After eating the crispy peach pie, Ethan followed the scent to another stall.

Looking at the meatloaf that was being fried in front of him, Ethan suddenly felt that the pie he had just eaten was not fragrant at all.

"Ethan, do you need a burger?"

"Okay, thanks, I want a double patty."

Ethan subconsciously replied, turning around, Proctor was standing behind him.

"This is yours?"

Ethan picked up the extra burger handed by the staff and pointed to the stall.

"Of course, as a businessman with a good reputation in the town, I really enjoy participating in some of the local festivals, and on both days, Procott sells all the goods at a 20% discount."

"By the way, you burger, count it in mine." Procott winked at him.

"Then you're welcome," Ethan took a bite of the thick hamburger, the charcoal-grilled beef was fragrant, the cheese was sufficient, the vegetables were fresh, and the bread was fluffy, and he nodded again and again.

While eating burgers while strolling, I also saw the stall of Davis's Bar on the way, but the candy was not on the stall.

Crossing a street, Siobhan was seen standing on the corner, giving directions to a few tourists.

He crumpled up the paper bag, threw it in the trash, bought two bottles of apple juice from a nearby stall, and headed for Siobhan.

Siobhan smiled at Ethan, inadvertently turned sideways, and suddenly her face changed, her figure flashed, and she disappeared into the corner.

Ethan sensed something was wrong and hurriedly threw down the apple juice.

"Policeman, put the gun down" Siobhan's voice came, followed by a gunshot.

Hearing the gunshot, Ethan quickly dialed out Glock.

Turning the corner, Siobhan stood in horror, gun in both hands pointed into a small alley, and at the end of the street, a motorcyclist wearing glasses and a leather jacket was looking at her viciously.

"Siobhan, be careful, police, stand still."

Ethan shouted and chased after him quickly, but unfortunately it was too far away, and when he ran to the end of the street, several Harley-Davidson motorcycles frantically twisted the accelerator, let out a roar, and quickly fled the scene.

Seeing that they had run away, Ethan had no choice but to put Glock back in his pouch and return to the scene of the crime with Siobhan.

In the alley, Candy was lying motionless in a pool of blood, and Carly looked at the wound on his head with a solemn face.

Next to them, a long-haired, flower-armed motorcyclist in a leather jacket lay on his back on the ground, his eyes staring blankly at the gray-blue sky, his head bleeding from the hole in his head.

"Alma, there was a shooting, one person was killed, one person was injured, an ambulance was arranged immediately."

Ethan hurriedly radioed the location of Alma's crime, and Siobhan, who was beside him, clenched his pistol with a nervous face, and looked back at the alleyway from time to time.

"It's alright, Siobhan, take it easy and give me the gun first."

"I saw a couple of motorcyclists coming out of here, and when they came over, the candy was already on the ground, and the man was riding on Mrs. Hopewell with a gun in his hand, and I had to shoot."

Siobhan stammered, reaching out to the motorcyclists on the ground, then letting go of his hand and letting Ethan take the gun away,

Ethan took Siobhan's gun and found that the handle was soaked with sweat.

He asked Siobhan to calm down on his own and walked over to Carly.

Carly glanced at him, then said uneasily, "Candy's head hurts, and I don't know if it's serious." ”

"Don't worry, I've called an ambulance, I'll be there soon, Mrs. Hopewell, are you hurt? Can you tell me what happened? ”

"I'm fine, I went back to the car to get a breathing apparatus for my son, and several motorcyclists surrounded me and took me hostage into the alley."

"Candy passed by outside, he tried to save me, and after knocking down two motorcyclists, he was attacked by another guy with a stick, and you know what happened next."

"Okay, I'll help you inform Gordon and take a break."

After making sure Carly was okay and Candy's vital signs were mostly stable, Ethan returned to Siobhan's side and saw that she had calmed down a lot, and returned the gun to her.

Siobhan put the gun back in the holster, looked at the corpse on the ground next to him, and said with mixed feelings: "I warned him, but he didn't choose to put the gun down." ”

Ethan saw that her face was wrong, so he pulled her out of the alley, "Listen to me, this person is trying to attack a woman with a gun in his hand, and I will do the same thing, you did the right thing." ”

Soon after, the ambulance and the Banshee Town Police Department also arrived at the scene quickly, fortunately, Candy quickly came to his senses, but still needed to go to the hospital for observation.

"Do you know these people?" Ethan glanced at Hood, who had arrived in a hurry, and asked Brock.

"Yes, there are several local motorcycle parties, all of whom have a criminal record."

"Usually wandering around in a few nearby towns," Brock said, putting the white cloth back over the corpse, "and every now and then we catch one or two drunken people making trouble." ”

"How do I have to find them?" Hood walked over angrily.

"If you're referring to how we should find them, we can go back to the police station and issue a wanted notice and ask a few nearby police stations to help keep an eye on the information."

Brock shook his head and said, "But by the time the news comes out, they'll probably have fled all the way to Pittsburgh or left Pennsylvania." ”

After reassuring Siobhan with a few words, Hood looked out of the alley with a complicated expression, where Carly and Gordon and the two children were hugging each other.

He patted Brock on the shoulder weakly with his arm, "If there's any news, let me know, I'll go first." ”

"Ethan, you send Siobhan back to rest, Emmett intensifies patrols"

Brock clapped his hands, "I'll go back to the police station and issue a nationwide wanted look, otherwise, those bastards will run away." ”

After sending Siobhan home, Ethan didn't fish anymore and stepped up his patrols, but unfortunately I don't know where the gang hid and didn't get anything.

The next day, Ethan knew that the Motorcyclists would definitely come back to take revenge, and after the others left, he did not rush out on patrol and accompanied Siobhan at the police station.

"How did you feel after you killed Cole last time?" Siobhan asked without looking up, filling out the accident report.

"Well, it's a little nauseous and doesn't feel very well."

Ethan told part of the truth, and he felt more excited in his heart, he didn't want to say this, otherwise others would think he was a pervert.

"You know what? Although I have worked longer than you, this is the first time I have shot and killed. ”

Siobhan looked up and pursed his lips at Ethan, "I couldn't sleep yesterday, and I always had the scene in front of me. ”

"He was armed with a gun and you didn't have any choice."

"I know." Siobhan said something in a daze, then lowered his head again.

Ethan simply sat down on her desk "For some people, killing people is not an easy thing to do, but you don't question yourself because of this, think of Carly and Candy, you saved the lives of both of them." ”

"Don't worry, I'm fine," Siobhan nodded, squeezing a smile into him.

Ethan stood up and tried to go to the bathroom, only to see the spectacled motorcyclist standing outside the police station window yesterday, staring at them with a cold look in his eyes.

"Fack, Siobhan, be careful." Ethan pulled out his gun and chased him out.