My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Back at the police station, they drove directly to the back door.

After the group got out of the car, they hurried to Gene's office. Hank asked first:

"How's it going? Have you gained anything?"

When they were at the scene, they sent Gene the mobile phone number they asked for and asked him to track and locate it.

"Wait a minute, it's still a few minutes."

Gene was busy nervously in front of the computer and said without looking up.

Walking out of the office, Ethan took out a cigarette from his pocket.

At this time, a patrol car quickly drove up to the back door and stopped in front of the garage.

"Daddy."

A sobbing teenage girl ran out of the car and threw herself at Antonio.

"Hey Baby."

Antonio couldn't hold himself any longer, his eyes were red, and he hugged the little girl tightly into his arms.

Two more sad-looking women got out of the patrol car.

Ethan didn't like seeing this scene and walked outside the garage.

Burgess and Atwater were driving the patrol car. Ethan nodded to the two of them and lit a cigarette.

"Those are Antonio's sisters and daughters"

Erin sniffed, walked to Ethan and said in a low voice: "We all know each other, we are like a family."

"How is your hand?"

Ethan blew out the smoke and looked at her arm.

"fine."

Erin shook her head and tried to pull her hand back.

But Ethan grabbed her tightly and directly pulled down her sleeves, which were covered in bruises.

"It doesn't look like it's okay."

Ethan let go of her and waved to the patrol car: "Burgess, do you have a medical kit in the car?"

"have."

Burgess's head popped out of the car window and he nodded rapidly.

"I said it's okay."

Erin put her hands on her hips and looked unhappy.

Ethan chewed his cigarette and glanced at her: "I have seen women as stubborn as you. Do you know what the result will be?"

"How about it?"

Erin's curiosity was successfully aroused, and she blinked and looked at Ethan.

"As a result, nothing happened."

Ethan dodged forward and avoided Erin's direct kick.

"Detective."

Atwater lifted his duty belt and walked next to Ethan: "We heard what happened. If you need help, just ask."

"Thanks."

Ethan shook out a cigarette and handed it over.

Atwater smiled and waved his hand: "No need, I'm on duty."

"Who the hell cares about this."

Ethan threw the cigarette directly to him, and Atwater took it hurriedly.

After Burgess had treated the wound on Eileen's forearm, Gene's shouts also sounded in the technical room:

"Signal locked."

The people from the intelligence team quickly walked in. At Hank's signal, Atwater and Burgess stopped Antonio's family. According to the rules, they were not allowed to look at these things.

However, Atwater and Burgess also looked curiously into the technical room.

For them, there are two worlds.

As long as there is a motivated patrol officer, there is no one who does not want to go to the plainclothes department, especially the intelligence team.

"Through my tracking, the signal source has been located."

Gene moved away from the computer screen, which showed Chicago Union Station: "This is a signal tracker that can help you get closer to your target."

Looking at the instrument slightly larger than a mobile phone on the table, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It's the third busiest station in the United States. Without tracking, it's like finding a needle in a haystack.

Gene tapped the keyboard a few more times, and everyone's mobile phones received the message at the same time.

Ethan opened it and saw a little boy with black hair and a dark-skinned Colombian man who looked like Fat Ronaldo.

Jean bit his pen and said:

"Here's a picture of Diego and Matteo, in case any of you don't know them."

"Okay." Hank grabbed the tracker and said hoarsely:

"Target: Union Station."

"The suspect should be armed and extremely dangerous. Everyone should be careful."

"There are two shooters, Omar Rojas and Mateo. What is certain now is that the person at Union Station is Mateo."

"Notify all departments that no unauthorized actions are allowed before we arrive."

"In this operation, Diego's safety is the first goal."

"Do you understand everything?"

Everyone nodded: "Understood."

"Let's go." Hank patted the table and took the lead to walk outside.

Looking at his wife's worried eyes, Antonio stepped forward and hugged her tightly: "Don't worry, I will definitely bring Diego home."

