The next morning.

After going to work, Ethan went straight to the sheriff's office.

After closing the door, he handed Hank the piece of paper he had torn off the previous night.

Hank took the paper in confusion and looked down.

Ethan sat down in his chair and lit a cigarette.

After a while, Hank looked up in surprise: "Silencer, where did you find his information?" ”

Ethan raised his eyebrows: "You know this person?" ”

"Of course."

Hank put down the notebook: "This silencer has been on the Chicago Police Department's wanted list for many years, and the informant bonus on him has been as high as 100,000 dollars." ”

"Extortion, robbery, organizing the sale of silver, and selling independence, there is nothing he does not do."

"Is your information reliable?"

Ethan narrowed his eyes and flicked the ashes of his cigarette: "Don't worry, the information provided by my informant will not be false, her son has been controlled and used as a tool for transporting unique products." ”

"Yours friend, too, right?" Hank knocked on the table.

"That's right, besides, help me get her on the informant list." A smile tugged at the corner of Ethan's mouth.

This bonus can only be received if you enter the informant list.

"Small."

Hank handed him back the paper and said excitedly, "I talked to him about the silencer, but I couldn't capture him." ”

"Next, raise your case to the first priority."

"There's a picture of the silencer in the database, let Jean find it out, you can sort it out, and have a brief meeting."

"Okay." Ethan extinguished the cigarette butt and picked up the notebook paper and stood up.

When it comes to a criminal gang, there is only a limit to what you can do alone, even if you rush to the door and kill everyone.

Now the focus of the matter is to free the controlled child.

It is very important to gather the strength at hand.

Ten minutes later, Jane will begin.

Ethan pasted the printed photo on the whiteboard, and it showed a cute little boy:

"Danny, ten years old."

"According to the clues I have now, he was controlled by this criminal gang nicknamed Silencer, and used as a tool for transporting unique products."

He also pasted a photo of a black man, and the person in the photo was expressionless and exuded a fierce temperament.

"This is the silencer."

"Fake."

Antonio cursed in a low voice, attracting everyone's attention.

"I dealt with him five years ago when I was in the Gang Investigation Division."

He rolled up his sleeves and showed a scar the size of a copper coin: "This thing is a memento left to me by his subordinates." ”

Those present, with the exception of Rusek, were no strangers to this scarring.

It is only after being shot by a bullet that this kind of mark can be left.

Now it seems that it is a new hatred and an old hatred, Ethan nodded at him and continued:

"Danny wasn't the only controlled child he had in his hands, according to the information provided by the informant, there were at least five or six."

"They used their unique products to control a group of single-parent families."

"This is a criminal network that coerces mothers to stand on the street and children transport unique goods."

"Out of concern for the safety of the children, adults did not dare to call the police, and they were also controlled by others with their own products, and they were powerless to resist."

Erin looked at the whiteboard with a solemn expression:

"So where do we start?"

"My informant doesn't have access to the silencer, only that he is the head of the back."

Ethan pasted the last photo in his hand, and in the photo, it was also a black man.

He has a small head and a scar at the corner of his eye.

"This man's name is Snyder, and he's the muffler's deputy, and he's in charge of running the network, and he's arranging a monthly opportunity for the family to meet."

"According to the information provided by the informant, almost every night, he would go to a nightclub called Colored Bats."

"We need to go to this nightclub to gather intelligence."

Ethan tapped the whiteboard with a pen: "Record all the people who appeared around him and carry out an investigation, and find the place where those children are hiding as soon as possible." ”

Everyone nodded, this is also their usual way of solving cases.

Follow the vine and follow the past.

This is no ordinary violent criminal, you can't come up and arrest people, if they find out that they are being targeted, the fate of those children can be imagined.

"Volunteers are needed now."

Ethan spread his hands: "Who is with me to the nightclub to spy on Snyder and search for information?" ”

"Me."

"Let me come."

Except for Hank and Olinsky, several other people raised their hands in unison, this is a nightclub at public expense, which is much more comfortable than squatting in the car to monitor.

Ethan rolled his eyes at the few people who were staring at him.

Antonio is a person with a wife and children, so what a lot of fun.

"Rusek."

Ethan stretched out his hand to him, "How much do you drink?" ”

You have to act in a full set, and when you go to a nightclub, you can't hang around with a bottle of beer.

"Don't worry."

Rusek smiled and slapped his chest thumping: "No problem at all." ”

"That's you."

He had just come out of the police academy, he didn't smell like a police officer, and he was about the same age as himself, so it was just right to go to these places.

"No matter what happens this time, we must get those children out."

Hank stood up and walked to the middle to conclude: "Prison is the best place for these people who use children to commit crimes, and everyone cheers up. ”

"Roger."

The crowd replied in unison.

This kind of organized crime against children has always been fought with the harshest means.

At night.

The Dodge challenger stopped on the side of the street, and Ethan pressed his ear: "Is the signal normal?" ”

"Normal."

Antonio's voice came from his ears: "The image is also clear. ”

"Okay."

Ethan pulled the handbrake and looked to the side.

Rusek's bag used hair wax to get a hairstyle on his head, and he looked a little more handsome than usual.

"Get out of the car."

He shook his head and pushed the door open and walked towards the nightclub around the corner.

"Okay." Rusek straightened his hair in the mirror and hurriedly got out of the car.

"Huh."

A whistle sounded in his ears, and Horstead's envious voice sounded: "Are you guys taking pickles by the way?" ”

Ethan was wearing a black casual suit, and he looked tall and handsome.

"It's all about work."

Russec laughed, not handsome enough, the hairstyle was made up, and the oily hair was combed properly.

Not far from the corner, an Iveco is parked.

The windows were dark, and the people inside could not be seen, and Antonio and several of them sat inside, assisting in the investigation.

The tiny camera attached to his chest was a little awkward, and he straightened his clothes and strode forward.

Outside the nightclub in front of you, there is a long queue.

Girls of all skin tones, dressed up in their sexiest outfits, make a show in the team.

The advertising curtain wall above is made of multicolored broken glass to form a huge bat, and the neon lights on it look particularly dazzling.

"Ethan."

Rusek quickly followed him: "Where are you going, the line is behind." ”

"Queue?"

Ethan smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I don't like to queue up in this kind of place." ”

(End of chapter)