My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 674
Walking into the back of the musical instrument store, loud hip-hop music blows in your face.

Four old blacks were sitting on a small round table playing cards, and there were several thick stacks of banknotes on the table.

Most of them are five yuan or twenty yuan, and they are quite big.

On the wall next to it, a surveillance monitor is showing the picture outside the house.

Ethan's radar was always on, and there were only a few people in the room. Although they all had pistols on their belts, no one else was there, which made him feel more at ease.

"Boss."

The white T-shirt walked to one of the old blacks wearing brown sunglasses: "This is my friend, he wants to talk to you about something."

"Who are you?" Brown sunglasses biting a cigar and looking at Atwater, then at his younger brother:

"Also, what are you talking about?"

Atwater glared at his friend. It was obvious that this guy hadn't introduced anything at all.

"Hey, calm down." He put his hands down and said quickly, "I also grew up in Harvey. Everyone walks differently, but they are all neighbors."

"I came here this time to give you a way to make money."

"Really?" The brown sunglasses stretched out the hand holding the cigar, and patted on the table vigorously, making a wad of cash crackle: "See these things, I'm rich, beyond your imagination rich."

"Big man, why should I cooperate with you, give me a reason."

The cash on the table is at least more than 1 yuan.

You can get so much money just by playing cards. This brown sunglasses is right, he is indeed rich.

"Why do you need a reason." Atwater's reaction was quick: "Is there anyone in this world who thinks they earn too much money?"

"Hahaha." The brown sunglasses lit Atwater with a cigar:
"You are interesting, tell me, I'm listening."

"That's right." Atwater nodded casually: "These two white boys are my friends."

"They are in the school and have a strong channel."

"A month, two people add up, can walk almost two hundred pounds of leaves."

As Atwater expected, the brown sunglasses really interested him. He sucked a few cigars and asked in a deep voice:
"what do you want?"

"I don't think you're here to do charity, are you?"

"Of course not." Atwater crossed his arms and said, "Let me just say this, these two people can help you sell your products in the future."

"I want information on a construction site theft."

"You make money, I make meritorious service, and everyone benefits."

"Are you a jerk?" The brown sunglasses smashed the cigar, turned to look at the white T-shirt, and his face became gloomy.

"I just said that." Atwater quickly explained: "Everyone takes different paths, it doesn't matter, as long as there are benefits."

Things didn't go in the direction he expected, and he panicked for a while.

The tone of speech also became messy.

"roll."

The brown sunglasses waved impatiently: "I'm not a mouse, I won't cooperate with Xiaozi."

"boom."

A silver police badge flew out from behind Atwater, twirled and landed on the table.

After shaking a few times, it slowly stopped.

"Let me do it." Ethan patted Atwater on the shoulder and walked forward.

His approach, obviously, is no longer working.

Now I have no choice but to try it myself.

"Excuse me, thank you." Ethan walked to the opposite side of the brown sunglasses, and stopped beside a peaked cap.

The peaked cap turned a deaf ear and looked at the playing cards in his hand.

"What I just said was very polite." Ethan said patiently again: "I think you should be more polite."

"Please step aside, thank you."

Feeling a chill in his temples, the peaked cap obediently got up and left.

Ethan pulled out his chair and sat down, and put the python revolver on the table: "We came here this time to learn about the construction site theft."

"so what?"

The brown sunglasses were not afraid, he looked at the police badge and pistol on the table, and asked with open hands.

"So, you have to tell us everything you know." Ethan tapped his fingers on the handle of the gun, and looked coldly at the leader of the [-]th Gang.

"Why am I doing this?"

Brown sunglasses smiled: "I really don't believe you dare to shoot, tell me, what are my benefits?"

"There is no benefit." Ethan raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "There is no informant fee, no convenience for you, and I won't even give you a business card to intercede."

"I'm just telling you what happened at the construction site."

He stretched out two fingers and bent one of them: "One person died, you may not care about that."

Bending another finger, Ethan said with a smile:

"This refers to a hundred pounds of explosives."

