My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

"Shh."

Hamburg drew an arc and fell into his hand.

Open the wrapper, the middle of the three-layer beef patty, sandwiched cheese slices, tomato and vegetables.

Colorful, people look at it to whet the appetite.

"hiss."

Rusek took a deep breath of the tangy aroma, and took a big bite.

"then."

Ethan was carrying Burger King's big paper bag, grabbed burgers one by one from it, and kept throwing them at several people in the Chase room.

And Atwater ran before and after running, distributing a large glass of iced Coke in his hand.

After working for a long time, everyone missed the meal perfectly.

After receiving the hamburger, they couldn't wait to eat it, and there was a sound of chewing in the entire Chase room.

Nadia snickered when she saw this scene.

Unexpectedly, this group of police detectives who looked fierce to outsiders would have such a dramatic scene.

"correct."

Ethan pointed at Atwater and blinked at him: "Remember the informant fee, this meal, I don't know which lucky informant will pay for us."

Suddenly there was a burst of light laughter in the room. Antonio took a sip of Coca-Cola, smiled and shrugged.

Who dares to do this kind of thing when Hank is around.

The informant fee is their loosest fund, and there will be such a sum every month, whether it is spent or not, it is lying in the account.

That being the case, Ethan of course chose flowers.

Taking the remaining two burgers, he walked to Erin's table and sat down in her chair.

The big pen is waving, dancing on the whiteboard.

Pictures of miserable deaths were pasted separately, and Irene quickly marked the relevant information.

"All right."

She put the cap on her pen and turned around: "This is the driver."

Irene tapped on the first photo with a pen, which showed a vicious white bald man: "He has been working in the escort company for half a year, and now he has left his wife and two daughters, poor guy."

She sighed softly, and moved the pen aside:

"This is internal response."

"Dingling." Just then, Ethan's cell phone rang.

Raising his hand to signal Irene to pause first, he pressed answer: "What's the matter?"

"My new partner."

Burgess' voice rang quickly from the phone: "Sean Roman, he saw the photos you sent and recognized one of them."

"Where are you?"

Ethan swallowed the hamburger, and quickly put away his feet that were on the table.

"Reception hall." Burgess continued: "Do we need to come up?"

"Okay, come up." Ethan disconnected the phone, threw the phone on the table and said to everyone: "Good news, Burgess' new partner knows a shooter inside."

"Crack~"

Horsted clapped his palms: "Great."

The others were all beaming, and they were having a headache, how could they find someone? This would save them a lot of effort.

Footsteps sounded, and two patrolmen ran up the stairs quickly.

"Hey everyone."

Burgess greeted everyone and stood aside.

Sean Roman's golden side points were neatly combed. He put his hands behind his back and stood very straight.

"You know the shooter?"

Antonio took a bite of the burger and asked vaguely.

"Yes, detective."

Roman nodded to Antonio, and pointed to the photo on the far right of the whiteboard: "His name is Jeff. In my original jurisdiction, he is quite a well-known figure. I have dealt with him before."

"Go ahead." Ethan put down the Coke cup.

"Tibetan independence, domestic violence, theft, robbery with guns." Roman was not stage-frightened, he faced everyone's gaze and said calmly, "It's these things, he is a notorious person."

"All the bastards." Ethan crumpled up the burger paper and threw it into the trash can:
"There are no exceptions to these Majestic Falkes."

"The things you just said can be applied to 90.00% of the people we have caught before."

"Whoa."

Ethan shook the Coke glass, and the ice cube hit him: "Tell me, is there any clue we can use."

"His cousin, Chris."

Roman put his hands in front of his body and buckled his duty belt: "Chris and Jeff belong to the same gang. If Jeff appeared at today's crime scene, I think he will be there with a high probability."

"Even if he's not there, he must know what happened."

Facing Burgess' eager eyes, Ethan smiled and said to Roman: "Tell Pratt that the two of you have been recruited by the intelligence team."

"You don't have to go on patrol until you find Chris."

"Find a way to bring him back to the intelligence team."

Since Roman had dealt with this Chris before, and this was in his original patrolling area, it was perfect for him to find someone, and it was also a clue worth following up.

People in the intelligence team can concentrate on following up other things.

"Ok, no problem."

Roman was not ambiguous, and immediately agreed.

Burgess looked very happy, and secretly waved at Ethan.

The two stopped staying any longer and walked downstairs quickly.

The whiteboard was scratched, and Irene wrote the name Chris in the middle, and drew a circle: "I'll continue talking, by the way, where did I just say?"

Tired and hungry, her head was dizzy for a while.

"Shh."

Ethan threw the remaining hamburger into her hand, and reminded: "Internal response."

"Yeah." Eileen said while eating: "This is the internal response in the escort vehicle. It has now been confirmed that his identity information and social security certificates are all forged."

"In fact, this employee should have joined the job only three days earlier than Rusek."

"Also, his entry procedures and today's shift are all in the charge of the security director of the escort company."

Irene swallowed the food and continued:
"I called and asked. The security director took a sick leave and has gone home to rest."

"The current situation is that."

"There is a problem with this supervisor, and he is the focus of attention."

Ethan stood up and made room for Irene: "That's right, these people's attack just now obviously knew of our existence, and they wanted to stop us."

"Hosted, you find the address of the security chief and bring him back with Irene."

"no problem."

Horstead picked up the landline microphone and made a call to the information on the case file.

Jane's meeting ended, and Ethan walked to the side.

"Yo." He clapped his hands with Antonio: "You informant, the news you gave is indeed all right."

"But see if you can contact her again. We need more clues."

"I understand." Antonio put the dog tag on his body and stood up: "I have already made an appointment with her just now, and I am going to leave after the brief meeting."

"Okay, then go ahead."

Ethan fist bumped him again, and Antonio left immediately.

The current situation is like this.

The information obtained from his informant is the most reliable.

Although the informant was reluctant to say many things before, but now he can only let Antonio try again.

"Beep beep."

Just then, the landline sounded.

After Nadia made a call, she covered the phone and looked at Irene: "I have a call for you, a person named Bonnie."

"Do you need me to transfer over?"

Erin was stunned when she heard the name.

Her mouth opened, and a small lettuce leaf fell quietly. (end of this chapter)