"Let's go, let's find out the murderer first!"

Seeing this, Hank sighed.

He patted Ethan's arm and bent over to get out of the finance room.

An innocent child was killed, and everyone at the scene became angry, and Ethan's behavior was not abnormal.

Horstead understood his feelings, didn't say anything more, shook his head and left the room.

Erin gave Ethan a deep look and walked out.

That look just now scared her a little.

In there, it was as if there was only killing.

At this moment, Erin seemed to understand a little bit of what Hank meant by the danger she had warned her of earlier.

But she was even more curious about why Ethan had suddenly become so angry.

Monitoring room.

The members of the BFI team surrounded the computers.

A sweaty casino technician turns on the surveillance video with trembling fingers.

The screen flickers and the previous screen plays.

At the beginning of the video, it was peaceful, and several people in the financial room were busy working.

The door opened, and the boy walked in with a few takeouts.

After a few words with the staff inside, he took his things and walked to the corner of the room.

That's when the situation changed dramatically.

The door was kicked open by someone outside, and two men with black hoods, combat uniforms, and rifles entered.

Outside the door, there was still a person looking around.

The two people who broke into the financial room didn't say a word, and the guns in their hands opened fire wildly, killing all the people sitting behind the table.

The boy standing in the corner looked at all this that had happened suddenly, and his face was overwhelmed.

The two robbers quickly pulled out the storage bag from their bodies, and one of them noticed that something was wrong behind him and quickly turned around.

This was followed by several shots, and the Chinese boy collapsed in a pool of blood.

"They move professionally."

Horstead shook his head and said, "It's like doing surgery, clean and clean." ”

"This kid scared the hell out of them." Antonio bit his cheek:

"But even if he wasn't scared, looking at the ways of these people, it is estimated that he would not survive."

In the screen, after the boy was shot, the movements of the two robbers did not slow down at all, and they quickly threw the money on the table into the storage bag.

In less than a minute, several people quickly left.

"How much money were you robbed?"

Ethan slapped the security guard on the shoulder and squeezed it hard.

"More than sixty thousand." Security personnel endured the pain.

For just over 60,000 dollars, these bastards actually killed four or five people, and there was a child in the middle.

"The tactical movements of these people, I am very familiar with."

Horstead banged on the screen: "According to my judgment, it must be a retired GI." ”

Hank thought for a moment, waved his hand and said:

"Alright, copy the surveillance video, and we'll go back and talk about it."

Walking out of the casino, the snowflakes have become smaller.

Looking at the onlookers, Ethan put the cigarette in his mouth and bit down the filter.

"Are you okay?" Erin walked over and looked at him with concern:

"What happened just now, I rarely saw you like this."

"It's fine." Ethan exhaled a puff of smoke:

"It's just a little annoying, these people are too unruly to do things."

"That's right!" Antonio also came over.

He took off his gloves and slammed them hard in his hand:

"Whether it's a gang conflict or not, it's too much to do it to kids who don't threaten."

"Don't worry, we'll find the murderer."

Erin touched him on the shoulder, and although she couldn't understand what Ethan was saying to the little boy, it must have been a promise in this regard.

"Hmm!"

Ethan nodded, flicked the cigarette butt away, and walked towards his vehicle.

As soon as I went to work, I encountered such a terrible thing.

But it can't be helped, the life of a police detective is like this, they are a group of people who wander on the dark side of society.

Back at the police station, he had almost adjusted his mood.

Walking briskly up the stairs, the first thing I saw was Pratt.

Of course, it's rare not to see her.

"How's the rest?"

Pratt saw him and stopped what he was doing: "I heard what happened in Chinatown, it's a tragedy. ”

"Well, for that little boy, that's true."

Ethan squeezed out a smile and stretched out his fist to the side: "What are you doing here?" ”

"Welcome home!" Standing outside the reception desk, Olinsky removed the twisted candy from his mouth and gestured to the side: "I'm watching a monkey show!" ”

Turning his head and following his line of sight.

Rusek was well-dressed and looked like a boy.

With sunglasses on his head, he was chatting excitedly with two trainee police officers.

From afar, you can hear their voices.

One of the trainee officers asked curiously, "How are you doing here?" ”

Russec smiled, he took off his sunglasses:

"Not bad, you know, Twenty-One Precinct, the most awesome substation in the entire Chicago Police Department."

The other person reached out and slapped his chest, "I envy you so much, we have always had this plan, as long as we wait until the end of the internship period, we will apply to work here!" ”

"By the way, how is the patrol treated here?"

Rusek smugly brushed his hair back: "Sorry, I really don't know about this, you know, I just skipped that stage."

"Do it, that's my advice."

"Maybe you'll be able to work upstairs in the future."

The two trainee police officers looked at each other with envy on their faces: "Yes, we heard, you are in the intelligence group." ”

On the other side, Ethan rubbed his nose.

When you're in a bad mood, there's a very efficient and easy way to deal with it, and that's to move it out.

He rolled his eyes and poked Olinsky:

"This apprentice of yours is a little too happy."

"I think so too."

Olinsky nodded, biting down the twisted sugar.

"Can't let him be so sassy!" Ethan picked up his coffee and took a sip of it.

"Everyone thinks the same thing!"

Olinsky winked at him, then walked briskly towards Rusek.

Just then, Burgess staggered up the stairs.

"Good morning!"

When she saw Ethan, she hurriedly greeted happily.

"Morning!"

Nodding at her, he looked at Atwater, the two were patrol partners, and they were almost inseparable during work hours.

"Sheriff Pratt."

Olinsky walked over with Rusek, smiled and said:

"This Mr. Rusek, he needs to experience some of the things he missed."

As he spoke, he took off the twisted candy and pointed to the two patrolmen behind Ethan: "Can you please help arrange it?" ”

Pratt looked at Russec, who looked confused, and showed his sharp teeth:

"Detective, trust me."

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

Rusek's face collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye: "Please, don't do this! ”

As a newcomer, he belonged to BFI.

Russec also often shuddered in front of Pratt, who had long wanted to find an opportunity to train him.

Unexpectedly, Olinsky took the initiative to hand over the handle of the knife.

Pratt's eyes narrowed with laughter: "Atwater." ”

"Whew!" She waved her hand and commanded:

"You're from the Intelligence Group today."

Unlike Rusek, Atwater smiled from ear to ear, and at the same time, Burgess deflated.

Seeing Russec's sad and unlucky face, Ethan's mood immediately turned from cloudy to sunny.

"I'll go up first!"

He waved his hand and smiled and walked upstairs.

Thank you Hanjiang Fishing Brother for your support, thank you

(End of chapter)