My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Is this your girlfriend?"

Now that he was discovered, Ethan didn't care about those details. He put his arm around Horsted's shoulders:

"You lucky guy, that's a beautiful girl."

"Thanks."

Horsted's face was complicated: "You are only half right. I was once a lucky guy."

"She's Ben's sister, Ellie."

"oh."

Ethan instantly realized that this was Horsted's ex-girlfriend, whom he had told him before.

In the past, because of Lonnie's incident, the other party could not bear such a blow. Taking advantage of the opportunity of work, he directly moved out of Chicago and went to other places to develop.

The three of them walked upstairs together, and Ethan asked curiously:

"Is she back in Chicago now? Of course, I mean work-wise."

"I don't know either."

Horsted shook his head: "She invited me to her house for dinner tomorrow night."

"Hey." Erin punched her partner: "You have to cheer up."

"I can see that she is still interested in you."

"Really?" Horsted stopped and asked quickly: "Are you sure?"

"Pretty sure."

Erin nodded and gave him a thumbs up: "You are the most handsome guy in our intelligence team, you must have this confidence."

Hearing her words, Horsted scratched his head.

"Guys." Two people hurriedly followed from behind, interrupting their conversation: "We found out something."

This is Antonio and Sumner, who didn't expect to come back so soon.

Returning to the Chase Room and calling Hank out, Sumner said directly: "According to what Perko said, he knew one of the robbers because of his past."

"It was also for this reason that the other party spared his life."

"He didn't dare to tell us before because his friend was also a member of the Second or Third Society. He was afraid that his friend would be implicated and would be treated like a traitor."

"I don't believe these nonsense." Ethan shrugged: "But you continue."

"I've already asked for the robber's name."

Sumner wrote a name on the whiteboard: "Dennis Novak."

"What?"

Hank frowned: "Are you sure it's this person?"

"That's right." Antonio nodded: "That's the name."

"I know him." Hank shook his head and said, "This guy is a second- and third-level guy."

"His people specialize in selling leaves, meatballs, and some other random junk."

"In other words, Novak is just a low-life small businessman who robbed banks, which is far beyond his ability."

Sumner pursed his lips and spread his hands:

"That's the name we asked about."

Antonio on the side nodded, indicating that this was no problem:

"He didn't dare to hand over a random name. After all, he was under our control and he didn't dare to play any tricks."

"Hank." Ethan waved his hand and expressed his opinion: "Eight out of ten of these gangsters came from the streets."

"You can't underestimate Novak's aggressiveness just because he's just a little bastard."

"Besides, that's eight million dollars, which can drive a lot of people crazy."

"No matter what, we have to try to find this guy."

"Okay then." Hank crossed his arms and walked back and forth for a while, then made up his mind: "First target Novak, contact your informant, and search all over Chicago to get Novak." find out."

This case, although not as significant as the Amber Alert.

But the pressure on the top was much heavier because they were robbing the Federal Reserve.

"That's right." Antonio remembered another thing:

"What to do with Perco?"

"I have an idea to remove the patrolmen tomorrow morning." Olinsky looked at his watch and expressed his opinion: "Putting him in the hospital will have no effect."

"Whether this Novak is a smoke bomb or not, we pretend to believe Perko and let him go."

"If he is really the mole, I believe he will be anxious to contact the robbers."

"Eight million dollars, that's a lot of money."

"That's right." Hank nodded: "If he is in a hurry to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow morning, he must have something on his mind."

"You and Rusek are going to keep an eye on him."

Since it was Olinsky's idea, he definitely wanted to solve it in the way he was best at, and Hank satisfied him directly.

"no problem."

Olinsky took off his cap and smiled confidently.

Novak may not be found for a while. Anyway, the news has been released. Next, it depends on the efficiency of the informant.

Not long after, it was time to get off work.

Ethan found a place to have dinner and then drove to Gallagher's house.

"Hey!"

As soon as Fiona opened the door, she gave him a passionate kiss.

"How is she now?" Ethan looked towards the living room, where several little heads were sitting on the sofa.

"Kid, I don't have much memory. It's okay."

Fiona let go of her hands and looked at the things he was carrying curiously: "What did you buy?"

"This was promised to Debbie."

Ethan weighed the gift in his hand: "This is not for you, you can't refuse it for her, right?"

"Of course not, thank you."

She hugged Ethan again, kissed him hard, and then moved away.

"Just in case some viewers don't know, here's some good news." The screen on the TV flashed and the host reported the words quickly:

"Kathy Caston, the little boy who disappeared from his front yard this morning."

"The latest status is that he has returned home safely."

The host talked endlessly, and what stood out was that the South Side of Chicago has good public security and harmonious neighborhood relations.

Under the gaze of several people, Ethan walked to the middle of the small living room and sat down on the wooden table.

"Hi, everyone."

He patted the bag on his hand: "Now is the time to fulfill your promise."

Seeing the bag in his hand, Debbie covered her mouth in surprise: "No way, is this a gift?"

Fiona smiled and sat back on the sofa, watching Ethan perform.

"Of course, under normal circumstances, I always keep my word."

Ethan opened the biggest bag: "Ta-ta-ta, take a look, whose friend is this?"

"ah!"

Looking at an oversized rag doll in Ethan's hand, Debbie screamed.

She kicked her feet hard on the floor and asked excitedly:

"Is this for me?"

"That's right."

Ethan handed the doll to her: "Come on, say hello to your new friend."

"Bang."

Unexpectedly, Debbie did not take the doll, but rushed up to hug him: "Thank you, I like it so much."

Seeing her happy look, several people on the sofa behind smiled.

Ian rubbed Karl's head, and the latter cast an envious look.

"From now on, I'm going to call you Jinji."

Debbie hugged the doll and ran upstairs.

This guy, with a new friend in his hands, doesn't care about anything.

After crumpling the bag into a ball and throwing it into the trash can, Ethan looked at Karl and patted the small bag next to him.

"impossible."

Karl put his fist to his mouth and bit down hard.

"This is yours." Ethan took out a Chicago Cubs baseball glove under Carl's delighted gaze and threw it to him.

"Shredded coconut~"

Karl took the glove and asked excitedly: "Do you have a ball?"

"Of course."

Ethan picked up a brand new baseball and threw it in his hand: "But you have to promise me one thing."