My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The interlude ended, Ethan and Irene walked to the side stairs.

"You go up first."

Waving to Erin, Ethan turned and walked towards the garage.

When they came to the technology room, Gene was playing games on the PSP. When he saw Ethan coming in, he put down the game console:

"The video hasn't been sent yet. I'll let you know when there's news."

This is official business and the video will be sent directly to Gene.

"It's okay, you have fun."

Ethan put one hand on Gene's shoulder: "Promise me something, can you?"

"you say!"

Gene simply paused the game and put his feet down on the table.

Although Ethan came here not long ago, he has a good relationship with him, and the two of them play games together when they are fine.

He is the person in the intelligence team who communicates with him more.

"After the video is sent, notify me or Hank as soon as possible."

Ethan looked at him seriously and whispered: "No one can see the content of the video before me and him, including you."

"Do you understand me?"

Gene's face turned serious, this kind of request was unusual.

He nodded and stretched out his fist towards Ethan:

"Don't worry, it's no problem."

After bumping fists with Gene and patting him on the shoulder, Ethan returned upstairs.

"The only possible evidence is the remaining surveillance video." He walked into the office, closed the door, and motioned to Hank to turn on the anti-monitoring equipment:

"I told Jean that when the video is sent, we must be notified first."

"very good!"

Hank nodded and his face became much more relaxed: "Jean, I can trust him."

"Besides, I made an excuse and dealt with the people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. I will hand over the case to the homicide squad later."

"We have all the key clues, they can't find anything."

"That's okay!"

Ethan nodded, and the two quickly ended their conversation.

Returning to their seats, everyone except Antonio was in the Chase Room.

There was no point in investigating this case, so Ethan opened the game casually. After playing for a while, Hank opened the door and walked out.

"Guys." He reached for the whiteboard.

Hank was asked to take down the photos of the deceased and screenshots of the surveillance footage.

"Based on the current clues, this case seems to be just an ordinary murder and has nothing to do with gang warfare."

Hank shrugged, "Next, I'll turn it over to the homicide squad."

"I'm sorry for wasting everyone's time."

Irene was surprised that the investigation of the case was suspended before new clues were received.

She was about to say something, but Hank forced her to stop with his eyes.

Olinsky and Rusek waved their hands and said it didn't matter. With only one photo and a blurry surveillance screen, they couldn't find anything.

"Wait a moment!"

Just then, Antonio strode up from the stairwell.

He held several folders in his hands and said with a solemn expression: "I have some discoveries here, please take a look."

As he spoke, he distributed the information in his hand to everyone.

Ethan opened the folder and narrowed his eyes.

The first photo in front of him was exactly the same as the one Hank showed him in the morning, and the angle had not changed at all.

A bald man with black hair, holding a coffee cup, stood among several people.

"Alessio!"

Antonio walked straight to the whiteboard. Without looking at Hank, he directly took the photo: "This is the leader of an Italian gang in the South District."

"Periphery, loan sharking, extortion, and armed robbery are all within his scope of business."

Antonio stretched out his fingers one by one and looked at Hank:

"The Chicago Police Department thought he had retired, and now there is evidence that he has begun to act again."

"What do you think you are doing?" Hank puffed up his cheeks and took a step forward.

"This is Joe Catalano."

Antonio ignored him and posted the next photo on the whiteboard.

When she saw the photo, Erin's face became stiff.

"He was Alessio's nephew just after he was released from prison."

Antonio took the photo that Hank had just taken off and reattached it:

"The deceased person we discovered this morning, Fitoli, made a deal with the state prosecutor several years ago."

"The result of the deal was that Fittoli was acquitted and our Mr. Catalano spent several years in prison."

Olinsky stood up and walked to the whiteboard:

"It appears that after Catalano was released from prison, he began his revenge campaign."

He tapped on the printed surveillance photo: "Now the question is, if it was Catalano who dumped the body, who was the driver?"

"J."

Antonio glanced at Alessio's photo, then looked at Hank:

"That's what we need to pursue."

Rusek raised his hand and was about to speak, but the room fell into silence.

Hank and Antonio stood opposite each other in front of the whiteboard.

Both of them had bad expressions on their faces. The difference was that Hank's was angry, while Antonio's was more unhappy.

As soon as Hank said he didn't want to investigate anymore, Antonio came up with a bunch of clues.

I thought Hank wouldn't be like this. This was for handling a case after all, but from Hank's reaction, we could tell that something was wrong.

Olinsky quickly tried to smooth things over. He pulled out a photo from the folder, which showed a man in leather:

"I know this person."

"He hung out with Fitori a lot and they had a very close relationship."

"This is indeed an important figure." Antonio turned his gaze back and said to Olinsky:

"He was one of the people who made a deal with the state prosecutor back then."

"He will most likely be the next target."

"Okay!" Olinsky took off the toothpick:

"Rusek and I went to monitor him and look for opportunities to bring him back to see what he knew."

Hank remained calm and said in a deep voice:

"Ethan and I are going too."

"Then I won't be the only one."

Antonio was tit for tat, not giving in at all.

Even the dullest Rusek can smell the smell of gunpowder.

"Come to my office."

Hank looked at Antonio and said stiffly: "Before we leave, we need to have a good chat."

"no problem!"

Antonio threw the folder aside and walked in first.

"bump!"

The office door was slammed shut by Hank.

Seeing this, the others looked at each other.

Looking at the photos in his hand that were almost exactly the same as those in the morning, with even a few more ones he hadn't seen before, Ethan's face became solemn.

Hank would not hide anything from him, and just now he told him to deal with the people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Now it seems that the Ministry of Internal Affairs still has some tricks up its sleeve.

Not only that, but he also went to Antonio and tricked Hank.

Erin and Orlinsky walked quickly to his desk and looked in the direction of the interrogation room.

Ethan had no choice but to stand up and walk to the side.

Rusek wanted to follow, but Olinsky pinned him down on his seat.

He looked around at the empty space and spread his hands helplessly.