My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Faced with such a cold reception, this Latin woman did not deter.

She clutched the business card tightly and looked firmly at Hank who was answering the phone inside.

Ethan picked up the case file on the table and walked to the whiteboard.

"Jimmy, Rick."

Ethan opened the case file and handed a photo to the two of them: "I'm really sorry for what happened just now, but this is the reason why I took such a heavy blow."

Taking the photo in his hand, the two Chinese policemen looked at each other and looked at the photo.

In the photo, there is a little Chinese boy lying in a pool of blood.

His face was horrified and his eyes were closed.

Zhan Mi only knew that a robbery and murder had occurred, but the specific circumstances were unclear.

He thought it was just the Triad members who died, but when he saw the photo, his eyes seemed to burst into flames.

"I see."

Zhan Mi gritted his teeth and looked at Ethan: "Don't worry, I won't blame you."

"If it were me, I might just shoot him."

Now it seems that Ethan's actions are all because of this child.

Although they were punished, after knowing his original intention, Jimi and Rick both let go of their grudges.

"Thanks!"

Ethan shook hands and bumped shoulders with the two of them.

Others also breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this scene.

After all, Ethan was so ruthless just now and almost killed the person. Even though it happened for a reason, it still can't be justified.

It is also a good thing to get their understanding.

"Everyone."

Hank walked out of the Sheriff's Office with an impatient look. He went straight to the Latin policewoman: "This is."

He forgot the other party's name and turned to look at the policewoman.

"Sumner, Mia Sumner."

The Latin female detective introduced herself again.

"This Detective Sumner," Hank said with a frown, "She will join the intelligence team temporarily."

After hearing the word temporary, Sumner opened his mouth to say something.

Hank interrupted her with a wave of his hand: "Gene!"

"Yes, Sheriff."

Jean, who had followed him upstairs, quickly stood up.

"Take Detective Sumner to your office." Hank put one hand in his pocket and looked at the woman beside him coldly: "Give her a tour."

"Forget it, I don't care what you show her."

Hank took a call and changed his mind.

It was clear that Sumner was the one pushed down by the higher-ups.

If the leader has such an attitude, others will naturally not smile at him.

Not to mention Ethan, Rusek didn’t even have the same way of greeting him when he joined the intelligence team.

"OK."

Gene nodded: "Please come this way, detective!"

Sumner looked at the cold eyes of everyone and hesitated to speak.

She exhaled heavily and followed Jean downstairs.

Hank looked around, and now with him, there were nine people standing or sitting around the whiteboard.

"Okay!" He clapped his hands:

"Now it is certain that there is a robbery gang outside, impersonating Zhan Mi's arrest team."

"They are most likely veterans. These people are eavesdropping on Jimi's wireless communications."

"They targeted illegal casinos in the Triads based on intelligence gathered from wireless communications."

"What do you think?" Zhan Mi looked at Hank. When they worked together before, Hank had always been the one in charge.

"you say!"

Seeing Antonio raise his hand to signal, Hank pointed at him.

"That's what we use against them."

Antonio sneered: "I think these people must be short of money after killing so many people for 60,000 yuan."

"Then if they hear about the bigger sum on Jammi Radio."

"They must not be able to bear it." Eileen took over.

"That's right." Antonio continued: "My suggestion is to set up a trap and let these people come to us."

"That's a good idea." Jamie looked at Hank.

"I think so." Hank nodded.

Zhan Mi took out his mobile phone and said in a deep voice: "Let me add some more details!"

"Since I'm going to act, I'll act like one. I'll call the top officials of the triad society and ask them to borrow a small casino for their use."

He looked at the photo in Ethan's hand. The little boy who died in vain was staring wide-eyed.

Zhan Mi took a deep breath: "If something like this happens, no one will reject me."

"I have a question." Atwater raised his hand and asked:

"Aren't you trying to arrest the top leaders of the Triad today? Are you sure they will help you?"

"Child, do you know that triad is just a collective term." Zhan Mi forced a smile and walked to the side with the phone in hand.

"What do you mean?" Atwater didn't know much about this and was confused.

"The Triads trace their origins back to hundreds of years ago, and have spawned countless gangs."

Rick touched his mustache and explained to him:

"The forces among them are complicated. Triad is just our collective name for those gangs."

"All right!"

He didn't understand, Atwater shrugged.

As for Jimi borrowing the casino, no one cared about it. With so many people present, no one knew a few gang members.

Where there is attack, there will be cooperation.

"Hank." Zhan Mi quickly finished the call. He put away the phone and walked over:

"The place is ready and can be emptied in half an hour."

He patted himself and asked, "Do you have a lot of equipment here?"

"For you?"

Hank stretched out his hand and said, "As many as you want."

The two high-fived each other, just like the old days.

When he came to the garage and opened the ordnance iron cage, Rick was eye-opening to the dazzling array of equipment inside:

"As expected of the intelligence team, one of the most well-funded departments."

"What do you want to do here?" Jamie patted Hank on the shoulder and said, "I know an acquaintance, and he is standing in front of you. Do you need a recommendation?"

"Of course not." Seeing Jimi's shining eyes, Rick quickly shook his head.

It’s still a joke, who dares to nod.

There are only four of those guys, but they are all heavily armed gangsters.

Judging from the current surveillance video, they showed no mercy when killing people.

Facing such ruthless bandits, everyone did not dare to take it lightly, so they all wore bulletproof vests and installed bulletproof inserts.

"Uh-huh!"

The Velcro was grabbed by a pair of big hands and stuck tightly.

Ethan moved his body and looked across. Irene was pulling Hosted's body armor.

He shook his head and turned around to straighten Atwater's clothes.

Fortunately, it is winter now, so wearing a bulletproof vest and a jacket outside does not affect movement.

After getting dressed and choosing his equipment, Ethan walked out of the armory.

In the technical room, the Latina female detective just now was looking over eagerly.

Noticing Ethan's gaze, she lowered her head again.

"Hey!" Erin came over and looked at Hank and Jimmy standing in the corner: "Aren't you curious about what happened to them before?"

"I don't know what you said."

Ethan opened the lighter and took one.

"That Brownie." Erin clasped the bulletproof vest with both hands:

"When Jimi mentioned that person, Hank and Olinsky's expressions became very stiff."

"I'm not that curious."

Ethan saw her eyebrows raised and her eyes rolling around, so he smiled and rubbed her head:

"Why don't you just ask Hank?"

"Snapped!"

Erin slapped his hand away: "It messed up my hair."

"I asked, but he refused to tell."

"Then ask Olinsky!" Ethan shrugged and slowly exhaled the smoke.

This curious guy really walked towards Olinsky again, but he couldn't get the answer either.

Everyone was ready, and under the leadership of Zhan Mi, they set off quickly.

China Town.

The Chevrolet Suburban pulled over and stopped slowly. After turning off the engine, Ethan picked up the gun bag and pushed open the door.

Olinsky, Atwater and Antonio also got out of the car one after another.

Ethan looked at his surroundings. There were vehicles parked everywhere on the roadside, and pedestrians were rushing on the road.

Weighing the light bag, he walked towards the billiards room next to him.

A Chinese man wearing a stars-and-stripes hat walked towards him, his cell phone shaking around.

"Guys, I'm in Chicago."

The man smiled brightly: "Look at the sky, how blue it is."

"This cloud is so white."