A moment later, there was a knock on the door, and Brock and Emmett walked in.

"The transcripts are almost done, and we have nothing to gain."

Brock continued, "Did Proctor and Rebecca provide any clues?" ”

Ethan threw Hood's cigarette case away, "No, they're looking for Solomon, too." ”

Brock caught it and sat down on the couch, "Shall we get the state police to help us search?" ”

Hood shook his head, "It's not a simple disappearance case now, Solomon and Lana were more or less related, and now we need to find clues on Lana's murder." ”

At this time, Siobhan hurriedly walked in with his notebook: "I have a clue here." ”

"Say it quickly." Hood stood up.

Siobhan poked the notebook in his hand with a pen, and then spoke:

"Lana's sister told me something just now, the deceased Lana Corliry had an ex-boyfriend."

"Her ex-boyfriend's name is Tommy Ritterstone, a member of the Chino tribe, and Tommy used to send threatening emails to Lana when he found out that he was dating an Amish boy after he broke up with him."

Brock's hand shook a little, the soot fell, and he said in a dry voice:

"This Tommy Ritterstone can't be Cheton Ritterstone's brother, right?"

Siobhan nodded, "I just checked, it's Cheton's brother." ”

Hood scratched his face with his fingers, "Is that the big guy who showed up at the crime scene today?" ”

"That's right." Brock licked his dry lips and said:

"Cheton is no ordinary gangster, he is an old-fashioned man who pays great attention to the purity of the Aboriginal blood, and does not allow gang members to marry foreigners."

"I don't think it would be nice if he found out that his brother's ex-girlfriend was dating an Amish boy."

Ethan bit down on the cigarette butt and grinned.

"What are you laughing at?" Siobhan also picked up a cigarette.

Ethan put away his smile, "Although this is a tragedy, I don't know if you have noticed today, when Lana's friend said that Solomon was Lana's dating partner, Bowman reacted excitedly. ”

The Amish are also extremely conservative, and are strictly forbidden to associate with foreigners.

Now it is a collision between two old schools, but this forbidden love brings about the death of one and the absence of the other.

Brock sighed helplessly, "That's why I told you last night that you were in trouble, and now the natives will definitely take revenge on the Amish." ”

Siobhan continued, "Lana's sister also told me just now, and now Tommy Ritstone is an official member of the Red Bones, and given this, I think this Tommy is seriously suspicious. ”

Hood stood up and grabbed his duty belt, "Then it seems that we need to talk to this Tommy Ritterstone now."

"Oh, sheriff, wait a minute."

Emmett stretched out his hand to stop Hood and said with a cautious expression, "We don't have any jurisdiction over the Chino tribe, and we can't do anything in the residency without a federal search warrant." ”

Brock sat on the couch and smoked a cigarette in silence, knowing that such rules were useless to Hood.

He was just wondering if he should go with him to wade into the troubled waters.

Sure enough, Hood shrugged his shoulders and looked at the crowd.

Emmett didn't know so "What do you want to say?" ”

Hood shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's okay, I'm thinking about how many of us have a better relationship with the FBI and can apply for a federal search warrant." ”

They looked at each other awkwardly, and unceremoniously said that several of them were now in the middle of the inspection period.

It's a good thing that Racine, the F.B.I.'s special agent, doesn't give them trouble, let alone applying for a federal search warrant.

After Hood buckled his belt, he looked at the few people who did not move, and said with a smile:

"I don't care much about that warrant, of course, you decide whether you want to go or not, I'll wait for you outside for three minutes."

After Hood left, there was silence in the office.

Ethan snuffed out the cigarette butt and walked out, and Siobhan hurriedly followed.

Now only Emmett and Brock are left in the sheriff's office.

Emmett leaned against the wall with her hands on her chest, her head lightly touching the wall.

"We're a team."

Brock gulped down on his cigarette. "I know that."

Emmett stopped hitting the wall, "Now that a girl has been killed and a boy is missing, I don't allow myself to stand idly by." ”

Brock's expression was tangled, and he didn't speak.

Emmett straightened up, sorted out her gear, and strode out.

Ethan sat on his Victorian Crown, and when Siobhan got into the car, he asked nervously:

"Do you think they're going to come out?"

"I don't know." Ethan shook his head, "Whatever choice they make, I can understand that. ”

Ethan knew the thoughts of FBI special agent Racine, who was so bent on catching rabbits that he would not take such a small case that happened locally to heart.

If necessary, Racine will also take the initiative to help suppress it.

So he doesn't care at all, but it's Emmett, although the sheriff takes the lead, but they also have to take a certain risk.

"I thought you'd think about it." Ethan looked at Siobhan.

"You stood up, didn't you?" Siobhan said in a firm tone, "I also promised Sister Lana that I would help her find the murderer." ”

"Don't worry, with me, you'll be fine." Ethan scratched her hand.

At this moment, Emmett pushed open the glass door and strode over.

Ethan reached out of the window and punched him, and Emmett opened the back door and sat down.

"Where's Brock?" Ethan asked looking back.

"Give him some time, I'm sure he'll come back." Emmett clenched her hands into fists and looked nervously at the door of the police station.

After a few more moments, Ethan nodded to Hood and started the vehicle.

The glass door of the police station was pushed open, and Brock appeared in the doorway, relieved to see that several of them were still waiting for him.

"You bastards aren't trying to leave me, are you?" He slapped Ethan's hood, "Without me, you wouldn't even be able to find the Red Bones there."

"Of course, you're our backbone."

Ethan was also very happy to see him come out, smiling and high-fived him.

Brock lifted his belt in satisfaction, then pulled Hood's co-pilot and slipped in.

Emmett happily rubbed her broad palm.

"Let's go, let's move our muscles."

The two police cars drove quickly along the road, and after a while, they entered the territory of the Chino tribe settlement.

Ethan slowed down and looked at the tall sign next to the intersection.

"You've entered the Chino Indian Reservation."

"Warning: No hunting without tribal permission."

He and Siobhan glanced at each other, then stepped on the gas pedal to follow Hood's car in front of him.

After driving forward for half an hour, I saw some people.

Scattered wooden houses, idle aborigines gather around burning garbage heaps and drink alcohol.

When the people of the Chino tribe saw the vehicles of the Banshee Town Police Station driving in, many of them stood up and cast wary glances.

Several people playing basketball on the dirt floor on the side of the road stopped, and one of them grabbed the basketball and smashed it hard, and the basketball hit the car with a muffled bang.

"Welcome to the Residency." Siobhan said silently on the side.

(End of chapter)