Chapter 673 Small Actions

Of course, beating Atwater was just a joke.

A minute later, the two walked upstairs together, but Atwater felt baffled, and there was such a resentment on Ethan's face.

Erin was nowhere to be seen, and the door to the sheriff's office was locked and the shutters closed.

"She's in there."

Rusek said something silently, pointing his fingers at the office.

"I know."

Ethan picked up the cup and walked to the tea room.

Ignoring Nadia who was sitting aside, he took a cup of coffee, stirred it with a small spoon, and knocked against the wall of the cup.

Turning around, I saw Nadia's foot resting on another chair.

The skinny jeans were stretched straight, and the legs were slender.

After being teased by Irene, and seeing such a scene again, he couldn't help but think of the scene when he saw Nadia for the first time.

Wheat-colored skin, straight, tight thighs.

Ethan took a sip of coffee, gulped it down, and exhaled heavily.

"You look like this now."

Nadia observed his movements, flipped through the magazine unconsciously, and said carefully:

"I have to say, like those men who haven't been here for a long time."

"is it?"

Ethan raised his eyebrows and said lightly, "What else do you see?"

"Feel sorry."

Only then did Nadia remember that the opposite was a moody person who quickly stuck out his tongue.

She folded her legs and sat upright.

Ten minutes later, Hank and Irene walked out of the office together. The latter's eyes were still a little red, but he was no longer the gloomy look before.

When she saw Ethan, she immediately shifted her gaze and quickly returned to her seat.

"Hear me out."

Hank slapped the whiteboard with a slap, and a hoarse voice sounded: "Irene also has some clues. If we are lucky enough, we might be able to find the target of those people."

After Irene communicated with himself, he immediately made up his mind.

Let Irene continue to cooperate with Charlie, send the design blueprint over, and find a way to set up the time to do it.

With this thing, Charlie won't change the hands-on target.

Then for the next arrest, it is a matter of hand.

Just wait at the designated time and designated place.

However, before the number of their team is found out, in order to ensure safety, they still cannot sit idle in order not to slip through the net.

As for Charlie's threat, after catching someone, he can always think of a way.

"Yes, good news."

Orlinsky and Atwater fist bumped. Both of them were in a good mood. It seemed that they cooperated well just now.

In addition, Horsted and Rusek also breathed a sigh of relief.

Horsted even gave her partner a thumbs up. She could tell Hank clearly that the matter should not be as serious as she thought.

"Don't be happy yet."

Hank looked at Atwater: "We can't let go of other clues, what do you gain."

"I've already communicated with my friend." Atwater said quickly:
"He has already agreed to arrange for us to meet the leader of the [-]th Gang. My friend also told me that the construction site where the incident happened is protected by the [-]th Gang. If anything happens, their leader must know."

"That's right." Olinsky nodded: "This trip was not in vain."

"Then what's your plan?"

After the old man confirmed that there was no problem, Hank was relieved and continued to ask.

"This is how I think about it, let Atwater play the role of a black policeman who is eager to do meritorious deeds." Orlinski swipe his fingers:
"When we came back, we planned to find two people to act as college students, the kind who sell goods."

"In order to solve the case, introduce two sales channels to the leader of the [-]th Gang. In exchange, he needs to share information about the construction site theft."

"What do you think of the plan?"

To put it bluntly, it is to exchange benefits for news.

It's no different from paying an informant fee, and it's even more tempting.

"can."

Hank nodded, waved and said, "Try it, there is nothing to lose."

"Okay, I see." Atwater looked at the crowd and grinned, "I need two white men who look like college students. Are there any white men in this house?"

"Bad joke."

Horstead gave him the middle finger.

The entire Chase room, except for Atwater, is all white.

But it looks like there are only two of the students.

"Fake."

Ethan put his feet up and said helplessly, "Is there half an hour for me to sit in this chair today?"

"Please."

Atwater folded his hands and prayed:

"Detective Morgan, I need your help."

This is the first time he has led an action, so naturally he hopes it can be completed smoothly.

"damn it."

Ethan stood up depressed: "Why does it feel like everyone needs me, I'm not Franklin."

"Hahaha."

Orlinsky laughed heartily: "If you were Franklin, I would hug you to sleep every night."

"Go aside." Ethan raised his middle finger:
"I don't like sleeping with old men."

Hearing this, Irene thought of what happened just now, and suddenly felt her skin burning. She glanced at Ethan flusteredly, and then looked at the computer monitor.

Ethan could clearly see her small movements.

While smiling secretly in my heart, I walked forward:

"Let's go."

He grabbed Ruzek and lifted him up.

"me?"

The guy looked dazed, with half a sandwich stuffed in his mouth.

"Who else but me and you?"

Ethan patted his head and said angrily.

Of the few people present, only Horstead was left, and his face really didn't look like a student.

Ethan stopped the car and looked at Atwater.

"Here's the plan." Atwater rubbed his hands together:
"Ethan, you're a student at State University, and Ruzek is at the University of Chicago."

"Your sales channel can sell one hundred pounds of leaves every month. This amount is just right, not too exaggerated, and it can also arouse their interest."

"Is there really such a person?"

Ethan shook the key in his hand and asked curiously.

"Don't underestimate how crazy those people are." Atwater shook his head and said, "Brotherhood, sorority, after party after party, the consumption of leaves can exceed your imagination."

"Okay, let's go."

Rusek put a pair of dark glasses on the bridge of his nose and opened the car door.

The three got out of the car and walked together to a musical instrument in the middle of the street. This is a gathering place for the [-]th Gang, and Atwater's friend also works here.

"cough."

Atwater coughed softly.

"Understood." Only then did Ethan realize that he had unknowingly walked to the leading position.

He slowed down and followed Atwater with Ruzek.

"Boom."

The glass door was pushed open, and the copper bell rang.

Atwater walked in swaggeringly, and raised his head with Old Hei, the white T-shirt seated in the innermost seat, to signal: "Yo, Hongmi."

Ethan and Rusek behind were somewhat restrained.

Their eyes looked around, looking at the guitars, basses and other musical instruments hanging everywhere in the house.

Atwater reached out his hand and fisted the white T-shirt for a while, then pointed to the back: "Where is your boss, I brought two good hands, I will definitely make you a fortune .”

"about this."

The white T-shirt scratched his face and said awkwardly: "Dude, I don't know either, I just suddenly feel that this is not a good idea."

People have brought, now change their minds.

If he went back like this, Atwater would be ashamed.

However, his previous patrol was not done for nothing, and his face immediately turned cold:

"Are you kidding me?"

"I see that your business here is not very good. Do you need me to call a patrolman friend to come over every day to help you increase your popularity?"

"Don't do that."

The white T-shirt hesitated for a while, so he stood up and opened the side panel: "Come in."

Under his leadership, several people walked along the narrow passage and got into the small door at the back.

 Thanks to the two-dimensional partner brother for the reward and support, thank you!
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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