My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Everyone stood on the left and right sides, and Antonio picked up the crowbar to break the door.

He stuck the crowbar into the gap of the door lock, stepped on the iron door with one foot, and exerted force with both hands.

There was a harsh scraping noise, and the door lock flew out with a bang.

Ethan and Rusek quickly grabbed the iron door and dragged it to the side, causing the door to open wide.

"Chicago police."

Erin, Hank and Olinsky roared loudly and rushed inside.

"Tip."

Upon discovering the uninvited guest, Ward's men did not surrender. They quickly picked up guns from their sides and pointed them at the front door. The next moment, bullets came crackling.

"Bang bang bang."

Erin quickly pulled the trigger and stepped forward quickly.

She didn't notice, but she was already caught in the muzzle of the gun in the distance.

"careful."

Ethan flew forward, picked up Irene in his arms, and rolled around on the ground several times.

The machine behind him instantly splashed a row of sparks.

Erin was knocked down by a huge force, and then became dizzy.

When she reacted, she was taken to a corner of the machine by Ethan and pressed under him.

"be safe."

Gunshots continued to ring out around her, and Ethan smiled, pinched her face, and turned over to squat.

The people in the intelligence team relied on the machines near the door and kept firing at the inside.

The radar had already detected the light spot. Ethan picked up the shotgun and walked around it. In two or three clicks, he disappeared from Erin's sight.

She gritted her teeth and touched her face, then got up and raised the Glock.

Gunshots rang out and bullets flew.

Inside the factory, there was a fierce battle for a while.

Ethan quickly moved to the side. Not far from him, next to the printing press, a man in a vest was holding an AK47 rifle high, and the muzzle kept spitting out tongues of flame.

The powerful recoil made the man in the vest's arms tremble crazily.

Ethan held the Remington and pulled the trigger suddenly.

"Bang."

A large cloud of blood mist exploded, and the counterfeit banknotes that were being printed were instantly covered with many bright red spots like plum blossoms.

The man in the vest's head was half blown open, and he looked particularly horrifying.

He staggered and fell heavily.

The other people in the counterfeit banknote gang were shocked, and the gunshots became sparse.

Antonio and Hank seized this opportunity, and under the cover of others, they quickly stepped forward and fired continuously inside.

Bullets sprayed out, knocking a man running backwards to the ground.

"Drop your weapons."

With roars, the remaining two people saw that the situation was over, hurriedly dropped their guns and lay on the ground.

Ethan ran forward quickly and kicked aside the pistol on the ground.

The white man in front of him had gray hair and only wore an apron on his upper body, revealing his strong muscles.

However, no matter how strong his muscles were, he would not dare to move in the face of the threat of a gun.

Ethan knelt down on one knee and pressed heavily on his neck.

Not only that, but he also adjusted himself to a more comfortable position, and then slowly took out the handcuffs.

"Let go, I can't breathe."

The white man was so suppressed that his face turned red and he shouted in pain.

"Don't worry, you won't die for a while."

Ethan comforted him patiently, then locked the handcuffs and loosened his knees.

The man in the apron just took a few breaths when Ethan grabbed his hair again.

After identification, he was the target of this trip:

"Greenward."

"Guys, we found the rightful owner."

He already had a fierce face, but now that he was caught, his face was even more gloomy and his mouth was tightly closed.

But it doesn't matter whether Green Ward speaks or not. Based on the clues he currently has, he will definitely not be able to escape a life sentence.

Another man was also handcuffed by Antonio.

After others searched for it, they all gathered around.

"Oh oh oh!"

Seeing the pile of counterfeit banknotes, Rusek quickened his steps excitedly. He patted the pile of banknotes on the holder: "It would be great if this was true."

He sat down on it again, grabbed two handfuls of money, and made a gesture as if he regarded money as dirt:

"Lindsay, come on, take some photos for me. I want to put them on Facebook."

"A bunch of counterfeit money, what's there to take a picture of?" Irene shook her head, took out her mobile phone from the pocket of her bulletproof vest, and took a photo of him:

"It's the real guys that are interesting."

"Do you think I don't want to?" Rusek thought of what he missed last time, and his words were a bit sour: "It doesn't matter, others don't know it's counterfeit money."

Ethan ignored this living treasure and pressed the intercom:

"Call the main station, police number 99527, there was a crossfire, two suspects were shot, the scene has been controlled."

"An ambulance is needed. The address is warehouse 1356 south of 13th Street."

"There are plainclothes police officers on site."

The voice from the dispatch office sounded: "Received, arrange it immediately."

"Antonio." Hank pursed his lips and gestured: "Call the people from the bureau over and let them handle the follow-up."

"All right."

Antonio shook his head: "We do all the dirty work, and the limelight belongs to the people in the bureau."

"Don't complain." Hank looked around and said, "The credit should be ours, and no one can take it away from us, but our intelligence team doesn't need to be in the limelight."

This kind of case will definitely attract the attention of the news media.

Hank had already established a rule that no one in the group was allowed to be interviewed by the media.

Unlike other teams, no matter how big or small a case is solved, they want to be published in the newspapers and make their name famous.

"You know." He patted Antonio on the shoulder:

"The last thing we need is media attention."

"Don't worry, I understand." Antonio didn't really have any objections and picked up the phone with a smile.

Green Ward was arrested and the case came to an end.

The body and the suspect were quickly taken away by the police, and the scene was left intact, including the pile of counterfeit money.

This crime scene will soon be interviewed by media who have good relations with the police department.

They will also put a heavy mark on the merit book of the 21st Branch in newspapers, proving that they are not just relying on taxpayers' money.

After returning to the police station and finishing the paperwork, Ethan remembered that there was still a person locked up in the garage below.

He crumpled up a ball of paper and threw it at Eileen who was diagonally opposite:

"Did you forget something?"

"Shet." Irene also thought of Nadia and hurriedly picked up her coat: "Leave it to me. I have a small agreement with her."

She hurriedly walked down while putting on her coat.

After clearing the table, Ethan was also preparing to leave.

At this time, Hank walked out of the office and waved to him and Antonio.

The two looked at each other and walked into the office in confusion.

"The director called me just now. He was very angry." Hank pondered for a moment and then said, "I received another complaint today about Halstead."

"I have something to say that I can't say, can you guys please run away?"

Hank tapped the table: "As a friend, I advise him that even if he wants to find out the truth, he should pay attention to the methods."

Antonio nodded, thinking there was something wrong with today's case:

"Is it still about that thing?"

"That's right."

Hank rubbed his head and said, "He went outside and stared at other people's houses again today, monitoring them openly and openly."

"That's not how things are done. Go talk to him."

"Okay, I know."

He introduced Horsted to the intelligence team. The two were already friends. Of course, Antonio would not refuse such a thing.

"Then let's go."

Ethan knocked on the table: "Since he has the energy to work hard, drinking will definitely be fine."

"Yes." Antonio's face was solemn. It would be uncomfortable for anyone to have this kind of thing happen to him.

I can only drink and chat with him to stop him from getting into trouble.