"Xavier Green."

In the interrogation room, Antonio slammed a folder onto the table:

"Let me be clear, you're not our target."

"We're not interested in your street vendors at all, you should know what we're looking for."

The big old black man who was arrested just now had his mouth tightly closed, just looking at him in a daze.

"Now, we're going to give you a condition."

Antonio sat down across from him: "You tell us who the next target of those Colombians is, and we will not prosecute you for trafficking in independence." ”

"It's a great deal for you."

"What do you think?"

"I don't do any deals with the police." Green stared at Antonio coldly: "I don't believe the words that come out of the policeman's mouth either, I don't believe a word." ”

"Bang."

Julie slapped the table, "Are you an idiot?" We're here to save your lives. ”

"You don't need to bother about this, you don't need to save it."

Green also slapped his hands on the table, squinted his eyes and said, "When those Colombians come to the door, my buddy will be ready." ”

Antonio opened the folder that had been slumped on the desktop and took out all the photos inside.

The photos of beheadedness and miserable death are spread out in front of this old black, and they look particularly impactful.

"I know you're ready."

Antonio tapped the photos: "I believe they felt ready before they died." ”

"Shet."

Seeing the tragic situation of Leif and Cooper, the old black mouth of this big old man named Green trembled.

He's just a street vendor, and he's seen it there.

"Bet or not."

Ethan looked at Rusek next to him: "He'll tell you about it right away." ”

Before Russec could speak, Green closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Shane Cameron, this is the person you are looking for." ”

"He went into hiding yesterday, in a cheap hotel in Addison."

"Put the picture away, thank you."

Successfully asked for clues, and several of them quickly returned to the Odori room.

Antonio told Hank what he had learned and waited for him to set it up.

"Everybody's got their gear up."

Hank clapped his hands and said, "Let's go communicate with Shane Cameron first, use him as bait, and catch the people sent by Octopus." ”

Less than ten minutes after I came back, I had to go out again.

This rhythm is indeed different from before.

The others seemed to be used to this, and made their way downstairs to the garage, where Ethan and Rusek hurriedly grabbed their things and kept up with them.

Ten minutes later, several cars pulled up behind an apartment building.

Everyone got out of the car and gathered around Hank.

Hank looked at Antonio, "Block B on the second floor, right?" ”

"That's right."

"Okay." Hank nodded: "You and Julie go upstairs and communicate with Cameron, and say that we are here to help him." ”

"No problem."

Antonio beckoned Julie and walked around the front door.

They are action partners, usually two people act, Erin and Horstead are also action partners, but because of Ethan, Erin has been taking him to familiarize himself with the environment for the past two days.

Just as Hank and the rest of the people were discussing the deployment of the operation, two cars quickly drove next to him.

Inspector Biardon of the Violent Crime Unit got out of the car in front of him.

Hank thought they were here to help, and stepped forward: "Inspector, we can handle it here, if he's upstairs, I'll let you know." ”

"Who's upstairs?"

Superintendent Bildon scratched his short blonde hair and asked, puzzled.

"Shane Cameron." Hank spreads his hands:

"I sent you the information."

"I don't know what you're talking about, we're tracking a car."

Inspector Bildon crossed his waist with one hand and looked at several people behind Hank:

"The decapitated Cooper, we compared the license plate of the vehicle that left the crime scene and found a black car with a major suspicion."

"According to the tip, the vehicle is coming near here."

Hank's eyes narrowed, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Why didn't I receive this news, this is a joint investigation, you can't always hide clues from me." ”

Byrdon shrugged: "Maybe I was careless." ”

Seeing him like this, several members of the firing group pursed their mouths.

Failure to communicate key clues will not only cause a waste of manpower and material resources, but also make the operation full of danger.

"Antonio."

Hank's eyes seemed to be able to breathe fire, and he glared at this Inspector Baildon viciously, picked up the walkie-talkie, and said hurriedly:

"Terminate the operation, retreat."

"The octopus, perhaps, is already inside this building, retreat."

Putting down the walkie-talkie, Hank was about to say something to Baildon.

"Bang bang."

A few gunshots rang out from upstairs.

When the people of the intelligence group heard the gunshots, their faces suddenly changed.

"Emergency assistance is needed, police officers have been shot."

Over the intercom, Antonio's anxious roar was heard.

Hank glared angrily at Bildon and yelled, "Ethan, Olinsky, go up with me, and the others disperse." ”

Everyone gave an angry look at Bildon and quickly ran towards several key points around the building.

"Fake."

Baildden also scolded in a low voice and quickly drew his pistol.

He's happy to cause trouble for Hank, but he doesn't want to see a police officer get shot because of it.

When Hank shouted, Ethan quickly pulled out the python and ran in the direction where Antonio and the two of them had just left.

Soon they went around to the front door, from which civilians ran down the stairs in a panic.

"Chicago Police."

Ethan shouted, pushed his aunt away, and quickly ran up the stairs.

Arriving on the second floor, Antonio pressed Julie's neck with an anxious expression, blood oozing from between his fingers.

He saw Ethan rushing up and hurriedly waved his pistol:

"Over there."

Ethan looked at the door that had been punched a few holes by the gun, and kicked it in the lock.

"Bang."

The door slammed inside, and the dust slammed down.

Without searching one room, he made a bend down the hallway and quickly lunged inside.

In the innermost bedroom, a corpse lay on the floor.

There was also a machete next to it, and it didn't have time to get bloody.

The killer had fled outside, making it extremely difficult for him to track down, and now there were spots of light everywhere outside.

Ethan threw himself to the window and looked out.

On the sidewalk, a man in a leather suit raised a gun at him.

"Bang."

Ethan dodged quickly, and the window glass next to him exploded.

Looking out again, the man got into a black Audi and fled.

He glanced at the fire staircase and bent over the window.

"Bang."

With a muffled thud, Ethan jumped to the ground along the fire staircase.

Blue police lights flickered, and Erin and Horstead drove their cars towards the place where the gunshots rang out.

(End of chapter)