My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Inside the sole dealer's den.

Several pistols clashed with each other, and no one dared to fire first.

Under the chain reaction, anyone may confess here. Although the air is filled with the smell of gunpowder, the situation still forms a reluctant balance of terror.

But all this was only based on Roland not reacting.

soon.

Then he realized what was happening.

"I trust you."

Roland's breathing became rapid and he stared at Ethan: "What good does this do to you? Why do you want to mess with me?"

Another direction.

Carter's forehead was covered with sweat. He quietly moved the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at Roland.

There was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.

"Bang."

The front and rear doors were kicked open violently.

"Chicago police."

"do not move!"

With a few loud shouts, the people from the intelligence team, as well as Burgess and Roman who came for support, all rushed in, pointing long and short guns at the people in Roland's team.

"Roland."

Hank strode in, swinging his gun and yelling, "You don't stand a chance, put the gun down!"

What should have been an extremely simple task took a lot of time.

He directed Eileen and Horsted who were hiding nearby to go forward and check. After discovering something was wrong, they immediately launched in advance and came in to control the situation.

The situation is about to break out, and it won’t work if you don’t come in.

Otherwise, a fight would break out, which would be even worse.

"Let go!"

There was a loud shout, and Erin pressed the muzzle of the AR15 against the back of Roland's head.

The other three people were also targeted.

Inside the house, there was chaos.

Except for the hoods, these people were all dressed in the same way. Those who didn't know it thought it was some kind of internal strife among the police.

The tide is over.

Roland first looked at several of his men with firm eyes, then slowly put down the gun in his hand, and finally stared at Carter with a pair of cold eyes, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour:

"You rat."

Not only him, but the other three people were also staring at Carter.

The latter cursed secretly in his heart, his face extremely stiff.

He had no doubt about one thing. If he were given a chance to these four people, he would definitely turn into a corpse riddled with holes.

"Shut up."

Hank stepped forward and took off his hood: "Chief Roland, you are under arrest."

"Let's save that nonsense about Miranda." Roland looked at Hank angrily and spat: "Boyt, is this all you can do?"

"take away!"

On the side, Ethan let out a low drink.

He took off his hood and looked at Carter dissatisfied, who quickly looked away.

A pair of deputy handcuffs were put on.

The gang members were all disarmed, put into patrol cars, and taken back to the police station.

A surprise interrogation began.

There is no doubt that these people all kept silent after Roland's reminder. They were mentally prepared for what methods they would face next.

Some methods are impossible to use on them.

After all, the identities are different.

"What do we have now?" In the Chase Room, as a person returned, Ethan put his hands on his waist and asked with a cold face: "Anything that can convict those people of their crimes."

"There were fingerprints on the flour and the money."

Antonio knocked on the record book, shrugged and said, "But according to what you said, Roland never touched the money at all."

"It can only be said that he ordered it."

"Illegal law enforcement." Erin raised her hand and bit her pen and said, "This is completely beyond their jurisdiction. By the way, the police badge Velcro on their bodies is pretending to be a Chicago police officer."

"What about those two people?"

Ethan turned to look at Horsted: "Threaten those two Mexicans to help testify, otherwise the immigration bureau will find him."

"Um."

Horsted raised the transcript in his hand: "I have already made a transcript, and the incident is here, but I don't think it is of much use."

It really has no effect.

The biggest crime cannot be confirmed due to an accident, which is why Ethan is depressed.

Now, you can only get started with a few things.

He exhaled heavily and looked at his office. Director Perry and Carter were inside. Hank tried to get Carter to provide more evidence against Roland, but the progress was not smooth.

To make matters more troubling, a protest from the Jackson Park Police Department soon followed.

Fortunately, there is Hank in front of me.

"Now, let's get everything ready."

He shook his head, clapped his hands and said, "Submit it together with the video materials you took to prepare for tomorrow's internal hearing."

The case is relatively sensitive and an internal hearing must be conducted in advance.

"Boss."

Olinsky walked quickly from the side, frowning and said: "They found Shark Joey. The interrogation must end now, and we need to take the person to the temporary detention room."

"No further questioning is allowed until the hearing is completed."

"Shark Joey?"

Ethan blinked and looked at Antonio.

"lawyer."

The latter shook his head and smashed the information in his hand on the table: "A lawyer who specializes in litigating cases for police officers who have bad behavior. As long as there is a small loophole, he can bite it, so we call him Shark Joey."

"It has to be said that it involves this kind of case."

"The last thing I want to face is that guy. It seems that Roland has been prepared for this kind of thing."

There is nothing to say, now all procedures must be clean.

Don't let the other party grab your pigtails.

"Antonio."

Ethan waved and strode downstairs: "You bring people down, and I will personally choose a comfortable detention room for Roland to ensure that they will have a good time tonight."

You can't hit people, but you can still disgust them.

Arriving at the temporary detention area, he quickly selected a room and kicked out all the people inside.

"bump."

He kicked the iron fence next to him.

"You~"

After ordering several drug addicts and drunkards one after another, he waved and said, "Come out and change rooms."

Under the command of the patrolman in charge of guarding, several people moved one after another.

After these people entered, Ethan stared at the guys inside and grinned: "We are going to imprison a few people later. Whether you vomit or poop, as long as you perform well, you will be rewarded."

"If you know what I mean."

The patrolman nearby pretended not to hear what he said.

The people in the detention warehouse all had their eyes bright and moved their heads quickly. They were disgusting, but they all had a way of saying that there was no problem at all.

Footsteps sounded quickly.

Under the leadership of the intelligence team, Roland and others came one after another wearing handcuffs.

"Hey."

Roland raised his handcuffs and said hello with a smile: "Isn't this my good friend Sheriff Morgan? You are such a careless person. I'll treat you to a sauna."

"And you actually entertain me with this."

As he spoke, he shook his hands.

The handcuffs glowed silver, his eyes became fierce, and he continued to smile and said: "I will definitely remember your hospitality."

The other few people also looked unkind. (End of chapter)