"If you don't tell us what happened, the hundred pounds of explosives will be on your head."

"Aren't you rich? Can't you make money?"

"The site of the [-]th gang will be focused on. All your ways to make money, whether it is a money laundering barber shop or a street sales point, will be swept away for you."

"Out of this door, I will call the SWAT team over."

Ethan stretched out his hands and organized the messy cash in the middle of the table into a pile.

"Hey~"

He grabbed the handful of money and made a dancing motion: "At that time, just like this, all your little ones will disappear."

A lot of cash, at least four to five thousand dollars.

While he was speaking, the money really disappeared.

"Snapped."

Ethan clapped his empty hands, shrugged and said, "It's like magic, it's amazing."

Not magical at all, and pretty lame.

Everyone present watched him stuff the cash into his pocket.

The movements are so skilled, the movements are so natural, and there is no embarrassment on the face.

The brown sunglasses' fingers trembled, and he exhaled lightly.

They are sitting tigers, and they can play however they want. As long as the trouble is not serious, the general police will ignore them.

But now, a hundred pounds of dynamite is involved.

He knew very well that what the other party said was not a lie. For these explosives, the Chicago police would definitely nail the [-]th gang to death.

Now is not the time to ask for the benefits, but whether you can bear the disadvantages.

"Kevin Lardner."

After a short silence, the brown sunglasses said expressionlessly: "Nicknamed Red, he knew that the construction site was protected by me, so he came to me and gave me some benefits."

"He just said he was going to steal something, I don't know about explosives and human life."

The younger brothers next to him are all his confidants.

So the brown sunglasses didn't even avoid them, and said it openly.

Hearing his words, Ethan sneered.

This guy is also despicable enough.

He collected the protection fee of the construction site, and took other people's money to let the red guy do it on the construction site.

Eat at both ends, smart enough.

"Address?" Ethan knocked on the table and continued to ask.

"Sorry." Brown sunglasses folded his hands in front of him, and said very bachelorly: "I don't know about this, he is not mine."

"You should know that I'm telling the truth."

"Okay." Ethan nodded, the corners of his mouth twitching: "I'll trust you just once."

"By the way." He patted some cash left on the table, raised his eyebrows and said, "I have reason to suspect that your money is a sole proprietorship, but for your cooperation, I will treat it as nothing." See."

"I will not confiscate the money."

"What do you think, Mr. Sunglasses, I'm not bad."

Looking at his bulging pockets with brown sunglasses, he gritted his teeth: "Yes, yes, thank you very much."

"Then don't bother."

Ethan put away his police badge and pistol, and strode outside.

Although Rusek and Atwater were extremely confused, they still followed quickly, and they walked out of the musical instrument store together.

Back in the car, Ethan lit a cigarette.

"Some people are like this." He looked at Atwater and slowly exhaled the smoke: "These gangsters, sometimes, cooperate."

"But sometimes, you have to treat them like dogs."

"If you dare to bark your teeth, you have to knock them down with a stick."

"We need to be more flexible in handling things, and the initiative must not be lost."

"Understood." Not only Atwater, but also Rusek nodded quickly.

The education they received in police patrols and police academies is relatively well-behaved, or rather straightforward.

Ethan's set of street operations just now can be described as a shocking education.

Actually, Hank is the old hand, but he can't teach two rookies these things.

"correct."

Ethan bit his cigarette, reached into his pocket and took out the money.

The number is not counted, divided into three according to the thickness.

"Take a stack for each person, and give those bastards a lot of money, it's better to give it to you to pay the rent." Ethan sighed and said something they didn't understand: "This can be regarded as taking from the people and using it for the people. "

Looking at the three wads of money on the cupholder, Ruzek and Atwater looked at each other.

It was shock, hesitation, and a little emotion.

Originally thought that Ethan would bring him back to the police station, but he didn't expect that he would be assigned here. The impact of his move was even greater than before.

"how?"

Ethan glanced at the two of them, and said with a chuckle, "Do you think I'm a black policeman?"

"No."

Atwater shook his head quickly, followed by Ruzek.

