Brock nodded, "Ethan is right. ”

"The question is, Procott is such a cautious person, do you think he will appear at the scene of independence?"

"Shall we apply for a search warrant then?" Emmett clenched his fist:

"Just take this place."

"It's just costing him a sum of money." Brock adjusted his sitting position and leaned back: "Believe it or not, in a week, he can find another place to work again." ”

Hood tapped his hand lightly on the table, and Sharp and Procott had no direct contact.

The red brick factory and the land where the factory is located are also operated through shell companies, so I didn't expect him to be so slippery.

He thought for a while, slowly tore up the information in his hand and said:

"You don't have to apply for a search warrant, and you don't have to do anything about this factory."

"After taking out this den, it will be easy for Procott to change places, and it will be very troublesome for us to find it again, at least this place is in our hands now."

"Now that we have mastered this den, we will find a way to find more evidence that can be related to him in the future."

Everyone nodded, and after two days of busy work, they still couldn't catch Procott's handle, and they couldn't help but be a little depressed.

Seeing them like this, Hood quickly clapped his hands: "Guys, you don't need to be like this. ”

"This is Procott, and we've already gained a lot."

"Like Brock said, this is a war, not a battle."

"As long as we work hard in that direction, we will definitely reap the rewards."

After speaking, Hood took out his wallet, took out a piece of Franklin and handed it to Brock, "Go to Miles' Restaurant to buy something to eat, I'll treat you to afternoon tea." ”

With a smile on his face, Brock took the money and walked out of the office.

Emmett was about to follow Brock out when he was stopped by Hood.

Emmett stopped and looked at Hood in confusion: "Sheriff, is there anything else?" ”

Hood stood up and said with a serious face:

"I should apologize to you for yesterday's incident, and I shouldn't talk about your family, I'm sorry."

Emmett waved his hand and said with a smile on his face:

"It's okay, I didn't take it to heart."

"I've seen a lot of this kind of person, and since I was a child, this kind of discrimination has never stopped."

"Do you know what makes me happiest?"

Seeing that Emmett didn't take things to heart, Hood breathed a sigh of relief:

"What is it?"

Emmett winked at him: "Every time these people who discriminate against me are brought down by me, it is my happiest moment." ”

Hood smiled dumbly, and Ethan also stood up and bumpered with Emmett:

"Man, we'll clean up these together in the future."

"Of course."

Emmett saw that Ethan was okay and smiled and closed the door to the sheriff's office.

"You can't fool me with that nonsense."

Ethan walked over to the desk and sat down, picked up the torn paper, looked at it a few times, tossed it aside, and said:

"According to your character, you should go and apply for a search warrant right away, and I can't wait to go over and finish Procot's den tonight."

"You're right." Hood glanced out the window.

Brock had gone to the Myers restaurant to buy something, and Emmett was in his seat.

He opened the drawer, took out a piece of paper and handed it to Ethan, "This is the information I collected last night, you can take a look." ”

Ethan took the paper, which was full of documents from Procott's trial in previous years.

Hood stretched out his hand and nodded at a few key places above, and said with a playful expression:

"The verdict above is all in favor of Procott."

Ethan shook the paper: "You mean the judge accepted Procott's bribe"

Hood nodded slightly: "Maybe we will apply to the judge for a search warrant on the front foot, and Procott will receive the news on the back foot." ”

"By the time we went to search, the contents had already been emptied, and he wouldn't lose anything."

Ethan folded the paper and handed it back to Hood:

"And what are your plans?"

Hood put the paper back in the drawer, then took off the badge on his chest and threw it on the table, the silver pentagonal badge turning a few times.

"Do you remember the advice you gave me?"

Hood raised an eyebrow and continued: "There is more than one way to clean up Procott, the police have tried it, now try my way, I am going to send his nest to the sky and make him lose a lot." ”

"Okay." Ethan nodded:

"But now is not the time to do it."

"I understand this." Hood looked at the door of the police station, and Brock walked in with a large pile of desserts.

"I'll talk about it after a while, doing it now is equivalent to loudly announcing in the ears of Brock and a few others that I did it."

The corners of Ethan's mouth curled, and his fingers tapped lightly on the table:

"Patience is a virtue."

In the morning, the biological clock woke Ethan as usual.

He went to the bathroom in a daze, brushed his teeth and took a shower, then went to the cloakroom and reached for his hanging uniform.

As soon as he touched the dark blue town police uniform, he remembered that he had been on vacation for the past few days.

The people in their police station take turns on vacation, although they are in a small town, but they do dangerous and high-intensity work, and there is not enough rest, and ordinary people can't resist.

Even if Ethan can resist going to work continuously, the police department's system does not allow it.

Thinking that he didn't have to go to work, Ethan patted his head, then walked back to the bed, slumping heavily on the bed.

In less than a minute, he bounced out of bed again, and after some bathing and tossing, he was completely sleepless.

Ethan went straight to the kitchen and opened the fridge to pull out a carton of eggs.

Pour oil into the pan, and when the oil is warm, he quickly beats six eggs into it.

Soon, the egg solidifies.

Feeling that the heat was almost over, Ethan grabbed the handle of the pan and tossed it easily.

The omelet flew into the air, flipped over perfectly, and then landed.

Ethan put the pot back on the stovetop and walked to the side.

He sighed, picked up a broom and a garbage shovel, and cleaned up the omelette that had fallen on the ground.

After breakfast, Ethan walked to the tool room wearing a pair of big pants and a basketball shirt.

In the tool room, he cleaned up a corner.

There were fishing tools he had sorted out on it, and he walked to the small pier with a six-meter-three fishing rod and a bucket full of miscellaneous items.

After leisurely arriving at the small pier, I found that the place was just caught in the early morning sun.

He had to change his position and go under a big tree with a swing.

The roots of the trees here bulge, spreading to the water's edge and deep into the dirt.

Looking up, the branches and leaves are all high.

There are no small miscellaneous trees next to it, so there is no risk of hanging the line.

He looked left and right, put down what he was holding, and ran back into the room to get a small bench

A gust of wind blew, and Ethan sat down on the small bench and found the string set from the bucket to get busy.

(End of chapter)