My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Why do you say that?" Olinsky suppressed his anger and asked:

"What do you see?"

The top priority is to figure out what happened.

It’s not time to hold people accountable yet.

He would never allow Dennis Lee to escape again and must find the corresponding clues as soon as possible, otherwise he would not be able to find the person.

"Is such that."

Under Ethan's concerned gaze, the prison guard calmed down and said with fear: "The two gunmen moved very fast. It gave me the feeling that they had cooperated countless times, like people with professional backgrounds."

"Soldier?"

When Horsted heard this, he quickly asked: "Is this what you are referring to?"

"possible."

The prison guard nodded slowly: "They cooperated very skillfully and covered each other very promptly. They didn't give us any chance at all."

"besides."

He licked his lips and told what he had just seen: "The guy in charge of leading the people directly stuffed the two robbed suspects into the trunk, and both of them were in a coma."

"If it was to save people, I wouldn't do such a thing."

The reason is very simple.

Several people at the scene reacted instantly. If they were rescuing people, how could they knock them unconscious and stuff them into the trunk.

But as soon as this situation came out, they fell into confusion again.

Things become more complicated.

How come two enemies of each other suddenly appeared, and they were able to accurately grasp the time and route of the escort vehicle? This proved that the police station's actions had been controlled by this mysterious third party.

Ethan touched his nose and looked thoughtful.

"Old rules."

While others were thinking hard, he interrupted the thoughts of several people: "Trace the license plate number, call the surrounding surveillance, and investigate the social relations of the two people who were kidnapped and Reggie who was killed."

"By the way, let's visit the neighborhood."

After waving his hand, Ethan continued in a deep voice: "We must seize the time to find possible witnesses."

"clear."

Everyone responded in unison, shaking their heads and scattering.

These tricks are also commonly used during investigations.

It's just that they don't have much hope now. It's hard to find surveillance in this place. Moreover, the prison guards can't provide the physical characteristics of the gunmen at all. They only know that they are two men.

"Snapped."

Olinsky kicked the debris on the ground hard and cursed in a low voice.

Even if you find something.

Those people must have run out of Chicago long ago.

When this happened, Hank came to the scene quickly. He thought he had solved a troublesome matter, but he didn't expect it to cause trouble again, which made him feel very depressed.

After listening to the patrolman's report, he fell into deep thought.

It all seemed so confusing. News had arrived from the liaison desk that the robber's vehicle could not be traced at all and had mysteriously disappeared into the Chicago night.

He frowned, scratched his head, and looked at the entire crime scene.

His gaze suddenly froze.

In the distance, Ethan and Irene caught a little black guy.

The two people were questioning something.

The former yawned and stretched vigorously, giving people a casual feeling.

"asshole."

An idea struck Hank's mind like lightning, and he pursed his lips tightly.

Although there was no evidence, the idea grew like weeds in his heart. Hank couldn't help but clenched his fists and strode over.

"Any clues?"

When he came to the two of them, looking at Xiao Hei who was quickly leaving, he asked.

"No."

Erin reluctantly closed the notebook.

No one in a place like this will cooperate with the police smoothly, and even if they see something, they will hide it.

"Um."

Nodding, Hank waved and said, "I have a case I want to communicate with Ethan."

"OK."

Erin shrugged and continued to walk to the next person. The place was busy, everyone was trying to find some clues.

Ethan flicked off his cigarette and asked curiously: "Is it about rape and arson?"

"no."

Hank shook his head and took the cigarette he handed him: "With your character, you will definitely be very angry, and extremely angry."

"Instead of standing around smoking."

"It's like an outsider watching a show of his own making."

"Ding."

The lighter cover was lifted, and the flame swayed in the wind.

Hank leaned over and took two puffs, and puffs of smoke came out and quickly dissipated in the night wind: "Do you need me to ask your men?"

"There was definitely a period of time just now, a few minutes."

"No one saw you."

"Um?"

Ethan frowned and reached out to touch the other person's forehead: "Do you have a fever? Why are you talking so inexplicably?"

"Snapped."

Hank slapped his hand away and said angrily: "Don't pretend, you can do this kind of thing."

"Hey."

Ethan shook his hand and said angrily: "We are friends, you can't slander me like this."

"oh?"

Hank felt even more confident, the old god was watching Ethan from the ground.

No one else would suspect this person, but he was different. He had seen this guy's behavior and knew that he could definitely do this kind of thing.

And if it was him, it would all make sense.

The route of the escort vehicle is not a secret at all to this guy.

"All right."

Faced with this look, Ethan shrugged: "Actually, I know who did it, but you won't believe it even if you tell me."

"who?"

Hank was surprised and asked quickly.

Why is things different from what I thought? Could it be that this guy really didn't do it.

"Batman!"

Ethan nodded slowly and said seriously: "A dancer in the dark, a handsome man, a man full of justice and a billionaire."

"Crunch."

There was a sound of gritted teeth, and Hank's voice was hoarse as he said: "Comic books became popular in my era."

"Ha ha."

Ethan chuckled and then fell silent.

Since the other party has guessed it, there is no need to deny it. Of course, it is impossible to admit it.

Hank deserves to be an old cop.

He became suspicious of himself so quickly.

In the eyes of some people, some mysteries are as difficult to climb as mountains, but in the eyes of others, they are just a piece of window paper that can be broken with just one poke.

Of course, this is also based on his understanding of himself.

It is impossible for other people to think about this.

Hank was just guessing. If he really wanted to find any evidence, he couldn't find it.

"snort."

Gritting his teeth, Hank snorted: "Some people really don't deserve to live in this world. It's a sin for them to breathe air. You have to keep it clean."

"correct."

Looking at Olinsky running back and forth in the distance, he slowly shook his head and said, "You need to talk to Erwin about this matter."

"Otherwise, he will not be able to pass this test."

"I know."

Ethan groaned, holding the cigarette in his mouth calmly.

The two of them stood in the corner together, puffing away their smoke, watching everyone at the scene being busy.