"I didn't do anything for him." Ethan hit them on the head, one by one, "I didn't threaten him to do anything."

"For this matter, he will not have any opinion."

"It's clean and free of hands. Such a good thing is rare. If you don't want it, I will take it all."

After speaking, he reached out to grab the money.

"Shhhh."

Two hands, one black and one white, quickly grabbed the two wads of money.

Holding more than 1000 yuan in their hands, the two guys couldn't close their mouths in excitement, especially Atwater, whose big white teeth were showing.

"remember."

Ethan shook the wad of money in his hand, and said in a deep voice:

"You can't do this kind of thing. If you don't do it well, you will really become a black policeman."

"Understand?"

The two nodded quickly and stuffed the money into their pockets at the same time.

Patting their beating hearts, Rusek and Atwater shook their fists with a smile, and the atmosphere in the car became joyous.

The information about the red guy has been sent to Hank.

Back in the Datong room, the few people who stayed in the office had already found out the relevant information.

"You came back just in time."

Holding two photos in his hand, Hanke pointed to Irene next to him: "She also just came back not long ago, now let me tell you about the situation."

"Red guy."

He taped a mug shot of him in a prison uniform on the whiteboard: "Wanted in New York, Indiana, and Illinois."

"Suspected of murder, armed robbery and illegal dealing."

"Illegal trading?" Ethan sat on Horstead's table and asked curiously, "Trafficking?"

"Forced to sell silver."

Hank took a picture and said in a deep voice, "He also escaped a rape charge once."

"And this person."

He posted the remaining photo on the whiteboard: "Charlie Price, according to reliable information, Charlie is a member of the Red Team."

Seeing the person in the photo, Rusek and Horstead exchanged glances.

He took another map from Irene, unfolded it to everyone, and pasted it on: "Charlie will use the explosives he stole at the construction site to rob this jewelry store in North Langdale."

Hank picks up a red marker and draws a circle on a building:

"The time for them to act is at night."

"Everyone take a rest, we will take them down at night."

Just as everyone was about to disperse, Hank clapped his hands again: "By the way, there is one more thing, maybe you already know."

"Jin needs to quit the intelligence team because of family changes."

"Unfortunately, but it's true."

"I hope everyone will not be affected by this incident and focus on work."

Everyone in the intelligence room nodded silently.

Garage, technical room.

Gene stayed here alone for several hours, sometimes in a daze, sometimes busy.

No matter how much he procrastinates, time will not stop flowing.

All kinds of figurines and game consoles filled a large cardboard box, and he stored all the data that should be handed over on the computer by category.

Even the table was wiped clean.

He looked around, picked up a ballpoint pen that had fallen on the ground, and put it carefully in the pen holder.

He raised his head and stared upstairs for a while.

He picked up the carton, walked out of the technical room, and closed the glass door.

He didn't go upstairs to say goodbye, he felt sorry for the intelligence team for what he had done, and walked slowly to the rolling gate.

Pushing open the small door, a gust of cold wind blows.

He shivered for a while, and walked quickly to the parking place. Just as he turned the corner, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and his nose felt sore.

Ethan, Irene, Ruzek, etc., a whole bunch of people were standing right next to his car.

"I won, give me the money, I know he will sneak away alone."

Ethan stretched out his hand and said cheerfully, "I'd like to bet and admit defeat, five yuan per person, no one can escape."

"Damn it, Gene."

Irene took out five dollars depressedly and patted it on Ethan's palm.

"That's right, don't we deserve to say goodbye?" Rusek also reluctantly took out a piece of cash.

"bring it on."

Olinsky took out five yuan, opened his arms, and hugged Gene: "Be strong, nothing is hard to get through."

"Thanks, I know."

The cardboard box in Gene's hand fell to the ground, and he nodded excitedly.

Horstead and Atwater, both of them walked over after handing over their bets.

First he smiled at Gene, and then hugged him hard.

"You guys."

Seeing them like this, Ethan smiled and shook his head.

After collecting the money, he also walked over quickly, and hugged everyone, snowflakes followed little by little.

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