My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The Intelligence Group is what Burgess has been working towards, and it is not easy to get into this department.

Many people do not have the ability, but they do not have the opportunity to show their ability.

She thought it was a reprimand, but she didn't expect Ethan to let her talk in front of a group of police detectives. This was a huge plus for her.

Before she could say anything to Ethan, Hank clapped his hands:

"Let's go to the Fontroy Hotel now."

"This is what you deserve."

Ethan smiled and patted Burgess on the shoulder, picked up his coat and went downstairs.

After everyone left, Rollins walked up to Burgess and said, "You will have a group of good colleagues in the future."

Although the contact time has not been long, it can be judged that the personnel of the intelligence team are quite good, they work vigorously and resolutely, and they are a team with extremely strong combat effectiveness.

"Thanks!"

Burgess nodded and said proudly: "They are some very powerful guys."

When they arrived at the hotel, no one entered recklessly.

Others were waiting in the parking lot outside the hotel, and Antonio went in alone to inquire about the news.

Not long after, his voice sounded in the headset:

"Neal Vance has not returned to the hotel."

Hank made an immediate decision: "You wait in the hotel lobby, we'll be outside."

Vance's picture has been distributed, and he has been listed as the top priority on all channels leaving Chicago, including planes, trains, and long-distance buses.

The murderer certainly can't escape Chicago, but he still needs to be caught and brought to justice as soon as possible.

The reason is simple, I'm afraid that he will have a final carnival.

"Hank."

Ethan pressed the microphone: "What's going on over there with Olinsky."

"You just talked to me on the phone." Hank's voice continued: "Beck did not return to the hotel and has been wandering outside."

"They have been following us, and there is nothing unusual for the time being."

"receive."

Ethan held his chin and scanned the people entering and leaving the hotel.

Erin stopped chattering and observed the situation outside the car seriously.

After returning from the hospital, she forgot about attending the class reunion at night and concentrated on her work.

Catch the murderer, this is the promise she made to the little girl.

Half an hour later, a familiar car silhouette flashed across the rearview mirror. Ethan was excited and quickly pressed the headset:

"Something interesting happened."

"I seemed to see Olinsky's vehicle turning into the hotel."

"I saw it too."

Hank's voice was hoarse: "In front of him, there was a taxi."

He quickly made arrangements: "Antonio will take the elevator first and go to the floor where Neil Vance lives."

Soon, the taxi stopped at the front door of the hotel.

The vehicle following behind continued to drive to the parking lot next to the door.

It was Olinsky and Rusek in the cab. When they saw Hank, their eyes became surprised.

Seeing Ethan and Irene again, Olinsky immediately confirmed something.

He only knew that these people found the murderer's residence and went to monitor and arrest him.

But I don't know where it is.

What a coincidence, we happened to meet here.

This confirms what Ethan said, Baker is definitely a major suspect.

Just then, the taxi door opened.

The blond-haired Baker got out of the car and hurried into the hotel.

"Attention everyone, there is no need to wait for Vance." Hank's voice sounded: "Antonio, as soon as you see him walking out of the elevator, arrest him immediately."

Now it is no longer as simple as a coincidence. It is 100% certain that there is definitely something wrong with Baker.

Ethan and Irene looked at each other, opened the car door, and quickly walked into the hotel.

In the distance, Olinsky and Rusek also hurried over.

"I saw him."

"I'm really here to find Vance!"

"Farke!"

"He responded quickly and returned to the elevator."

"The elevator is going down."

"Hurry up."

Antonio's urgent voice kept ringing, mixed with a few angry curses.

"Step aside."

Ethan lifted up his coat, pulled out the python revolver and ran towards the elevator: "Chicago police, don't run around, squat down where you are."

If it weren't for the last sentence, it might really cause a panic.

Erin also showed her police badge and dispersed the crowd waiting next to the elevator. No one knew whether Baker was carrying a weapon.

On the other side, Olinsky and Rusek ran quickly up the fire stairs.

This is to prevent Baker from leaving the elevator midway and running to other floors.

The numbers on the elevator display kept beating and decreasing without stopping.

Ethan and Irene stood on the left and right, their guns pointed steadily at the elevator door.

"Ding!"

The elevator door slowly opened, and Jeffrey Baker appeared in sight.

At this time, he looked panicked and no longer looked as calm as before.

"Don't shoot!"

Seeing the two black muzzles, he instantly raised his hands.

"Mr. Smile, what are you doing here?"

Ethan put the pistol into his holster, pulled him out of the elevator, handcuffed him, and quickly searched him.

"I was just wandering around and had no idea what you were talking about."

Baker is still tough-talking and his words are impeccable.

The search was completed quickly, and only a wallet and mobile phone were found on his body, without any weapons.

"Where is Vance?"

Hank walked over quickly and asked with narrowed eyes.

"I do not know what you're talking about?"

Baker licked his lips and shouted, "I want a lawyer."

There were many people in the hotel lobby, and they all cast curious glances at this rare capture.

Those who do good things will even raise their mobile phones.

"Take him back first." This was not the right occasion, so Hank looked at Ethan.

Ethan immediately twisted Baker's neck and pushed him out.

Return to the police station, throw Baker into the interrogation room, and Ethan return to the chase room.

They all gathered in front of the whiteboard and analyzed the situation.

"One thing can be confirmed now."

Hank pointed at Ethan: "His guess is correct. It was indeed a team crime."

"Two people plan and commit crimes together, usually one person takes the lead." Rollins nodded and continued:

"The dominant person is usually sadistic, and the other person is usually submissive."

"Dominant people tend to be energetic and driven."

"The submissive side is very fragile and confused mentally. He needs others to tell him what to do."

Erin made a judgment: "According to what you said, Baker is definitely the dominant one."

"That's right." Oddfin shook his head and concluded:

"So Baker will definitely know where Vance is, you just need to pry his mouth open."

"Based on previous contacts, this is not easy." Irene put her hands on her hips and said angrily:

"On the way back just now, he kept shouting for a lawyer."

Since we have not found the wrong person, the next thing will be easy to handle.

"Okay, that's it!"

Hank rolled up his sleeves and walked back to the office: "Rusek, you and Burgess take him to the cage."

"Okay, Sheriff."

Rusek nodded, looked at Burgess, and the two walked quickly toward the interrogation room.

Antonio and Irene wanted to say something, but when they saw the photos on the whiteboard, they sighed.

The two of them pressed down what they were about to say and returned to their seats in silence.

"What's a cage?"

Oddfin saw several people present dispersed, and was confused for a moment, so he quickly asked Ethan a question.

Facing the eyes of Rollins and Odelfin, Ethan smiled:

“Just think of it as Chicago style!”