Arriving at Union Station, everyone spread out.

Ethan put his hands into his jacket pockets, hiding the pistol and police badge.

There are people everywhere inside. Turning on the radar at this time has no effect at all. You can only rely on your eyes to search for targets.

Walking down the steps, we came to the most spacious meeting hall in the middle.

Surrounded by majestic stone pillars and towering domes, the time came at night and the lights inside were already on. It looked more like a museum than a station.

Law enforcement officers at Union Station have been notified to assist in the search.

Everyone kept their eyes wide open to look for a single man with a child, but they didn't make any big move to avoid alerting the enemy.

"Everyone, go downstairs. The target is below."

Hank's voice came from the headset, and he raised his head. Hank and Antonio were standing on the terrace of the second floor.

Ethan, like other tourists, was in a hurry.

He quickly scanned the people around him, but couldn't find any target that matched the characteristics.

Hank and the others also quickly went downstairs, holding signal searchers in their hands.

Ethan was standing in the corner. When he saw the two of them heading towards a trash can in the middle, he immediately turned around and walked outside.

The tracked mobile phone must have been abandoned.

This kidnapper is extremely vigilant.

He clenched his fists, now he could only find the needle in the haystack.

Sure enough, Hank's anxious voice immediately came from the headset: "Everyone spread out, the mobile phones were discarded, the kidnappers must still be nearby, everyone, be careful."

After hearing his words, the people from the intelligence team quickly ran to various parts of the station.

Passing through the wooden gate, you will see a row of tall and magnificent stone pillars.

At this time, Ethan had already walked outside the station.

There were several buses parked outside. I looked at the road sign and saw that it was an interstate bus.

There were several lines here, and many people were smoking in the corner. Ethan took out his cigarettes calmly and blended into the crowd instantly.

He smoked a cigarette and walked along the lines.

His eyes focused on the little boy with black hair, scanning him quickly.

In the distance, Irene also pushed open the wooden door and walked outside.

After just a few glances, her gaze suddenly stopped and her heart beat wildly: "I saw the target."

"They were getting ready to get on a long-distance bus to Indianapolis."

Inside the station, after Hank heard the report, he quickly pressed the intercom:

"We'll be there soon."

He and Antonio took steps and ran outside.

"boom."

A gunshot was heard from outside, screams were heard, and the crowd fled in panic.

"Chicago police."

Antonio quickly drew his gun, roared, pushed aside the crowd and rushed outside.

Outside the station, waiting area.

Ethan walked sideways along the lines.

His eyes flashed and his steps slowed down. His eyes stopped in front of the door of a bus about twenty meters away from him.

A man who looked like Fat Ronaldo put his hands on the shoulders of a little boy.

They moved and were about to get into the car.

Although he could only see the side face, he was 100% sure that the little boy was Antonio's son Diego, and the dark-skinned man was Mateo.

Erin and Hank's voices sounded in the headset, but Ethan instantly caught the opportunity.

He lifted his coat and pressed his palm against the walnut handle of the gun.

The python took off its holster, raised its arm quickly, and pointed the muzzle steadily forward.

Pull the trigger and the hammer falls heavily.

"boom."

The silver python breathes fire.

Erin stared at Diego nervously, her fingers trembling slightly.

After hearing Hank's command, she gritted her teeth and took steps to get into the car with the kidnapper.

"boom."

A huge gunshot echoed in my ears.

The head of the man holding Diego with both hands exploded instantly, and a cloud of blood mist rose up, showing a coquettish beauty under the light.

She suddenly felt a strong sense of suffocation and turned her head to look to the side.

In the distance, a handsome man stood on the spot.

There was a cigarette in his mouth, the end of which glowed scarlet.

This man held a handsome revolver in one hand, and the silver barrel shone with light.

Ethan bit his cigarette and blinked quickly at Erin.

He took off his police badge, held it high, and shouted:

"Chicago police, everyone, hold still."