Everyone nodded their heads, indicating that they were completely fine.

After a moment of silence in the Chase room, Antonio took over:

"There are no witnesses at the scene, and the police in the jurisdiction have searched the two crime scenes and found no clues."

"The monitoring has also been investigated, and nothing has been found."

There are a few in a row, so that everyone looks at each other.

I don't even have a reason, how to check down.

"One more thing." Hank looked at them, "You've all read the available information, and there is a similar case in New York. ”

"At my request, the NYPD's Special Victim Investigation Team will arrange for two people to come over."

"They will assist us in our investigation and help analyze the case."

"You people, be kind to me."

Olinsky scratched the beard on his chin and tried to find a breakthrough: "What about the sexual assault offenders who have been registered in the system?" Is there an acquaintance's modus operandi? ”

"Nope!"

Jean flipped through the information he had: "DNA is being extracted from the body of the victim, but it will take a long time. ”

"This murderer is so cautious, he shouldn't leave us anything."

"It's not office time."

Hank patted the map next to him, "Since there are no clues, we have to take the initiative to go out and find clues." ”

"This serial murder case, where the two bodies were found, are on this riverside promenade."

"Get me moving, look for any suspicious clues."

The meeting was soon over, and everyone gathered their things and prepared to go.

"Ethan."

Antonio was busy for a while, and he said quickly:

"This case is very hot, and there will be a lot of phone calls coming in, some providing clues, and some asking for interviews."

"You go downstairs and find someone, come up and answer the phone."

"No problem!"

Ethan nodded, and as soon as he walked down the stairs, he saw Burgess.

She stood at the reception desk and shook her head, her ponytail flicking and flicking.

"Burgess."

Ethan walked over quickly: "You don't want to go out on patrol today, help the intelligence team today." ”

"Okay!"

Burgesston smiled and showed his white teeth: "If there is anything, just command." ”

"Serial murders, have you heard?" Ethan walked over to her.

"Of course."

Burgess nodded quickly.

"Good." Ethan pointed upstairs: "Our people are going out to investigate secretly." ”

"You need someone to help answer the phone in the intelligence team, this case is very high, there will definitely be a lot of calls, do you know how to deal with it?"

"Yes."

Burgess's ponytail bounced up and down, and she said excitedly:

"No problem, leave it to me."

Telling her the code to go upstairs, Ethan nodded to Prada again, turned and headed for the garage.

Looking at his departing back, the corners of Burgess's mouth couldn't help but turn up.

"Kim Burgess." Pratt looked at the computer screen and said expressionlessly, "Congratulations, you have been officially promoted to the position of secretary of the intelligence group." ”

"Don't complain!"

Burgess grinned and filled out the form: "You have to take it one step at a time, you can't be in a hurry." ”

"Huh."

Prattpi glanced at her with a non-smirk and continued typing on the keyboard.

After filling out the report, Burgess clasped his hands on his duty belt and ran excitedly to the stairs beside him.

Opening the wire mesh door, she walked quickly to the Chase Room.

It was quiet above, and no one was there, so she couldn't help but slow down.

But when she saw the whiteboard, she quickened her pace a little.

The impactful photos made her hold her breath.

For BFIPU, this is the day-to-day.

But for the average patrolman, that's exciting enough.

There wasn't much information on the whiteboard, and she didn't dare to flip through the things on the tables next to her.

After another stroll around the pantry, Burgess walked contentedly to an empty table with a telephone, and it was clear that this was her workplace today.

Coming to the garage, everyone else is ready.

Erin changes into a running suit and shows her curves.

"Shhh

Ethan couldn't help but whistle, but it caught the attention of the others.

"I'm sorry."

Facing Hank's gaze, Ethan raised his hands: "The weather is so good today, I can't help it." ”

Looking at the gray weather outside and the remaining snow on the ground, Antonio looked at Hank, who had a depressed face, and laughed silently.

Erin was smiling and holding her waist with one hand.

Realizing that he had made a clumsy excuse, Ethan coughed:

"What are we all going to do?"

Antonio wore a reflective yellow vest, Rusek hung sunglasses on his chest, and Olinski wore a trench coat and a duckbill hat, with a British look.

It's clear that Erin is a runner.

The rest are road workers and tourists, and Hank and Jean are still the same.

"Jean and I are directing the car."

Hank waved helplessly and pointed to a large van that drove into the garage: "You can use whatever you like." ”

Walk to the back of the van, and the compartment looks like a grocery store.

Yellow vests, safety helmets, and the last time I saw a cold spray scriber, all kinds of strange things.

When Olinsky and the others did undercover investigations, they chose the contents to disguise themselves.

Ethan hesitated for a moment and picked up a mountain bike.

It is easy and can maintain high maneuverability.

After the things were prepared, they all went to the target location one after another.

Six people, three vehicles, a group sortie.

Following Iveco in front, Ethan turned the steering wheel.

"You're a millionaire."

Coldly, Erin popped out a sentence.

"Ahh

Ethan turned his head: "How do you know?" ”

"Not bad." Erin nodded in satisfaction: "It's just that you need to have this reaction, but you have to show it." ”

"You can't put a questioning tone, so you can pretend to be more like!"

"Like what I am!" Ethan pouted.

"That's going too far."

Erin shook her head: "Be humble, you have to give people the impression that I am rich, but I am very low-key. ”

"Lindsay~"

Ethan gritted his teeth: "Did I say you are as for you?" ”

"You don't understand." Erin clenched her fists, "I can't afford to lose to them tonight." ”

A woman's comparison heart, Ethan said he couldn't understand it at all.

It's okay to be a tool man yourself, he shrugged his shoulders and silently turned the steering wheel.

Soon at the riverside promenade, Erin hung up her headphones and bounced in place for a few minutes before running slowly.

Ethan pushed the door open after a moment.

Taking the mountain bike off the trunk, he rode along the trail in the other direction.

The cold wind is biting, but it still can't dampen the enthusiasm of tourists.

On the promenade, pedestrians gather in groups to enjoy the cityscape of Chicago.

"Jingle Bell~"

The wheels turn, and the mountain bikes weave briskly under the landscaped trees by the river.

(End of chapter)