My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Let's go, let's find the murderer first!"

Seeing this scene, Hank sighed.

He patted Ethan's arm, bent down and walked out of the finance room.

An innocent child was killed, everyone at the scene became angry, and Ethan's behavior was not abnormal.

Horsted understood his mood, said nothing, shook his head and left the room.

Erin took a deep look at Ethan and walked out.

That look just now scared her a little.

Inside, it seemed like there was only killing.

At this moment, Erin seemed to understand the meaning of the danger that Hank had warned her about before.

But she was more curious about why Ethan suddenly became so angry.

monitoring room.

People from the intelligence team surrounded the computer.

The casino technician, whose face was sweating, opened the surveillance video with trembling fingers.

The screen flashed and the previous scene was played.

At the beginning of the video, everything was peaceful, and several people in the finance room were busy working.

The door opened, and the boy who just walked in carrying a few takeaways.

He spoke a few words to the staff inside, then walked to the corner of the room with the things in his hands.

At this moment, the situation suddenly changed.

The door was kicked open by someone outside, and two men wearing black hoods, combat uniforms, and holding rifles broke in.

Outside the door, there was still a person looking around.

Without saying a word, the two men who broke into the finance room opened fire wildly with their firearms, killing all the people sitting behind the table.

The boy standing in the corner looked at everything that happened suddenly, with a look of confusion on his face.

The two robbers quickly took out the storage bag from their bodies. One of them noticed something was wrong behind it and quickly turned around.

What followed were several consecutive shots, and the Chinese boy fell in a pool of blood.

"They acted very professionally."

Horsted shook his head and said, "It's like doing a surgical operation, clean and neat."

"This child scared them." Antonio bit his cheek:

"But even if he wasn't frightened, judging by the way these people acted, he probably wouldn't have survived."

On the screen, after the boy was shot, the two robbers did not slow down at all, and quickly threw the money on the table into the storage bag.

In less than a minute, several people left quickly.

"How much money were you robbed of?"

Ethan slapped the security guard on the shoulder and squeezed it hard.

"More than sixty thousand." The security guard endured the pain.

For a mere $60,000, these bastards actually killed four or five people, including a child among them.

"I am very familiar with the tactical movements of these people."

Horsted tapped the screen: "According to my judgment, he must be a retired soldier."

Hank thought for a moment, waved his hand and said:

"Okay, copy the surveillance video and we'll talk about it when we get back."

When we walked out of the casino, the snowflakes had become smaller.

Looking at the Chinese people watching, Ethan put the cigarette in his mouth and bit the filter firmly.

"Are you okay?" Eileen came over and looked at him with concern:

"What happened just now? I rarely see you like this."

"It's okay." Ethan exhaled a puff of smoke:

"I'm just a little upset. These people are so unruly in what they do."

"That's right!" Antonio also came over.

He took off his gloves and slammed them in his hands:

"Whether it's a gang conflict or not, to attack a child who poses no threat is simply too much."

"Don't worry, we will find the murderer."

Irene touched his shoulder. Although I couldn't understand what Ethan said to the little boy just now, it must have been a promise in this regard.

"Um!"

Ethan nodded, flicked the cigarette butt away, and walked towards his vehicle.

As soon as I got to work, I encountered something terrible like this.

But there's nothing we can do about it. That's the life of police detectives. They are a group of people who wander in the dark side of society.

Back at the police station, he had almost adjusted his mood.

Walking up the stairs quickly, the first thing I saw was Pratt.

Of course, there was rarely a time when I didn't see her.

"How was your rest?"

Platt saw him and stopped what he was doing: "I heard what happened in Chinatown. It was a tragedy."

"Well, that's true for that little boy."

Ethan forced out a smile and stretched out his fist to the side: "What are you doing here?"

"Welcome back to the team!" Olinsky stood outside the reception desk. He took off the candy from his mouth and gestured to the side: "I'm watching the monkey show!"

Turn around and look along his line of sight.

Rusek is well-dressed and looks like a young man.

He had sunglasses on his head and was chatting excitedly with two trainee police officers.

You can hear their voices from far away.

One of the trainee police officers asked curiously: "How are you doing here?"

Rusek smiled and took off his sunglasses:

"Not bad, you know, the 21st Precinct, the most awesome precinct in the entire Chicago Police Department."

Another person reached out and punched his chest, "I envy you so much. We have always had this plan. As long as the internship period is over, we will apply to work here!"

"By the way, how is the treatment of the patrol team here?"

Rusek pushed back his hair proudly: "Sorry, I really don't know much about this, you know, I just skipped that stage.

"Go for it, that's my advice."

"Maybe you can work upstairs in the future."

The two trainee police officers looked at each other with envy on their faces: "Yes, we heard that you are in the intelligence team."

On the other side, Ethan rubbed his nose.

When you are in a bad mood, there is a very efficient and simple way to deal with it, and that is to move it out.

He rolled his eyes and poked Olinsky:

"This apprentice of yours is a little too happy."

"I feel the same way."

Olinsky nodded and bit the candy cane hard.

"We can't let him be so loud!" Ethan picked up the coffee and took a sip.

"Everyone thinks the same!"

Olinsky winked at him and walked quickly towards Rusek.

Just then, Burgess came bounding up the stairs.

"Good morning!"

When she saw Ethan, she quickly greeted him happily.

"morning!"

He nodded to her and looked at Atwater. The two were patrol partners and were almost inseparable during work hours.

"Chief Pratt."

Olinsky came over with Rusek and said with a smile:

"This Mr. Rusek needs to be allowed to experience some of the things he's been missing out on."

While speaking, he took off the candy canes and pointed to the two patrol policemen behind Ethan: "Can I trouble you to help make arrangements?"

Platt looked at the confused Rusek and showed his sharp teeth:

"Detective, trust me."

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

Rusek's face fell at a speed visible to the naked eye: "Please, don't do this!"

As a newcomer, he belongs to the intelligence team.

Rusek often made noises in front of Pratt, who had long wanted to find a chance to train him.

Unexpectedly, Olinsky took the initiative to hand over the knife handle.

Platt smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed: "Atwater."

"Hey!" She waved her hand and commanded:

"Today you are a member of the intelligence team."

Completely different from Rusek, Atwater suddenly smiled from ear to ear, and at the same time, Burgess also pursed his lips.

Seeing Rusek's unhappy face, Ethan's mood immediately changed from gloomy to sunny.

"I'm going up first!"

He waved and walked upstairs with a smile.

Thanks to Brother Hanjiangyu for the reward and support, thank you