470 This is not right

After a while, Hank walked out of his office.

He moved under everyone's gaze and walked over to Ethan's table, "Do you want to be together?" ”

"Okay."

Ethan stretched and stood up.

The iron cage in the garage, he knew what the main role was, but he had never played with it.

Now that I have the opportunity, of course, I have to make up for my regrets.

Seeing the two people walking downstairs, Oldphen and Rollins immediately made eye contact, everyone was walking together, and they could vaguely guess what these people were going to do.

But they didn't expect that these people in the firing group would do things so wildly.

Noticing that the few people next to him were silent, Rollins winked and didn't ask.

This is Chicago, not New York.

Basement, iron cage.

Jeffrey Baker stood inside, looking at Russec and Burgess with a blank face.

In his opinion, as long as he doesn't speak, these people can't help themselves at all.

Footsteps rang out, and Hank and Ethan walked in through the back door.

The door to the tech room was closed, and Jean was shaking his head inside with headphones on.

"We've been working with two detectives from New York."

Hank slowly put on his gloves: "They're very good, and they've studied your crime patterns clearly. ”

"Really?"

Baker's professional smile vanished: "I don't know what you're talking about." ”

"These things are all made up." Hank took a few steps forward and reached out and nodded at him, "You were the one who manipulated Neil Vance to do this. ”

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you." Baker said word for word:

"Get me a lawyer."

Ethan also put on his gloves, and then patted Burgess on the shoulder: "That's it for today, you go to Pratt to report." ”

"Oh!"

Burgess sensed something, nodded quickly, and walked briskly to the back door.

"So are you."

Ethan looked at Rusec again, "It's none of your business here. ”

Rusek was a little hesitant, he was not a fool, he knew that these two people were going to give the suspect a trick.

He didn't want to dissuade him, he felt the urge to join in.

"It's none of your business here!"

Ethan emphasized again, his tone becoming impatient.

"Okay!"

Rusek said no more and turned to leave.

"Boom!"

As the back door closes, the garage goes quiet.

Baker looked at these two people, his eyes a little flustered: "What do you want to do?" ”

"I just went shopping around, you caught the wrong person."

The cage door didn't close, Hank reached out and pulled the door open, and Baker pursed his lips and looked at him with a disbelieving expression.

"I like your expression!"

Hank held out his finger and pointed it to the end of his nose: "I like it very much!" ”

"I'm looking for a lawyer."

"Smack!"

Hank waved his hand and slapped him heavily in the face: "Where is Vance?" ”

"I have human rights."

With a burning pain in his face, Baker gritted his teeth.

"Smack!"

Hank slapped him again, and Baker's head was tilted to the side, and his meticulously combed blonde hair became messy.

"You're a brute!"

Hank stretched out his big hand and pinched his face: "I'm not qualified to talk to me about human rights. ”

"I'm looking for a lawyer!"

Baker was slapped and screamed indistinctly, "It's my right." ”

"I gave you a chance."

Ethan walked in with a smile: "You don't listen, now is the time for me to fulfill my promise." ”

He took a few brisk steps, leaped forward, and stepped onto the bench.

Reach out and press his back, and with the other hand, grab the handcuffs and lift them up hard.

"Ah!!h

Baker saluted Hank, but screamed in pain.

Both arms were stretched straight and twisted backwards, the muscles spasmed, and bursts of sharp pain came, making him struggle incessantly.

But he was rigidly controlled, and he couldn't resist the huge force

The seemingly burly body is like a little chick at this time.

"I'll let you try the feeling of being powerless to resist when you are raped." Ethan pushed up again: "Do you like it?" ”

"Fakyu!"

Baker's saliva was splashing, and his mouth was still stiff.

"I've never figured out what's wrong with your head that would lead you to rape and kill women."

Hank grabbed his pretty golden retriever and pulled his head up:

"And cutting off your ears, what's wrong with you?"

"Not me." Baker roared:

"You're looking for the wrong person!"

"Smack!"

Hank didn't say a word, slapped him hard, and directly interrupted his defense words: "You are in charge of picking targets." ”

"And then let Vance do it, and you'll share it together when you're done, right?"

"You like the feeling of violence?"

Baker's breath was short, and his eyes became evasive in the face of Hank's scrutinizing gaze.

"You pervert!" Hank's eyes breathe fire.

He took out a folding knife from his pocket and slowly pulled the blade apart: "Now I'll give you a taste of what it's like to be abused." ”

"Don't!"

"Fakyu, you're a strip."

"I have human rights, you can't do this to me."

Looking at the dagger getting closer and closer, Baker's pupils contracted sharply, and he cursed frantically.

For a while, he couldn't control his body.

Ethan simply poked his knee twice in quick succession, and Baker let out a cry of pain and fell straight to his knees.

"I have human rights !!"

His neck was held down, his head tilted to the side, and Baker let out a roar.

"No, you're just me now."

The other party was completely controlled by Ethan, and Hank grabbed his ear, pulled hard, and then pushed the blade up.

"Ah!!h

"You can't do this, you can't do this."

As Hank slowly cuts, Baker lets out a scream like a little girl.

Bright red blood slowly flowed down the side of the ear.

The feeling of being cut by a sharp object scared him out.

"Wait a minute."

Seeing this, Ethan hurriedly spoke: "You are wrong like this. ”

"That's right, that's right~" Baker cried bitterly: "You're a policeman, that's not right." ”

"Bump~"

Ethan smacked him the head:

"Did I let you speak?"

"Come on~" Ethan broke Baker's head in the other direction: "I remember it was the ear here, you just cut the wrong one." ”

Hank expressed skepticism: "Is it wrong? ”

"Really wrong."

Ethan was convinced: "Cut this side, trust me." ”

"Okay then."

Hank retracted the folding knife and grabbed his other ear again:

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Baker."

"You can't go wrong this time!"

The two discussed this kind of thing lightly, which scared Baker to the point of collapse.

When the pain came again, he roared loudly:

"Don't, stop!"

"Navy Pier Park !!"

The pain in his ear made him unbearable any longer, and he wept bitterly and said the name of a place.

Hank let go of his hand, grabbed his hair and said sharply:

"You'd better not lie to me, or I'll cut you off piece by piece and throw you into the lake to feed the fish."

"I swear, I didn't lie to you." Baker's face flushed, and his nose flowed with tears:

"I made a pact with Vance that if he wasn't at the hotel, we would meet near the Navy Pier Ferris wheel."

"When?"

"It was four o'clock in the afternoon."

Hank looked at him coldly for a moment, and based on his experience, Baker had completely broken the defense.

At this time, he could easily ask how old he was still wetting the bed.

"Let's go!"

Ethan pushed Baker to the side and looked at his watch.

After coming back and going through such a toss, they didn't have much time left.

"You go up and tell them to come down."

Hank still felt a little puzzled, and kicked Baker several times.

(End of chapter)