Brother Curly was pinched by him and grinned, but he didn't dare to say anything.

For this kind of person, Ethan doesn't have the slightest affection.

Do your own thing, throw all your problems to others, and then go to college happily.

Ethan was sure that the moment the bastard entered college was when Orlinsky's daughter was happy to pick up the breakup package.

I have to say that this kind of faceless and skinless guy will mix well in the future.

But not now.

Ethan pulled out the python in his holster and swiped it in his hand.

He held the gun and handed it to the curly-haired brother: "I'm sorry, my shoelaces are loose, can you help me get them?" ”

"Thank you."

Curly-haired brother was stunned, and reached out to touch the handle of the gun.

When Nadia saw this, she was too frightened to speak.

At the critical moment, Olinsky hurriedly shouted: "Ethan, don't do this. ”

This exclamation woke up Brother Curly.

He looked at the hilt of the gun, which was close to Chi Chi, and let out a white sweat, and his arm retracted like lightning.

The bladder is sore, and the crotch quickly becomes wet.

Ethan regretfully withdrew his pistol and stared at the curly-haired man: "Take the responsibility you should bear." ”

"You go back to school and find the leader."

"Tell the truth of the matter as it is, and you can't hide anything."

"You want to find a substitute for the dead, and you don't see who provokes it."

"Don't think that you can't be taken away if you leave, I have a hundred ways to clean you up and make you regret coming to this world, do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood."

The curly-haired man's face flushed, and he nodded quickly in fright as he avoided Ethan's icy gaze.

Olinsky shook his head, waved his hand and said:

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Curly's thighs trembled, and he quickly ran towards the side door.

"Bang dang."

In a panic, he tripped over the threshold and pounced on a dog to eat.

He sprang up again, leaving behind a trail of urine that quickly disappeared from their field of vision.

"Whew."

Olinsky spit out the depression in his heart, his daughter really doesn't make people worry, and she is willing to take the blame for this kind of thing.

He took off his toothpick, shook his head and said:

"I know you're doing it for my good, but he's just a kid and not dead yet."

"Waterfa."

Ethan spread his hands and said speechlessly: "What's going on today, why does everyone think I'm going to kill someone, I just want to beat him up." ”

"Also, I've had one injury."

He pressed his hand down and came to his waist: "I was stabbed by a child so tall." ”

"Don't underestimate children, wicked people don't know their age."

Olinsky smiled dumbly, took off his cap and fanned it.

"Nadia."

Ethan reluctantly turned around, clasped his hands to the barbed wire, and asked Nadia, who was already sitting up, "Don't I look like a good person?" ”

"Like."

Nadia squeezed out a smile: "It's like a good person." ”

"You mean I'm not a good person?" Ethan tilted his head to look at her.

"Ahh

Nadia was stunned, not knowing what to say.

"Forget it, don't tease her." Orlinsky put on his peakbill hat and put his arm around his shoulders: "Let's go, go up and see what they asked." ”

Nadia rolled her eyes and slouched back on the bench.

Back on the second floor, I didn't expect their interrogation to have not yet begun.

A group of people gathered in a circle, discussing countermeasures.

In the face of this kind of old GD, he can only quickly break through his mental defense, otherwise, these people will not cooperate with the police when they are killed.

Ethan walked over and listened to a few words, and came up with an idea.

"Let me and Antonio come." He picked up a pack of counterfeit banknotes that had been recovered at the scene and patted it in his hand:

"This kind of person is not afraid of death, but he must not stand humiliation."

"Not necessarily." Erin shrugged her shoulders and said, "Don't underestimate GD, in the eyes of these people, they have lived a life of being humiliated by the police since they were children. ”

"Who said I was going to humiliate him?"

Ethan grinned and pulled Antonio along to the back.

In the interrogation room, Pastor Mike sat on the ground.

As an old fritter who has entered the palace several times, he is no stranger to this kind of place at all, and he is also very familiar with the methods of the police.

Next, there will be a good guy and a bad guy.

He adjusted his sitting, ready to enjoy the next performance.

"Click."

Ethan twisted the lock and pushed the door open:

"Hey, idiot."

"Is it okay to have a little respect?"

Pastor Mike straightened his suit and waistcoat and scratched his head in dissatisfaction: "I have always been very cooperative with your work. ”

"I haven't even started working yet."

Ethan tossed a bag of bills on the table: "You cooperate with the shit, idiot. ”

Seeing the familiar money, Pastor Mike gritted his teeth.

The 200,000 or so that he had worked so hard to earn was confiscated like this, and he was a little distressed and couldn't breathe, and he ignored Ethan's continued to call him a fool.

"Long time no see."

Antonio also sat down with a folder, which he opened and pulled out a few photos: "This is a footage from street surveillance." ”

"A few people who got off the food delivery truck went in all the way to kill people."

"This process has been filmed, do you have anything to say?"

Pastor Mike shrugged his shoulders and didn't speak.

Seeing that he was unwilling to cooperate and looked leisurely, Ethan took out his cigarette case.

Instead of lighting a cigarette in a hurry, he slowly opened the evidence bag and took out a few hundred-dollar bills from it.

Pastor Mike didn't know what he was going to do, and he looked like he was watching a play.

"Huh."

The lighter burst out of the flames, beating slightly.

Ethan smiled and shook the lighter back and forth a few times, and then leaned under the few dollars.

The tongue of fire licked, the banknote ignited, and the fire slowly grew larger.

Under Reverend Mike's angry gaze, Ethan arrogantly put his cigarette in front of the burning dollar and took a few puffs.

The smoke filled the air, and the firelight jumped on his face, creating a sense of confusion.

It's a pity that there are no sunglasses.

Bring a pair of sunglasses, it should feel better.

Ethan regretfully shook off the banknote and slowly exhaled a plume of smoke that sprayed on Reverend Mike's face:

"Is it handsome?"

"You're not a demon, you're a goddamn lunatic!"

Pastor Mike looked at Antonio in disbelief: "That's what you guys do with the seized banknotes?" ”

"Normally, no."

The scene just now also made Antonio handsome.

He also smiled and pulled out two cigarettes, tossed one to Pastor Mike, and then grabbed a handful of Franklin and lit it with a lighter.

Pastor Mike looked at the blazing Franklin and pinched the cigarette holder hard.

Seeing that the fire was about to be extinguished, he stepped forward and sucked bitterly.

On the interrogation table, the dollar burns.

The three of them smoked cigarettes with different expressions and fell silent.

In the observation room, Atwater and Russec glanced at each other and shrugged their shoulders, having never seen anyone play like this in the interrogation room.

But it's really handsome!

Rusek grabbed his crotch and cast an envious look.

"These banknotes are fake."

Pastor Mike silently puffed off half of his cigarette, and a hoarse voice rang out.

"It's not stupid."

Ethan flicked the cigarette ash into the glass of water and said unhurriedly: "For a pile of paper, life imprisonment on his back." ”

"Do you still want to insist on the principle of silence?"

(End of chapter)