As soon as the two reprimanded, Rusek's face turned blue and white.

When he saw Burgess, who was bloodied, being helped by Atwater towards the police car, he lowered his head in shame.

Ethan and Antonio looked at each other and said no more.

The drum doesn't have to be hammered, if he doesn't realize what he's done wrong.

Rusek, this intelligence group, will not be able to stay.

Ethan, at this time, walked quickly towards Burgess.

It was true that I saved her just now, but it also scared her enough, and it was necessary to talk to her.

"Hey!"

Ethan leaned into the window of the police car: "Are you okay?" ”

Taking the tissue from Atwater, Burgess barely managed to squeeze out a smile: "Thanks, I'm fine." ”

Her psychological quality is still good, and her mood has calmed down a lot.

However, his fingers still trembled slightly, and the tissue was smeared on his face, which soon turned into a big flower face, one red and one white.

"Atwater."

Ethan banged on the window and said seriously:

"Take her back to the police station, help her take a leave of absence from Pratt, and get off work early today and go back to rest."

"If Pratt doesn't agree, you message me and I'll call her."

"Okay, detective."

Atwater nodded hurriedly and twisted the car keys.

"No, I'm fine." Burgess hurriedly smiled reluctantly and squeezed his fist at Ethan.

"I said you had something."

He didn't listen to Burgess and waved Atwater to drive away.

It wasn't until their police car drove away that Hank hurried in.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the bodies being carried to the side of the road, and his own men unharmed.

"Where did you just go?"

Ethan asked as he walked up to him and took a cigarette in his mouth.

"Ministry of Internal Affairs."

Hank looked left and right, shook his head and said, "You won't want to know, those people are staring at me closely." ”

"Anyway, if you need help, just ask."

Ethan patted his arm and cleaned up the scene with the others.

Back at the police station, Ethan walked over to the whiteboard and looked at the photos on it.

This is the end of the hurried day, but unfortunately there is still a student who died, and he shook his head to take down the photo on it.

"It's been a long day."

Antonio walked to the side and said with a sigh:

"Life is really fragile, and when these girls come back from Mexico, they never think about what they're facing."

"Maybe I've thought of it, but these people always have luck in their hearts." Ethan takes down a photo of Megan Benson:

"I always feel that death is far away from me."

"That's right." He turned his head again and looked at Antonio: "I heard that you have a good relationship with the state attorney's office?" ”

"How can I help?" Antonio nodded:

"I deal with them a lot, and I'm sure I'll know some acquaintances."

"Good." Ethan reached out his finger and tapped heavily on Amber Morris's photo: "Do me a favor, don't be soft on her." ”

"Whatever the reason, she's responsible for Megan Benson's death."

"Of course."

Antonio raised his hand, and the two fisted.

Tear out all the photographs and put them in a file bag along with other evidence.

Waving the rag, it turned white as snow again, waiting for the next case to arrive.

When filling out the paperwork report, Olinsky still had a straight face.

Faced with Rusek's eyes asking for help, Ethan just spread his hands, indicating that he could not do anything.

The two of them are partners, and it is up to him to solve the problem of trust.

It's a very special job, and no one likes to be paired with a daredevil, which means it's more dangerous.

At the end of the day, Rusek left dejectedly.

Since he promised Erin, Ethan was not in a hurry to leave, and waited with peace of mind while watching the video.

"Let's go!"

Erin made a few phone calls, picked up her coat and walked over.

"Are you going to tell me what's going on?" Ethan turned the car keys and walked down the stairs with her.

Until she walked out of the police station, she didn't say anything.

Ethan simply stopped, brushed away the snow, and sat down on a bench on the side of the road.

"It's about Justin." Seeing this, Erin had no choice but to tell the ins and outs:

"He just came out of prison, and you know that."

"As the son of a police officer, going to prison, if there is no one to protect him, you should be able to imagine what will happen to him."

Ethan lit his cigarette and nodded silently.

When a person with this special status enters the prison, he is a natural target.

Regardless of whether there is a grudge or not, Justin's identity alone is a natural target.

He also saw it last time, Justin is tall, but he doesn't have the temperament of a tough guy like Hank, and he definitely can't bear the life of prison.

It's not about whether you will be beaten or not, but whether you will be beaten to death.

Even if he won't be beaten to death, the enthusiastic brother will take turns several times a day, and if he doesn't wait until he gets out of prison, the whole person will be wasted.

"In order to protect Justin, Hank did everything he could."

Now that the conversation was open, Erin simply sat down: "An old friend of his offered help to get his nephew in the same prison to protect Justin. ”

"That is, with that person, Justin can get out of prison safely."

Those who can provide protection in prison must also be gang members.

Ethan flicked off the ashes: "Who is the other party?" ”

"Italians."

Erin took the cigarette in his hand and took a deep breath: "Joe Catalano, the villain, the gangster, is the kind of person you imagine. ”

"Justin came to the police station today to look for me, and I saw the two of them together."

"I'm afraid that Justin will be entangled by Catalano, and these people will bite the tongue when they see an opportunity."

"What do you want to do?"

Ethan asked nonchalantly as he put his finger on the handle of his gun.

In this matter, Hank must have paid a great price as well.

Catalano is funny, and Hank won't treat him badly.

I'm afraid that he is insatiable, just like that cellmate of Hood, there are always these fools, who think they have grasped the handle of others and want to gain an inch.

Justin is Hank's son, and he doesn't mind helping him out of trouble.

"I want to warn him." Erin flicked the cigarette butt into a snowdrift on the side:

"Warn Catalano to stay away from Justin and don't think that he can do anything with him because he protected Justin in prison."

"You can watch it for me, just in case."

"It's as simple as that?"

Ethan pursed his lips and stopped tapping on the handle of his gun.

"Or what do you think I'm going to do?" Erin looked at his hand suspiciously, and rolled her eyes: "Where do you think of going, we are policemen, not killers." ”

"Although I strongly doubt the effectiveness of verbal warnings."

Ethan stood up and held out his hand, "But it's an honor to serve Ms. Lindsay. ”

"Hahaha."

Erin smiled and took his hand and stood up, and the two of them walked together to the parking lot:

"Let's go eat first, I'll treat you tonight, what do you want to eat?"

"Lobster!"

Without a hint of hesitation, Ethan made a decisive choice.

"Burger King!"

Erin quickly vetoed it and gave an answer.

"Okay!" Ethan shrugged.

You can't be picky when eating white food, it's good if someone invites you to eat.

(End of chapter)