As he moved, there was a heavy swallowing sound next to him.

Frank followed him and took a long sip of beer, he was very well-behaved and didn't put his hand on whiskey.

Ethan put down the empty glass and looked at Frank:

"What did you just call me?"

Frank scratched his head and said suspiciously, "My friend? ”

"So, friend."

Ethan knocked on the bar: "Please." ”

"Mamma Mia."

Next to Frank sat a bald, thin man, who looked at Frank with shiny eyes, "You're really out of shit luck." ”

He hurriedly greeted Ethan: "Hello, my friend. ”

"Why don't you go home to Falk yourself."

Frank pushed the bald thin man away and turned his head to look at Ethan: "I'm sorry, this person is so shameless, he wants to come over and get a hand when he sees some benefits, I despise such people." ”

Ethan smiled and picked up a bullet cup.

Frank didn't bother to speak, and followed him as he poured down cup after cup.

Soon, eighteen glasses of whiskey were swept away by the two of them.

Ethan waved his finger and asked Evan to do another round.

Between the cups and the glasses, the atmosphere in the bar is becoming more and more lively, and there is a woman's laughter behind him.

Ethan turned his head, and not far behind him, several sexy-dressed women were laughing.

A blonde woman in an off-the-shoulder bandeau skirt took her friend into her arms, poured whiskey into her mouth with a smile, and shouted happily:

"This glass of wine is mine."

Lying on the lap of a woman in a bandeau skirt was a red-haired woman with slender legs.

Noticing Ethan's gaze, the woman in the bandeau bit her lip at him.

Ethan raised an eyebrow and raised his glass.

"Come on, drink."

Frank's drunken voice rang out as he slammed the bullet cup into Ethan's and drank it dry.

"Okay, drink, drink."

Ethan smiled and turned around and poured the whiskey into his mouth.

"Hey, handsome guy."

Footsteps rang out, and someone tapped him on the shoulder.

"Hey."

Realizing that it was the red-haired woman who had just laid down to drink, Ethan smiled back.

"Did you see my friend?"

The red-haired woman pointed back with a smile and a bandeau skirt that raised her wine glass at the right time:

"She seems to be teasing everyone, but I know, she's got a crush on you, would she be interested in having a drink with us?"

Ethan looked at the bandeau skirt, the scale was not small.

Under the table, a pair of long white legs overlapped together, shaking slightly.

"It's my pleasure."

Ethan picked up a glass of whiskey and offered it to the red-haired woman, "But I have a small question. ”

"Just ask."

The red-haired woman drank the whiskey in one gulp, her tongue flexing over the rim of the glass.

Frank next to him was stunned, and he hurriedly took a sip of the wine.

Ethan looked at the red-haired woman's convex figure and asked with a smile, "Shall I have a drink with your friends, or with the two of you?" ”

"If you can handle two, I'm fine."

The red-haired woman stretched out her fingers and tugged back and forth on his arm, her eyes watery.

Ethan reached out and grabbed her thin waist, leaned into her ear and whispered, "Why don't we skip the step of drinking?" ”

The moist breath poured into her ears, and the red-haired woman trembled.

She winked at Ethan and walked briskly to her seat.

"Frank, Evan."

Ethan stood up and hugged the two girls who came over with their bags: "It's nice to meet you, and we can drink together when we have time." ”

"Shet."

Evan put his palm on his forehead enviously and waved vigorously: "You lucky guy." ”

"Uh-huh."

Frank busily poured the remaining whiskey into his mouth, and the chick pecked at the rice.

Ethan smiled at the two of them and walked out of the bar with the two women in his arms, and a moment later the roar of the Dodge challenger rang out.

The headlights flashed twice and quickly disappeared into the street.

The next morning, Ethan felt the roundness in his hand and slapped the blonde woman on the buttocks.

"Don't you have to go to work?"

The red-haired woman raised her head and moved her sore mouth: "There is still an hour and a half, and there is still time." “

With that, she buried her head again.

"It's my turn." The blonde woman said dissatisfied.

"Grab what to rob."

Ethan picked up the cigarette case from the bedside table, took out a cigarette and lit it: "Isn't it okay to go together?" ”

"Oh."

The blonde woman pouted and leaned down.

Ethan lit a cigarette and looked at the ceiling, where two nimble snakes swam back and forth on his body.

An hour later, the two women hurried away with sore legs and feet.

Ethan whistled into the bathroom, and the sound of rushing water rang out.

After taking a shower, according to the address sent by text message, he went to a psychological clinic that has a partnership with the police department.

After the boring and boring psychotherapy is over, the administrative vacation is officially opened.

In the past few days, in addition to going to the supermarket to buy a lot of daily necessities, I am driving around the streets of Chicago.

I've seen Lake Michigan and seen the spectacular city skyline.

A few days later, after an investigation by the relevant authorities, there were no violations regarding the shooting at Chicago's Union Station.

Ethan also ended his vacation and officially returned to work at the police station.

It's just the first day back on the job, and it's not very pleasant.

Dressed in full uniform and wearing a large-brimmed silver checkered hat on his head, Ethan stood in the corner of the cemetery.

Around him, all his colleagues were wearing dark blue police uniforms, with solemn expressions.

The melodious sound of bagpipes echoes in your ears.

Julie's funeral is underway, and as her husband tears off the blue sticker from the stele, all she has left in the city is a name engraved on the stele.

At the end of the ceremony, Ethan and his colleagues from the Intelligence Group lined up to shake hands with Julie's husband.

After a few words of mourning, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If given the chance, he would not want to go through such a thing again.

But he knew in his heart that it was impossible.

Ethan shook his car keys and walked out of the cemetery with the crowd.

In the past few days, his mobile vehicle has also been applied for by Hank, which is a black Cadillac CTS with hidden police lights inside.

Ethan became a valued Cadillac owner.

"Hey, can I ride in your car?"

Erin walked quickly to Ethan's side, she was wearing a full dark blue police uniform and a wide-brimmed police hat, and she looked particularly heroic.

"Absolutely."

Ethan hesitated and handed her the key.

To his surprise, Erin pushed back: "This is your car, you can drive it." ”

Starting the vehicle, Ethan followed the convoy and headed towards the police station.

A new car is a new car, and it's particularly silky smooth to handle.

But the air in the car was not very silky, and after a moment of silence, Erin asked, "Have you seen Julie's family?" ”

"See."

Ethan shrugged his shoulders: "For them, this time should be very painful. ”

"That's right."

Erin snapped her nails and looked out the window.

Not only is Julie's family having a hard time, but in the past few days when Ethan is away, the atmosphere in the intelligence team has been very depressing, and Antonio has not been able to lift his spirits.

After saying goodbye just now, his mental state was better.

Seeing Erin's listless appearance, Ethan turned the steering wheel and said, "There's what you want in the storage compartment." ”

"What is it?"

Erin reached out and opened the storage compartment: "Don't lie to me again. ”

(End of chapter)