My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

the next morning.

After work, Ethan went straight to the Sheriff's Office.

After closing the door, he handed the note paper that he tore off last night to Hank.

Hank took the paper in confusion and looked down.

Ethan sat on the chair and lit a cigarette.

After a while, Hank raised his head in surprise: "Muffler, where did you find his information?"

Ethan raised his eyebrows: "Do you know this person?"

"certainly."

Hank put down the note: "This silencer has been on the Chicago Police Department's wanted list all year round, and the informant reward on him has reached as high as one hundred thousand dollars."

"Extortion, robbery, organizing money sales, peddling independence, there is nothing he doesn't do."

"Is your information reliable?"

Ethan narrowed his eyes and flicked off the cigarette ashes: "Don't worry, the information provided by my informant will not be false. Her son has been controlled and used as a tool to transport unique products."

"He's your friend too, right?" Hank knocked on the table.

"That's right. Also, help me put her on the informant list." A smile appeared on Ethan's lips.

Only by entering the informant list can you get this bonus.

"It's a small thing."

Hank handed the recording paper back to him and said excitedly: "I told him about the silencer, but I couldn't catch him."

"Next, raise your case to the first priority."

"There are photos of the silencer in the database. Let Gene find it. You can sort it out and hold a briefing."

"Okay." Ethan crushed the cigarette butt, picked up the writing paper and stood up.

When it comes to a criminal gang, there is only so much you can do on your own, even if you rush to the door and kill everyone, it will not help.

The focus of the matter now is to rescue the controlled children.

It is very important to gather the forces at hand.

In ten minutes, Jane's meeting will begin.

Ethan posted the printed photo on the whiteboard. On it was a cute little boy:

"Danny, ten."

"According to the clues I have now, he was controlled by this criminal gang headed by the nickname Silencer and used as a tool to transport unique items."

He also posted a photo of a black man. The man in the photo had an expressionless face and exuded a ferocious temperament.

"This is the silencer."

"Farke."

Antonio cursed, attracting everyone's attention.

"I dealt with him five years ago when I was in the Gang Investigation Division."

He rolled up his sleeves and showed a scar as big as a copper coin: "This thing is a souvenir left to me by his men."

Everyone present, except Rusek, was no stranger to this kind of scar.

Only after being hit by a bullet can such a mark be left.

Now it seems that it is new hatred plus old hatred. Ethan nodded to him and continued:

"Danny is not the only child under his control. According to the information provided by the informant, there are at least five or six more."

"They use unique products to control a group of single-parent families."

"This is a criminal network that coerces mothers to stand on the street and children to transport unique products."

"Out of concern for the safety of the children, adults did not dare to call the police. They were also controlled by others and were unable to resist."

Erin looked at the whiteboard with a solemn expression:

"So where do we start?"

"My informant did not have access to the silencer. He only knew that he was the leader behind it."

Ethan posted the last photo in his hand. In the photo, there was also a black man.

He has a shaved head and a scar at the corner of his eye.

"This man's name is Snyder, the deputy of the silencer. He is responsible for managing this network and arranging an opportunity for family members to meet once a month."

"According to the information provided by the informant, he would go to a nightclub called Colorful Bat almost every night."

"We need to go to this nightclub to gather intel."

Ethan tapped the whiteboard with a big pen: "Record all the people who appear around him, launch an investigation, and find the place where the children are hidden as soon as possible."

Everyone nodded, this was their usual way of solving crimes.

Follow the clues and trace the past all the way.

These are not ordinary violent criminals who cannot just come up and arrest people. If they find out that they are being targeted, the fate of those children can be imagined.

“Volunteers are needed now.”

Ethan spread his hands: "Who will go to the nightclub with me to monitor Snyder and search for intelligence?"

"I."

"let me."

Except for Hank and Orlinsky, several other people raised their hands in unison. This was a nightclub at public expense, and it was much more comfortable than squatting in a car to monitor.

Facing the few people who were looking at him eagerly, Ethan rolled his eyes.

Antonio already has a wife and children, so why not join in the fun?

"Rusek."

Ethan pointed his hand at him: "How's your drinking capacity?"

When acting, you have to perform a full set. When you go into a nightclub, you can't just hang around with a bottle of beer.

"rest assured."

Rusek beamed and patted his chest, "It's absolutely no problem."

"Then it's you."

He had just come out of the police academy, he didn't smell like a policeman, and he was about the same age as himself, so it was just right for him to go to these places.

"No matter what happens this time, we must rescue those children."

Hank stood up and walked to the middle to make a summary: "Prison is the best place for people who use children to commit crimes. Everyone, please cheer up."

"receive."

Everyone answered in unison.

They have always used the most severe means to combat this kind of organized crime that targets children.

night.

The Dodge Challenger stopped on the street, and Ethan pressed his ear: "Is the signal normal?"

"normal."

Antonio's voice came from his ears: "The image is also very clear."

"OK."

Ethan pulled the handbrake and looked to the side.

Rusek, the slut, used hair wax to style his hair, making him look a bit more handsome than usual.

"Get out of the car."

He shook his head, pushed open the car door, and walked to the nightclub on the corner.

"Okay." Rusek straightened his hair in the mirror and quickly got out of the car.

"call out."

There was a whistle in his ears, and Horsted's envious voice sounded: "Are you picking up girls by the way?"

Ethan was wearing a black casual suit, and he looked tall and handsome.

"It's all about work."

Rusek laughed. He was not handsome enough. He had a decent hairstyle and his oily hair was combed straight.

Not far from the corner, an Iveco was parked.

The windows of the car were dark and no one could be seen inside. Antonio and the others were sitting inside to assist in the investigation.

The miniature camera attached to his chest seemed to be a bit awkward. He straightened his clothes and strode forward.

There was a long queue outside the nightclub ahead.

Girls of all colors put on their sexiest outfits and show off in the queue.

The advertising curtain wall above is made of colorful broken glass to form a huge bat, and the neon lights on it look particularly dazzling.

"Ethan."

Rusek quickly followed his footsteps: "Where are you going? The team is behind you."

"queue?"

Ethan smiled: "I don't like queuing in a place like this."