"That's great, is that your girlfriend?"

Rusek's eyes were full of envy, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

"I don't have a girlfriend."

Ethan slipped his phone into his pocket and continued to play: "There are beautiful girls to introduce me, the more the better." ”

With envy and jealousy, the three middle fingers were raised in unison.

A few minutes later, Jean hit enter: "That's it, here's the list of attendees for the two fairs, and there are 45 people present at both shows." ”

"I found the photos of these 45 people in the DMV's database based on their names, and they matched them."

He unplugged the USB flash drive and plugged it into another laptop:

"Let's show that person to identify us, and hopefully we're lucky."

"Good work."

Ethan put down the PSP and patted Jean on the shoulder.

If the direction of tracking is correct, this will help them quickly lock on to the target without having to look for a needle in a haystack in the surveillance footage.

"Small."

Jean snapped his fingers, indicating that it was a piece of cake.

Antonio picked up his laptop and the three of them walked upstairs together.

He and Ethan arrive at the interrogation room, where Mitchell is yawning boredly.

Seeing them come in, Mitchell snorted, "Man, how much longer do I need to sit here?" ”

"Until we find someone."

Pulling the chair to Mitchell's side, Antonio opened his laptop: "Come on, make yourself a little useful." ”

Soon, a photo flashed across the computer screen.

After a while, Mitchell scratched his face impatiently and scratched his head: "How many photos are there?" ”

"Just look at it."

Ethan didn't give him a good face: "Be serious, or I'll talk to you alone?" ”

Faced with this person who kicked himself over, Mitchell didn't dare to make a mistake.

He rubbed his eyes and focused.

"Wait a minute."

Flipping through more than a dozen photos, Mitchell's expression was excited, and he hurriedly pointed to the screen: "That's this person, that's what I saw at the time." ”

"Are you sure?"

Ethan's fingers stopped, and what appeared on the screen was a white man with blonde hair.

It looks like it's a bit of a sales elite.

"I swear." Mitchell nodded hurriedly:

"You can trust me by knowing people and eating together."

"That's fine." Ethan closed his notebook and walked out of the interrogation room with Antonio.

"Jeffrey Baker."

Ethan tore up the map posted on the whiteboard and pasted the picture of the white blonde man on it:

"This guy was at the trade fairs in New York and Chicago at the same time."

"Jean found his information through the data from the DMV."

"After Mitchell's identification, it was determined that it was the person he saw in the morning."

"Good." Hank nodded happily:

He looked around, Rawlings and Oldfen were from New York and had no law enforcement authority in Chicago.

Olinsky and Rusek were mainly responsible for undercover investigations, and in desperation, he had to look at Erin:

"You and Ethan, go find this Jeffrey Baker and bring him back."

If something really happens, I can't stop it, I can only go with the flow.

Erin nodded and picked up her coat.

As soon as she looked over to Ethan, a bunch of keys flew over.

Hurriedly walking out of the police station, the two got into a Chevrolet SUV and quickly drove to Rittenhouse Plaza.

At the reception of the conference organization, Ethan showed his police badge and quickly got the information of the participants.

According to the schedule, Baker is in the middle of the trade show.

Since there was no evidence to make a direct arrest, the two could only wait patiently outside the conference hall.

"By the way, we met on Facebook."

Erin just sat down for a while, and then came out again: "You run a technology company, according to your age, this is more convincing." ”

"Smack!"

Ethan slapped his forehead hard: "Can't I be a shareholder in an aboriginal casino?" ”

"You don't have to do anything, you can divide more than two million dollars a year."

"Let's get down to business with you." Erin looked at him like a fool: "You made up this lie, who will believe it." ”

"Okay!"

Ethan shook his head and simply cooperated with her, "What else?" ”

"How's your suit?"

Erin rolled her eyes: "It has to look very high-end." ”

"More than $10,000 a set." Ethan shrugged his shoulders and said, "It shouldn't be too bad!" ”

"Are you crazy?" Erin was surprised:

"Why are you buying such an expensive suit?"

"Is it expensive?" Ethan raised his hand and glanced at the time, and said nonchalantly, "I'm a millionaire, and that's just a little money." ”

I have to say that this sudden burst of bearing really shocked Erin.

After she came back to her senses, she nodded with satisfaction:

"We met in Hawaii, it was still a little rainy, and we went back to the hotel and had a candlelit dinner together."

"Is it necessary to be so detailed?"

"Of course, you treat it as an undercover mission, and the more details are in place, the less likely it is to be recognized."

"Okay, so what was our first time?"

"Huh?"

"Details!" Ethan raised his eyebrows and looked at Erin:

"What color underwear were you wearing at the time, sexy or ordinary, in case someone asks, I have to be able to answer."

"Gah!"

Erin gritted her teeth and gurgled, "Who would be so bored to want to know this." ”

"Who knows~"

Ethan smiled at the corner of his eye: "The more details are in place, aren't we better disguised?" ”

"Do you want me to tell you what position you like?" Erin approached and asked with a smile.

Sensing the danger, Ethan quickly changed the subject:

"No, I'm just kidding, right, what about engagement rings?"

Erin put down her hands that were about to move, and looked like she had already prepared: "I'll go to the pawnshop to borrow two later, and the informant will open it, so it doesn't cost money." ”

As she spoke, she grabbed Ethan's hand and estimated the size.

"Bang."

The door of the conference hall next to it suddenly opened, and the people attending the council walked out of it one after another.

When it's time to get down to business, both maintain a high level of professionalism.

They immediately stood up and looked at the people who had come out of it, and looked at them quickly.

A minute later, a white man in brown trousers and a blue shirt walked out of the chamber.

The stride is powerful, and the blonde hair is meticulously combed.

He has a standard smile on his face, is tall, and looks energetic and energetic.

Avoiding the crowd, the two stepped forward.

"Jeffrey Baker?"

Ethan moved his footsteps, blocking his way.

"Is there something wrong?"

Baker had his phone in his hand and was busy sending messages.

"Chicago Police Department."

Erin lifted the badge hanging from her belt: "I'm Detective Lindsay, this is Detective Morgan." ”

"Something in your hotel is damaged, the hotel housekeeping has a complaint, please come with us, thank you!"

Baker sent another text message, which turned off the phone:

"Sorry, as you can see, I'm very busy."

"And I haven't done any damage to any of the hotel's facilities, I promise."

He had a very iconic smile, and his eight teeth were white and flawless.

"Good!"

Ethan nodded, "I believe you." ”

"So I don't think you mind going back to the police station with us to clarify yourself, right?"

Erin leaned sideways and stretched out her arm:

"Here, Mr. Baker, please."

Facing the fierce gaze of the two police detectives, Jeffrey Baker pursed his mouth.

(End of chapter)