My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 840 Diamond Merchant
Chicago, late night.

The Cadillac was driving fast on the empty streets.

Ethan grabbed the tissue and kept wiping the lipstick marks on his face. He looked in the rearview mirror and felt that it was almost done, so he stopped his movements.

Ahead, a flickering blue light can already be seen.

At the gas station, several patrol cars, duty vehicles and ambulances were surrounded.

He flashed his police lights and turned the steering wheel to a sudden stop.

Lights were turned on at the scene from time to time, people in the forensic department were taking pictures to collect evidence, and the patrolmen next to them were taking notes on the staff of the gas station. It was a busy scene.

In the middle of the cordon, a black Lincoln SUV was parked next to the gas pump.

Hanging the police badge on his body, Ethan pushed open the car door.

Take a deep breath, the faint smell of blood fills your nose, this is the charming night in Chicago.

Cross the warning tape and walk inside.

The two people in front were arguing quietly.

"What do you mean, what the hell is your tone, are we on the same side?"

This voice is Antonio.

Just by the sound of his voice and the waving of his arms, you could tell he was in a very high mood.

The earrings also flashed together.

"No offense, I just want to figure out what happened." The person standing opposite him said casually: "I'm just doing my job, I believe you can understand."

"is it?"

Ethan walked closer quickly, frowned and said, "Sorry, it's not your job now."

"This case was taken over by the Intelligence Team of the 21st Branch."

No matter what happens, as long as it involves your own people, you must first accept it before talking about it.

The reason is very simple, just two words.

Keep it short!

If you take over the case, everything can be handled easily.

Seeing the person walking over, Antonio breathed a sigh of relief and nodded quickly to Ethan.

He was wearing a black suit and looked a little nervous.

"no problem."

The police detective opposite is from the homicide squad.

The detective shrugged and closed the notebook in his hand: "A diamond businessman who was shot and killed and an off-duty police detective working part-time as a private security guard."

This guy pouted and spread his hands:

"Don't worry, no one will compete with you for this kind of thing, it's all yours."

After speaking, he waved his hand.

Several plainclothes followed him and left one after another.

In fact, this police detective has been prepared for a long time. As long as it is a case involving one of his own people, people from the same department will rush over soon. Just now it was just a routine matter.

Watching those people leave, Ethan frowned.

That last sentence is extremely informative.

This kind of thing is troublesome, and the other party is not willing to get involved at all. No one wants to have the reputation of investigating their own people.

"damn it."

Antonio gritted his teeth and cursed: "I shouldn't have left this car."

Following the direction from which the smell of blood came, Ethan walked to the vehicle. From the open door, he could see a middle-aged white man lying inside. The people at the forensics office were busy.

The camera's light flickered, illuminating the man's pale face.

He has black hair and looks to be in his 40s. His head is drooped. There are several small holes in the blue shirt on his chest, and blood is still slowly seeping out.

There is a hidden compartment at the man's feet.

The contents inside were naturally missing.

"What happened?" Turning around, Ethan looked at Antonio: "Maybe you should be lucky that you weren't in the car at the time."

"As long as you are fine, everything else can be solved."

Antonio occasionally works part-time after get off work.The salary of a private security guard is quite generous, which can be considered as a supplement to his family income.

"Shet."

Antonio waved his arms vigorously and said angrily: "If I were in the car, maybe Roslin wouldn't have to die."

There was still something wrong with his mood.

After all, the people in the car died under his protection.

"Hey."

Ethan reached out and held Antonio's face, rubbed it hard and said: "Calm down, stay focused, tell me what happened?"

"Okay, I know."

Antonio took a few deep breaths and said hurriedly: "The victim is a diamond merchant. He asked me to go in to help buy a pack of cigarettes. When I came out, I noticed something was wrong as soon as I got in the car."

"In about one minute, he was shot dead."

"Then there is this hidden compartment. This is what it looked like when I saw it. According to my judgment, this was a premeditated robbery and murder."

"I will call you immediately after I notify the main station."

Yes, the thinking is quite clear.

Ethan took his hand back and asked in a deep voice: "Why do you think this was premeditated?"

"the reason is simple."

Antonio waved his finger to the secret compartment, gritted his teeth and said, "I just found out that this thing exists, and someone who is familiar with it must know the target."

Looking around the entire crime scene, Ethan tapped the belt quickly.

Since an acquaintance committed the crime, it will be easier to investigate and easily target the person.

However, Antonio will be in some trouble.

"You should call the police union representative first." Ethan pursed his lips and said helplessly: "If something like this happens, people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs will definitely talk to you. You have to communicate well first."

"Fake."

Antonio kicked the car next to him hard, scratched his head hard twice, and took out his cell phone depressedly:
"Do you need to call anyone else over?"

"Need not."

Ethan glanced at his watch and shook his head: "There are so many people here, it's enough."

It's the middle of the night, so there's no need to bring everyone here.

Antonio hurriedly called his union representative, while Ethan walked towards the patrolman on the side. The surveillance video of the scene and the confessions of everyone around him at the time of the incident needed to be obtained as soon as possible.

The city is gradually falling asleep, but the place is still in full swing.

the next morning.

It was about Antonio, so Ethan rushed to the police station early in the morning.

"Pratt."

As soon as he walked into the reception hall, Ethan said to the female police sergeant: "When Roman comes, ask him to go upstairs. If you have anything urgent, come to him."

Roman introduced the matter, maybe he would know something.

"Why do you say the same thing?" Pratt took a bite of chocolate and spread his hands.

"us?"

Ethan stopped.

"Detective Antonio Dawson." Platt waved and threw a chocolate over, pointing upstairs: "He came here early."

"I see."

Ethan continued to walk upstairs, raised the chocolate in his hand and shook it: "Thank you."

It was strange that Antonio could sleep when something like this happened.

When he came upstairs, Ethan immediately saw Antonio sitting in his seat, looking at the computer with a solemn expression, typing on the keyboard making the keyboard click.

"Hey."

Ethan stepped forward and fist bumped with him.

Neither of them said anything, and together they sorted out the case information at hand.

(End of this chapter)