My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Ethan quickly walked upstairs and shouted to them:

"Navy Pier."

Except for the two New York police detectives, everyone else stood up and walked down with him.

"Yo~"

Oddfin looked at Rollins: "Look there."

At the entrance of the stairs, where Ethan had been standing just now, a bright red blood flower dripped.

“Chicago style!”

Thinking of what Ethan said just now, she smiled and shook her head.

The murderer also massacred two girls in New York. With such an end, she just felt relieved.

It's not that they would have done the same thing.

But when faced with people who do such things, they cannot bear to condemn them.

People who have become police detectives will not be so naive. Completely correct procedures will only allow more evil people to go free.

Back in the underground garage, the screams had stopped.

Baker huddled in the corner of the iron cage. He already knew what kind of life he would face later.

Without much deliberation, Hank gave a few simple instructions and they set off quickly.

Navy Pier Park is one of the most popular attractions in Chicago.

There were many tourists here, and it was not suitable for them to be fully armed. Only Olinsky took a gun case.

Everyone dispersed, and in order not to alert Vance, they did not notify the nearby patrol police.

The target is so obvious and not hard to find.

Ethan pulled his clothes to cover his pistol and police badge, and walked inside with Erin.

Not far away, there were screams from ahead.

"Shet!"

Ethan quickly quickened his pace and rushed up the steps.

"Hey!" Erin quickly reached out and grabbed him: "Calm down, cowboy."

Looking in the direction of her arm, a tall Ferris wheel came into view.

Go up the steps and see a rotating swing in the distance.

The screams started right here.

Ethan shrugged and continued walking with Erin.

Next to it is Lake Michigan, with many yachts parked on the lake, swaying slowly.

The two of them were like a couple coming to play, but their pace was much faster than ordinary people.

Ethan looked at his watch and wandered around for more than ten minutes. It was already a few minutes past four o'clock, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"Target found!"

Rusek's voice sounded quietly.

Soon, the sound of rushing was heard again.

"Rusek?" Hank's voice sounded: "Where are you?"

In this case, the channel must be kept clean. Erin was anxious and scanned it quickly with Ethan.

But wherever he looked, there was nothing unusual.

"Chicago police." Rusek yelled, and several screams rang out from the headset.

"Don't come close, I will kill her!"

It's not that Rusek didn't want to talk about his location. The man in front of him with an injury at the corner of his eye was highly nervous.

"Calm down and let us sort things out."

He took Rollins' words to heart and tried to persuade.

The murderer has an angry and vengeful personality, and he has several lives on his back, so he cannot be provoked in any way.

The man had already held a woman hostage and put a knife to her neck.

Any abnormal behavior would only force Vance to take action directly.

"You take one step closer." Vance roared:

"I swear I won't hesitate to slit her throat."

"Calm down." Rusek raised his hand to show that he did not pose any threat to him now: "There is no need to do that."

Vance looked at the Glock in his hand nervously: "Put the gun down and kick it to me."

"OK, no problem."

Rusek carefully dropped the gun and kicked it away: "As long as you don't hurt this lady."

"Hey."

Seeing the gun being kicked to the other side, Vance yelled angrily: "What are you doing?"

In excitement, the blade cut through the woman's skin and shed a stream of blood.

The woman is frightened, but she is smart.

She bit her mouth tightly to prevent herself from doing anything to irritate the person behind her.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Rusek's mind was spinning rapidly, trying to inform others: "I'm already trying my best to cooperate with you. How about I go over and kick you?"

"Don't even think about it." Vance looked at him excitedly:

"Take out the spare gun you have on you. You guys always have a spare gun on you."

"I really didn't!" Rusek's eyes lit up when he saw the name of the yacht parked next to him:

"I didn't lie to you. My partner Marlene told me that I don't need a backup gun."

"She said that if a gun can't solve a problem, bringing another one will be of no use!"

"Marlene Yacht!"

Everyone knew who Rusek's partner was, and Hank's voice immediately sounded in the headset: "He is near Marlene's yacht. Everyone goes to support him."

Ethan didn't know what the Marlene Yacht was. He had already stood on the guardrail next to it and looked at it from a high position.

In the distance, you can vaguely see a few figures running around.

"Lindsay!"

Ethan let out a low cry, jumped over the guardrail, and jumped to the grass below.

The guardrail was more than three meters high from the ground, and Erin hesitated.

"Jump!" Ethan clapped his hands.

Erin gritted her teeth, held on to the guardrail, and jumped.

Ethan took a step forward and held her firmly in his arms. When her feet landed, the two of them quickly ran forward along the lakeside trail.

In the headset, Rusek was still dealing with Vance, trying to delay time.

After running forward for a while, I met Hank and Antonio.

At this time, Rusek could already be seen, and he was confronting Vance.

"Hank!"

Olinsky's voice sounded: "I've locked the target."

Everyone quickly stopped and looked around, and soon found Olinsky diagonally opposite the guardrail.

He was holding an AR-15 and aiming it through the scope.

"Fire!"

Without any hesitation, Hank immediately issued the order.

"boom."

With the sound of a gunshot, a cloud of blood mist rose from Vance's head.

"ah!!!"

The ear-piercing screams could be heard clearly even from a hundred meters away.

Rusek quickly rushed forward and pulled the screaming woman aside.

After a simple shot, the dust settled. Ethan pointed in Olinsky's direction and gave a thumbs up:

"Good marksmanship."

The intelligence team is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and those who can get in have two skills.

If you can fight yourself, others won't be able to do it for you.

This time it was an easy solution. There was no chance to draw a gun, and all the time was spent writing paperwork and reports.

Soon they ran to the scene, and Erin stepped forward and worked with Rusek to comfort the woman who had just been kidnapped.

The three of them, Ethan, walked to Vance who was lying on the ground.

A big hole opened in his head, blood was still flowing out, and the ground was stained red.

Ethan knelt down and looked carefully.

Blonde hair, brown eyes, and injuries at the corners of his eyes, he was definitely the target.

One shot to the head, no pain at all.

Compared with the murdered girls, this way of death was an advantage for him.