Seeing Emmett's disgruntled look, Dean smiled.

"I don't like that either, but rules are rules, and given the situation at your police station, I don't think it's a problem to continue supervising."

"Officer Morgan, do you have anything to report?"

Ethan walked outside the cordon, took out a cigarette and tapped on the cigarette case, "Don't ask me, I've just arrived." ”

"I know you're unhappy with my existence, but we'll definitely investigate the suspicions about this kidnapping and the firefight that took place at the scrap metal processing plant."

"There's a special agent in the bureau, too, and he'll be here in a little while, and you'll have to be supervised by the FBI until he makes a decision."

Dean pulled away his guard and walked to the side of the dirt pit, and said in a tough tone, "So now, would anyone like to tell me what's going on here?" ”

Emmett glanced at Ethan, and had to say helplessly: "A few hunters found the body today, and then reported it." ”

"Judging by the degree of decomposition of the bodies, the coroner speculated that the men were buried for about 10-12 weeks after they were killed, and that the people who buried the bodies were in a hurry, digging only a shallow pit, which was dug out by the hunter's dog."

"Feel free to let me know if you have any problems." Dean had been in contact with this headless murder for a long time, and he had already seen it, and after covering his nose with a handkerchief and looking at it for a while, he got up and left.

......

After work, Ethan drove to Davis's Bar, where a closed sign was still hanging high.

He knocked on the door, and the wooden door quickly opened a crack.

"Why did you come here today? Don't have to go to the hospital anymore? ”

Garber saw that it was Ethan, let Ethan in, and then closed the door.

"It's Emmett's turn tonight, and the rabbit shouldn't dare to come back for the time being, and he's been the focus of the FBI since the firefight."

"Leave it to yourself," Jaber returned to his seat, looking at the laptop in front of him.

Ethan walked over to the bar, leaned in and pulled out a wine glass, walked over to Garber and pulled out a chair and sat down.

Garber picked up the bottle next to him and poured him half a glass of wine.

Ethan took a sip of his wine and pointed to the picture of the rabbit sitting in the car on the screen, and the FBI file was written above the picture.

"Any clues?"

"No, the rabbit hasn't been seen since he left Banshee Town." Jaber shook his head.

"That's a pity, Rabbit killed a dozen gunmen at once this time, and he was also wounded by Carly, if we can find his whereabouts at this time, maybe we can do something."

The two looked at the picture of the rabbit on the computer screen in silence, and after a while, Jarber looked at Ethan, picked up a file bag from the side, and threw it in front of Ethan.

"What is this?"

"Just open it and take a look."

Ethan shrugged his shoulders, put down his glass, untied the string from the file bag, tilted his hand, and a stack of photos slipped out of it.

He picked up the photo and looked at it, and his eyes suddenly became cold.

In this photo, all the images taken by the street surveillance camera are very blurry, and it is difficult to see the appearance if you are not a familiar person.

It can be seen from the photo that a person in the surveillance screen is fleeing in a hurry naked, and a man in a suit is chasing after him with a pistol, and passers-by on the street are dodging.

"I really can't see that you're in good shape."

"Fayu, I'm in better shape now, and my abs are hard."

Ethan clenched his fingers hard, and the photo in his hand was crumpled by him, but he didn't expect Jabber to be so skilled, and in just a few days, he found the roadside surveillance video of the predecessor being chased and killed.

Jaber reached over and rummaged through the photos on the table, taking out a photo and putting it on top.

"You see if it's this person, I've processed this picture, it looks a little clearer."

"That's him, there's nothing wrong with that."

Ethan looked at the avatar in the photo and nodded heavily, this bald man with a British accent, he remembered it very well.

"In the past few days, in addition to looking for the whereabouts of the rabbit, I have also confirmed what you said."

"I learned through my channels that the man in the photo is Quentin, who works for a money lender and specializes in collecting and solving troubles."

"Then I investigated the situation of this gang again, and only found one name, their leader is Raymond Walton Brantley, their slogan is that the account must be settled, once they went across several states to collect the bill for a thousand dollars, and I don't know how many people died in the middle."

Garber took a sip of his wine and continued:

"This Brantley had a new mistress a few months ago, and the original mistress is nowhere to be found."

"That is?" Ethan shook the picture in his hand.

"That's right, to put it simply, because of that woman, you're also on Brantley's bill, and it's the kind of account that has to be settled."

"How do I need to find this Brantley?"

"I'm trying to figure out a way to do this, but you also know that the whereabouts of this kind of person are the most mysterious, so it's very difficult, and I'll let you know when there's news."

Seeing Ethan drinking silently, Garber had to comfort him and said, "Don't worry, with us, even if Brantley comes to Banshee Town, he won't be pleased."

"Thanks, since we can't find this Brantley for the time being, let's focus on the rabbit first."

Speaking of the rabbit, Jaber also sighed heavily and turned his attention back to the computer.

......

When he got home, Ethan saw a car parked outside his house, saw Ethan's police car appear, and the occupants of the car pushed the door and walked out.

Ethan removed his hand from the handle of Glock's gun and said in surprise:

"Jenny, why are you here?"

It was Jenny Kendall who got out of the car, wearing a short skirt, a pink shirt, black-rimmed glasses, her hair coiled back, and a light makeup on her face.

"Good evening, Ethan."

Jenny smiled at him, then held up the tray in her hand.

"I've heard what happened at your police station, it's terrible, what's going on with Sheriff Hood now? Unexpectedly, he actually chose to use himself to exchange Carly's son back. ”

"Thank you for your concern, he's getting better, what are you?"

"This is the Italian pasta I made, last time I saw that you liked to eat it, so I made you a little and brought it to you."

Many Western women maintain the habit of shaving themselves in advance if they have an important date or want to make a good impression on the person they meet.

Looking at Jenny's smooth legs under the black short skirt, Ethan is not the first brother, of course, he can see what he means.

It's just that now things are complicated, and he really doesn't have the heart to provoke a married woman again.

Ethan pushed the door open and got out of the car, and he scratched his head helplessly.

Jenny's smile was a little forced, and she took a half-step back with her glasses.

"Don't you welcome me?"