My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

When Julie said this, Ethan understood instantly.

In the middle, there is also a struggle for rights.

It's just that this police inspector named Baierden used the case to vent his anger, which is a bit tasteless.

At this time, the phone on Erin's desk rang, and she went to answer it.

"Adam Rusek."

The man who came up with Olinsky just now quickly stepped forward and greeted them.

Ethan also found it interesting. The day after he came here, there was a new person. "

"Hello, Ethan Morgan."

He shook hands with Rusek: "Welcome, I just arrived at the intelligence team yesterday."

"Really?"

Rusek quickly held his hand tightly: "What a coincidence, Ethan, maybe we should go out for a drink."

Olinsky patted him on the head and said, "Maybe you should call him detective."

"Detective?"

Rusek stopped shaking in surprise and quickly let go of his hand.

"I have a new clue here."

Erin put down the phone and walked quickly to the whiteboard. She glanced at the record sheet in her hand, picked up a pen and added: "According to the call records of the deceased Leif and Cooper."

"Yesterday, only the same number contacted the two of them. It was a pre-charged disposable mobile phone. The signal was no longer available."

"The source of the purchase has been identified and it was purchased at a mobile phone store in Greektown."

"very good."

Hank patted her arm: "Take Ethan to check it out. He just came to Chicago and needs to become more familiar with the neighborhood."

"I will drive."

Erin looked at Ethan, with some potato chip crumbs still in the corner of her mouth.

"I don't have any problem with you flying a plane."

Ethan returned to his seat, picked up his coat, and the python in a black leather holster and pinned it to his waist.

As they drove to Greektown, Erin glanced at him from time to time.

"If you have any questions, just ask."

Ethan was comparing the streets with the map on his mobile phone along the way, trying to understand the relevant geographical location as soon as possible.

"How did you meet Hank?" Erin asked decisively.

"cafes."

Ethan looked at the map in his hand and replied casually: "On a stormy and sunny night, he, I, and three beautiful girls were drinking together."

The car suddenly became quiet, and Ethan noticed that Irene's fingers holding the steering wheel turned white.

The corners of his mouth turned up: "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"You don't want to talk about Hank and you, I understand."

Erin gritted her teeth: "I'm not prying into your privacy, but we need to know you well if we want to work together in the future."

"Hank said you are his adopted daughter." Ethan put down his phone and asked curiously:

"What happened in the meantime?"

"cough."

Erin coughed lightly and said unnaturally: "We'd better get to know each other slowly."

"I have some information about the shop owner here, which may come in handy later."

She took out a piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to Ethan:

"You take a look first."

The vehicle arrived quickly. Erin found a spot to park the car, and the two of them walked to the mobile phone store.

"Ha, nice body, girl."

There was an open space next to the mobile phone store, where several people were repairing cars. One of them, Shaggy, held a wrench and whistled to Irene.

Erin spread her hands, rolled her eyes and walked forward.

After taking a look at the long-haired man, Ethan showed off his police badge: "Is there anything else you want to say?"

"No."

The hairy man raised his hands and said in a funny voice: "The information has been received, sir."

Several others laughed.

"Let's go."

Erin shook her head at him.

Ethan stared at Changmao and walked forward.

Standing in front of the mobile phone store, Irene curled her lips and said: "We often meet people who don't like the police. This kind of verbal provocation is commonplace."

"If everyone were serious, you would be overwhelmed."

"clear."

Ethan nodded and reached out to push open the store door. The door frame hit the copper bell above and made a crisp sound.

The mobile phone store is not big, and the shelves behind the counter are filled with various mobile phone accessories.

A white man wearing a red sweater was standing at the counter. He saw two people coming in and asked:

"Good afternoon, what do you need?"

"Chicago P.D."

Ethan lifted up his coat and showed his police badge and pistol: "Yesterday, someone bought a pre-charged mobile phone from your store. We want to know about that person."

Erin took out a piece of paper from her pocket and pressed it on the counter: "This is the number."

"okay, wait a minute."

The man in red glanced at the number and entered it in front of the computer: "Yes, you did buy it from me."

"According to purchase records it was a man named Juan Garcia, and the payment was cash."

Erin knocked on the counter: "Can you provide more clues?"

"terribly sorry."

The man in red raised his hands and said nonchalantly: "I'm not responsible for doing background checks here."

"That's right." Eileen smiled:

"But this name is too common, and it doesn't look like a real name. Maybe if I go out and shout Juan, a few people will answer me, which is not very helpful to me."

"That has nothing to do with me."

The man in red impatiently picked up the note and handed it to Irene: "This is your job, not mine. I have already given you the answer you want."

Erin and Ethan looked at each other, and Ethan took out the piece of paper from his pocket:

"You're Glenn Pearson, right?"

Ethan looked at the photo above and compared it with the person in front of him: "The owner of this shop."

The shopkeeper nodded: "That's right."

"What a coincidence, what is recorded on this piece of paper is a man named Glenn Pearson."

Ethan flicked the paper with his hand and made a crisp sound:

"Based on the information above, this individual is in Gary, Indiana and has been charged with fraud for selling stolen property."

"Yeah?"

Erin took the paper and pretended to look at it: "Shet, it involves a fine of twenty-five thousand dollars, which is a lot of money."

The shop owner pretended to be calm, but his eyes began to look panicked.

"What do you think?"

Ethan moved closer behind Irene, looking at the paper while looking at the shop owner: "Height, weight, eye color, in my opinion, they are the same person."

"Do you think we need to get a warrant?"

"I have no idea."

Erin crossed her arms, shook her head and smiled: "I don't like to make hasty decisions, especially for people who can help us. You know, Indiana, that's actually none of our business."

"I have a hidden camera here, and I will help you find the photo of the person who bought the phone."

The shop owner completely surrendered: "Is this okay?"

"very good, thank you."

Erin took the note and gave the shop owner a sweet smile.