Ethan noticed the surprised look from the Asian brother, and just smiled and shrugged.

"Boss."

Jean looked to the side, "Can you say something?" ”

Ethan understood, took a few steps to the side, and looked around the garage, leaving room for them to talk.

The room where the Asian brother Jean came out was his office and the storage of materials.

Next to it was a wide roller shutter, and judging by the marks on the ground, this place should have been a place that they frequented.

In the corner next to the roller shutter, there is a large iron cage.

Inside, there was a low bench that appeared to be a makeshift detention cell.

"Ethan."

After a while, Hank beckoned to him, "It's time for us to go up." ”

"Okay."

Ethan nodded at the Asian guy and went out with Hank from where he had come in.

Walking up the stairs, Hank told him the code and demonstrated it once before opening the wire mesh door.

Ethan asked, as he walked up:

"Why did they just look like that?"

"What expression?"

"Surprised, surprised?"

"I'm not smiling at everybody."

Hank said a word domineeringly and strode up the stairs.

On the wall at the corner of the staircase, there is a badge board, and dozens of badges with different patterns are pasted on the blackboard, which is very beautiful.

At the top of the staircase, three flags are erected.

The Star-Spangled Flag, the State Flag, and the City Flag, with a large map of Chicago on the wall next to the flag.

Walking up the stairs, a well-lit and more than 20-square-meter large room comes into view.

There are several desks on the left and right, and in the middle is a passage, which is divided into two rooms at the end of the passage.

In the empty space at the top left of the door of the room, a flag with the police department badge and the city flag of Chicago was nailed to remind visitors of what this place was.

"Smack."

Hank stood in front of the Chase Room and slapped his palms twice, "Everyone's attention." ”

"This is Ethan Morgan, the new detective in our group."

The few people who were chatting inside all stood up and looked at Ethan curiously.

Looking at the age, he is only twenty-three or fourteen years old, and it is rare to see such a young police detective.

Hank stepped forward and introduced Ethan.

"Detective Antonio Dawson."

Looks like a Hispanic, white male, in his thirties, wearing an army green V-neck T-shirt with a muscular build.

He has a dog tag on his chest, which he is supposed to have served in the army, and a stud ear on his left ear.

"Detective Julie White."

A white woman, with short blond hair, in her thirties, and a good look, but unfortunately, looking at the ring on her hand, she should be married.

"Detective Jay Hostend."

A white male, in his twenties, with short black hair, is also wearing a T-shirt, giving him a handsome look.

"Detective Ervin Olinsky."

The white male, who looked to be about fifty years old, was shriveled, had a stubble beard, a pencil in his mouth, and a duckbill hat on his head.

"Detective Erin Lindsay."

Caucasian female, in her twenties, brown to blonde hair, pretty looking, and a faint black mole on her cheeks.

As Hank introduces, Ethan quickly notes the characteristics of these men.

At the same time, he smiled and shook hands with them to say hello, and in the future, he would be the one who ate bibimbap in a pot.

Together with the Asian brothers Sheldon Jean and Hank, who were in charge of technical support just now, there are a total of eight people in the intelligence team of the 21st sub-bureau.

Knowing so many people at once, he was a little dizzy.

For them are all police detectives like himself, Ethan said that he understands that he has come up on an equal footing with the old fritters who have been mixed with others for many years, what other opinions can he have.

"This is your desk."

Hank walked over to an empty desk and knocked on it, with only a computer on it, "As you ask, let's go, let's go and sit down in my office first." ”

Ethan's desk was across from the fifty-something detective Erwin, in the corner.

With his back against the wall, there was a passage next to it, and I don't know what it was for.

However, between the passage and the desk, it is blocked by a filing cabinet, which is first-class, and he can see every move in the entire Chase room from that position.

Unless someone walks by, they can't see what he's doing on the computer.

Ethan was very satisfied with his position, and he would enjoy the life of fishing more in the future, and after glancing at it, he and Hank walked into the sheriff's office in the innermost part of the Chase room.

The room next to it is a pantry lounge.

There are coffee makers, refrigerators, sinks, tables and chairs and the like.

As soon as they walked into the sheriff's office, people outside immediately started gossiping.

"Hey, Antonio."

Horstead walked over to the table closest to the staircase: "Do you know that guy just now?" That table has been left for two months, but I didn't expect it to be reserved for this person. ”

"Don't ask me." Antonio sat down in his chair and looked at Erin, who was sitting next to him:

"Do you have anything to share?"

"Nope."

Erin shook her head, "Boyt didn't mention this person to me. ”

"Orlinsky."

Julie, who was sitting across from Antonio, looked back: "Do you know anything about the newcomer?" ”

Olinsky peeled the banana slowly and methodically, and smiled:

"I only know, you don't bully him at a young age, and give him the rules of a new person."

"Why not?"

Horstead said dissatisfiedly: "I bought you coffee for a week, and now I finally have a new person." ”

"Jay."

Olinski threw away the banana peel and said with a smile: "The one who can keep Hank at the table for two months." ”

"You just ask him to try running errands for you, I'm not going to do it anyway."

Horstead looked around, and Irene, Antonio, and Jolie all spread their hands, and he had to dismiss the thought.

Anyone who can be a police detective is not stupid.

However, it also made them curious about Ethan, and they didn't know where he came from.

After closing the door, sit down at the desk inside.

Hank opened the window and pulled out his cigarette: "Just like your own place, you're welcome." ”

"Thank you."

Ethan took the cigarette and lit it.

On the walls of the office, there are framed photographs of Hank receiving awards.

On the table, all kinds of documents are messed up.

"I'll tell you something straight."

Hank flicked off his cigarette ash and looked at Ethan: "Some time ago, I was able to get out of prison and get promoted, in addition to the help of Phillips and a group of old friends, I also made a deal with someone from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. ”

"I will get the resources of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and help them at the same time."

"But it's just a game I'm playing with them, and you don't think I'm a cop who betrays the police."

"You just know these words, I haven't mentioned them to anyone else."

Ethan nodded, indicating that he understood.

Thank you for the tip from the wild ghost No. 18 brother, thank you

(End of chapter)