Ten minutes later, the two of them came to the back of a red brick factory.

Several patrol cars have been parked here, fenced off with a police cordon, and a white SUV in the middle.

Ethan jumped out of the car and displayed his police badge.

The patrol officer in charge of maintaining the scene pulled up the cordon, and he and Hank got inside.

"Irene."

Ethan greeted her: "What's the catch." ”

"That's the guy we're looking for." Erin tapped on the notebook: "This driver has worked for a medical supply company in Toronto for seventeen years. ”

"The boxes we found today for those insulins are products from that company, and he transports them."

The tailgate of the SUV opened, and it was empty, and all the cargo was missing.

Ethan walked around to the driver's seat, where a middle-aged white man in a coat was lying on the steering wheel, a small hole in his forehead, and blood splattered everywhere in the cab.

Ethan looked at it: "Is this the driver?" ”

"That's right."

Erin followed behind him and spread her hands: "No criminal record, good credit, customs clearance." ”

"This guy is a law-abiding citizen, not like a smuggler at all."

"Please."

Ethan glanced back at her: "I just want him to have a good record of everything, and if I were the leader of the gun dealers, I would definitely not find someone with a bad record to do this kind of work." ”

"You have a point."

Erin spread her hands and shrugged her shoulders: "I can't refute it." ”

Pulling disposable gloves from his pocket and placing them on his hands, Ethan pulled the door open to check the cab.

There was nothing special in it, and on the cup holder next to the stall, there was a cup of coffee.

A touch of red caught his attention, different from the color of blood.

Reaching for the coffee cup, he spun around for half a circle.

A faint lipstick print appears in front of you.

"Irene."

Ethan shouted, then picked up his coffee cup.

He shook it a few times, there was still a small half cup of coffee left in it, opened the lid and smelled it, there was a strong aroma, it should have been bought today.

"What's wrong?"

Erin walked over quickly.

"It looks like our driver didn't come alone." Ethan handed her the cup: "Find this lady, I'm sorry for you." ”

Erin clasped her hands to her chest: "Why don't you do these things." ”

"First, I'm treating you to a snack today."

Ethan raised his eyebrows: "Second, I'll be a guest at Antonio's house tonight, and I'll buy gifts, it's always okay, right?" ”

"Deal."

When Erin heard that she didn't have to spend her own money, she smiled happily and quickly took the cup.

Ethan likes to be hands-on and is too lazy to look into these headaches.

"Antonio, what about them?"

Seeing no one else, Hank searched the body alone, and found nothing, Ethan took off his gloves and asked:

"Why are you the only one here?"

"There was also a shooting in another place, where three people died, and according to the information provided by the patrol police, it is likely that the killer used this bullet."

Erin shook her head and said, "They rushed over to check." ”

"Okay."

Ethan took a few steps back and took a look around the entire crime scene.

The gunman was very clean, this is behind an abandoned factory building, and there should be no surveillance.

Abandoned factories like this on Chicago's South Side are everywhere and are also a high incidence of crime.

"Detective."

A crisp voice came from the side: "Can you tell me, do you have any discoveries?" ”

Turning around, two patrol officers, a man and a woman, were standing not far behind him, Burgess's big eyes flickering.

"Hey."

Ethan greeted the two of them, "Erin asked you to come and search, right?" ”

"That's right, I found the body as soon as I got here."

Atwater was the first to reply: "But we didn't find the surveillance, we walked around, and there were no witnesses." ”

"Thank you for your hard work."

Ethan nodded with a smile, spread his hands and said, "The gunman's movements are very clean, and there are no clues. ”

"But I found a coffee cup in the car with lipstick marks on it."

"Maybe it can bring us new breakthroughs."

Hearing what Ethan said, Burgess and Atwater nodded repeatedly, their eyes full of excitement.

"Thank you."

Burgess suddenly had a lot more affection for Ethan, and didn't think he was a jerk anymore, and she smiled and said, "Very few people will tell us that. ”

"Come on, everyone is from the patrol."

Ethan nodded at the two of them and walked towards Hank, leaving behind two scrappy and enthusiastic patrolmen.

"You know what?"

Atwater bumped Burgess on the shoulder: "I asked someone to read the cowboy detective's information, and he is actually younger than the two of us. ”

"Cowboy Detective?" Burgess simply ignored the issue of age.

"The shot fired at Union Station."

Atwater scratched his face and said enviously: "In the past few days, people from other bureaus have called me to inquire about the news of the cowboy detectives. ”

"The next time I find a chance, I'll have to ask Detective Morgan to give him that gun for me to play with."

"If you let Detective Morgan give him the gun you play."

Burgess snickered, "I promise he'll give you a punch." ”

"Damn it."

Atwater angrily shoved Burgess's shoulder: "Girl, where do you want to go, I should find you a boyfriend." ”

No further evidence was found at the scene, so they returned to the police station.

Erin inquired through the information of the immigration department and found that the driver entered the country with his wife today, and had contacted the driver's wife and asked her to come to the police station.

An hour later, footsteps sounded in the stairwell, and Antonio and the others walked up:

"Confirmed, it's that kind of bullet."

Antonio showed Ethan the bag of evidence, which contained a deformed warhead:

"What did you find?"

Ethan took a bite of beef jerky and sorted out the information in his hand: "Erin contacted the wife of the driver who delivered the arms, and she went out to pick up people. ”

Speaking of Irene, Erin will be there in a moment.

She led a sad-looking woman up to the second floor, greeted Ethan, and walked towards the interrogation room.

Ethan picked up the materials and hurried to follow them.

As soon as she sat down in her chair, the middle-aged white woman with big brown waves in front of her sobbed: "Who the hell did it to kill George for a cart of insulin." ”

"Wailiankov, I'm sorry what you're going through now."

Ethan's fingers tapped lightly on the interrogation table, "The most important thing now is to find out who killed your husband." ”

"Does he have any enemies?"

"Someone who can do this kind of thing." The Wailiankov sobbed and said:

"Not a single one."

"George is a good guy, why did this happen to him."

Erin pulled out a pack of tissues from her pocket, pulled out one and handed it to her, "Please remember what happened today, anything that can help us." ”

(End of chapter)