When Pierce left the interrogation room, Erin next to him hurriedly followed and led him downstairs.

Satisfied with the results, Hank looked at Sumner and turned to leave.

"Thank you!"

When he was out, Sumner stood up and looked at Ethan gratefully.

"You're welcome, you're not alone."

Ethan smiled at the corners of his mouth and held out his hand to her, and their fists parted with a touch.

Judging from her current performance, the other party is also a person who wants to do things.

First talk about deeds, then talk about hearts.

As long as her actual actions are okay, I don't mind treating her as a colleague.

And just now Pierce scolded Sumnabychi, why wasn't he scolding himself and Hank, not giving him some eye medicine, and thinking how capable he was.

Ethan also leaves the interrogation room and quickly catches up with Hank.

"I said."

Ethan bumped him on the shoulder and whispered, "Is this Pierce going to take him away?" ”

"You know, protection money."

Three fingers, still cloaking in concealment.

"What?"

Hank staggered under his feet, quickly wiped away the cold sweat and said, "Forget it." ”

"It's too obvious to be noticeable."

"Okay."

Ethan had no choice but to give up the idea.

When Erin returned to the chase room, Ethan walked over to the whiteboard and told him what he and Burgess had gathered.

"Then let's go."

Knowing what was going on, Hank clapped his hands and beckoned everyone to their feet.

On Pierce's side, no clues were found.

Rusek's idea turned out to be the only direction to follow, which no one expected.

"You stay."

As soon as Sumner stood up, he was stopped by Hank: "Maybe there will be a hotline, no one here can't do it." ”

"Okay."

Her face stiffened, and she had to put down her gun.

Everyone else grabbed their guns and prepared to go out on duty, and Ethan passed by Sumner and smiled at her.

The latter cheered up and said he was fine.

In the corner, Burgess stood helplessly.

She still had the bag in her hand, and she didn't know what to do.

"What are you doing with this?"

Ethan took the evidence bag from her hand and threw it aside: "Follow me." ”

"Got it."

Burgess was overjoyed and ran downstairs as fast as he could.

The group got into the car, and after ten minutes, they came to a remote industrial area.

Tall factories with red brick facades are everywhere, roads are empty, and a few wild cats are rummaging through garbage cans for food.

The cars whizzed by, causing them to flee in a hurry.

Looking at the serial number printed on the wall, Ethan slowly pulled over to the side of the car.

The people behind also stopped one after another and quickly changed their equipment.

According to the information provided by the white lady, there are usually seven or eight gang members in the mobile phone refurbishment factory of the Latin Father Priests.

All of them were armed.

So don't take it lightly, or be cautious.

Open the tailgate, grab a bulletproof vest and put it on Burgess.

Unexpectedly, it was stuck.

She was a little embarrassed and said softly:

"It's too tight!"

"Sorry, adjust right away." Ethan smiled and loosened the velcro and helped her fit it.

When she also helped herself put on the bulletproof vest, Ethan reached out to open the gun case.

Looking at the two spears inside, Burgess was breathing heavily.

She hadn't fired a shot since she started her career, let alone a head-to-head firefight.

In the last Miranda incident, she also paddled the whole time, and she didn't even get a chance to shoot, and Atwater fired a few shots.

"Give."

Ethan grabbed the AR15 and handed it to her.

"No, you don't."

Burgess hurriedly waved his hand: "I'll use Glock." ”

"That's fine." Ethan didn't say anything, and closed the tailgate of the car with the AR15.

"Whew!"

After a whistle, everyone else gathered around.

"This place, it hasn't been exposed yet." Ethan pulls the bolt with his backhand:

"So the people of the Latin Father Gang are not very vigilant, mainly overseers, but everyone should be careful."

"Ahem!"

Hank clenched his fists, covered his mouth and coughed softly: "This time it's mainly to find someone." ”

"If you can't kill someone, you won't die, everyone pay attention."

"What do you mean by that?"

Noticing that everyone's eyes were on him, Ethan spread his hands helplessly: "I haven't killed anyone in days." ”

"I'm not talking about you."

Antonio started the round, and he waved his hand and said, "Let's go." ”

Seven people, divided into two groups.

Armed with guns and wearing bulletproof vests, they walked quickly along the red brick wall.

I looked at the window upstairs from time to time, and the factory was quiet and I couldn't hear any sound.

A few steps further, a dense network of light spots appeared in the radar.

There were dozens of people, all gathered in one place.

"Huh!"

Approaching an iron gate, Ethan raised his arm.

People on both sides stopped, and Antonio hurriedly stepped forward and took out the police master key.

Three people across the street, cautiously running over.

They all stood around the iron gates, waiting in silence.

A minute passed, and there was a click.

The iron door rusted and made a strange noise, and Antonio quickly slowed down and slowly opened it.

The crowd entered, and Ethan walked up the stairs.

The chaotic footsteps behind sounded, not loud, but still noticeable.

Ethan hurriedly turned around and pressed his palm down.

There is a point of light on it that overlaps with them, meaning that there is a man standing guard on the stairs.

So many people hula up, it has to alarm people.

He beckoned to Antonio, and the two of them walked slowly upward, one after the other.

The five people in the back, all leaning against the wall, nervously looked up.

When I got to the third floor, I stopped.

There was a smell of leaves, and at the corner of the stairs, Ethan poked his head out quickly.

A sinky man in a leather coat leans against a bare concrete door frame, which is filled with smoke, and the man gulps down leaves.

Faintly you can still hear the sound of conversation coming from a distance.

This man is not like a sentry, but more like a lazy.

Gesturing to Antonio, he carried the AR15 behind him.

With a fierce force of his feet, like stepping on a spring, he quickly rushed up, and in less than two seconds, he came behind the inch-headed man.

Looking at the part of his waist, he exhaled regretfully.

No matter how low the alertness of the inch-headed man is, no matter how high he sucks, a warm breath sprays on his neck, he can't be unconscious.

"Hmm!"

As soon as he tried to make a sound, his mouth was tightly covered.

The dagger inserted in the belt was also pulled out by the person behind him, and his neck was cold, causing goosebumps.

Fingers trembled, and leaves fell to the ground.

Immediately after, it was trampled on with a kick.

"Shh~"

Ethan put the dagger on the neck of the inch-headed man: "Be quiet, thank you." ”

The latter did not dare to move at all, and nodded his head slightly.

The other party was not tall and thin, and Ethan easily lifted him up and stepped back with his arms.

The inch-headed man didn't control his bladder on the verge of collapse until he saw a man wearing a police bulletproof vest standing underneath.

I'm still cursing frantically in my heart, what kind of policeman is this.

How can there be such a play, and there are no rules.

Antonio was also startled when he saw Ethan holding a dagger to his neck to control a person.

After receiving Ethan's signal, he quickly returned to the bottom to call for someone.

Now the nearest points of light are all ten meters away, and the sound of footsteps is almost unaffected.

Soon, a series of people wearing bulletproof vests slowly walked up with long and short guns.

When they saw Ethan, they looked equally surprised.

The main thing is that his move is too special to explain.

(End of chapter)