go."

The brown-haired woman panicked for a while, and cried out in a crying voice:

"Bazhuo asked me to rent a car and wait for her near the gas station. I waited for a while, but there was no one, so I went to the gas station to buy something to eat."

"He also said that if the situation changes, he will call me."

"Please." She tugged on the handcuffs excitedly: "What I told you is the truth."

"Is this the phone you're talking about?"

Ethan took out the disposable phone from his pocket and shook it in front of her.

"Yes."

The brown-haired woman nodded quickly when she saw him stop.

"Come on, you call him."

Ethan handed over the phone, and said in a deep voice, "Ask him why he hasn't come yet, be smart, otherwise, you will bear all the consequences."

Even bluffing and frightening, he completely grasped the brown-haired woman.

She dialed the phone with trembling fingers, but the busy tone from the other side made her face completely stiff.

"impossible."

Hang up the phone and continue to dial, still busy tone.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Ethan reacted in an instant, smacking his tongue and said: "The eight claws are so vicious, you and his son have been used to divert attention."

"No, no."

Tears welled up from the brown-haired woman's eyes in an instant, and her eyes became desperate.

　seal

　　
　
(End of this chapter)