The name Lonnie Rodiger is not unfamiliar to them.

Because of Horstead's connections, they both knew what the man was suspected of doing.

Now that Lonnie is dead, Erin and Olinski have a bad premonition.

"Won't it be?"

Halfway through Orlinsky's words, he snapped his mouth shut.

That guess, he didn't want to say.

"Fack!" Erin slammed the table hard: "When I went to look for Pierce yesterday, Horstead and I were halfway through to a place. ”

He got out of the car himself and yelled angrily at the people in the house.

"You should stop him." Olinsky picked up the candy and threw it in the trash, grabbed his head and said, "I hope he doesn't do anything stupid." ”

"No, it won't." Erin nodded firmly, "I believe in him." ”

"He just wants to stop Lonnie from committing a crime and let that pedophile be punished by the law."

As it stands, it's useless to speculate.

The possibility of a crime of passion cannot be ruled out, and when emotions are stimulated, ordinary people can do something unthinkable.

Based on the size of the Lonnie seen today, he was like a chicken boy in front of Horstead.

Hostted had to do something, and Lonnie had no chance of surviving.

"Alright."

Ethan put the bag of chips down: "Maybe we were thinking too much about it." ”

"A scumbag like Lonnie, I guess a lot of people want to kill him."

"Uh-huh, you're right."

Erin nodded hurriedly, and when she picked up the fluttering bag of potato chips, her face suddenly fell:

"I've only eaten a few slices, you bastard."

At this moment, a black bald man wearing a white shirt and a gold badge on his chest walked up.

Ethan stood up: "Sir." ”

"Sir."

"Director."

Erin and Olinsky also stood and greeted the visitors.

Walking into the Chase room was Perry, the director of the 21st Precinct, who was black, bald, and had several black moles under his eyes.

He nodded to the crowd and walked into Hank's office with a folder.

Director Perry is generally fine and doesn't set foot in BFI.

Looking at the folder in his hand, and thinking of what he had just learned, the hearts of the three of them sank.

"Don't."

Erin slumped into her chair, frowned, and said, "Don't do anything stupid. ”

Horstead was her partner, and she really didn't know what to do if something happened.

"Yo~"

Several people looked nervously at the sheriff's office, and Chief Perry was whispering something to Hank as he waved something in his hand.

It was at this time that Horstead excitedly walked up to the second floor:

"Did you watch the Eagles last night?"

He took off his coat and threw it on the table: "That Hail Mary is crazy. ”

"Jay."

Erin hurriedly got up, wanting to ask something.

"What's wrong with you?"

Horstead found that the three people present were all looking at him nervously, and spread his hands with a smile:

"Don't tell me who happened to whom."

"Hosteld."

As he spoke, the door to the sheriff's office opened, and Hank stood in the doorway, waving at him.

Director Perry sat at his desk, his hands on his chest, and looked outside.

Seeing this, Erin didn't want to ask anything.

Horstead pursed his lips and walked into the sheriff's office.

The moment the door closed, Erin hurriedly sat back, she opened the drawer, and rummaged through the inside.

"Director."

After closing the door, Horstead nodded to Perry.

"Hmm."

Perry stood up and gestured to the chair next to him, "Please be seated." ”

The chief and the sheriff stood together, looking at him with a serious face, and Horstead was a little flustered.

He put his hands on his waist and swallowed a little saliva:

"No, I'll just stand."

"Where were you after work last night?" Perry got straight to the point, staring into Horstead's eyes.

"At home, what's wrong?"

Horstead held the hand on his waist hard, and he looked at Hank next to him.

The latter didn't say a word, just looked at himself with disappointment.

His action made Horstead feel uneasy.

"So."

Director Perry continued, "You're saying that you haven't been out since you came home last night, right?" ”

"That's right." He shifted his gaze to Director Perry:

"I watched the Hawks at home last night, watched the movies until midnight, and then rested."

Hank tightened his cheeks, his face ugly.

Director Perry nodded slowly, reaching for a few photos that had been placed on the table.

"This was captured by traffic cameras last night, and the car is registered in Lonnie Roddyger's name, and he is driving it."

Perry tossed the first photo aside and brought the second one out.

When he saw that photo, Hosted's eyes became flustered.

"It's you." Director Perry tapped his finger on the photo: "Two cars away from Lonnie." ”

"Could you please explain, what's going on?"

"Okay!"

The lie was debunked on the spot, and Horstead scratched his face in embarrassment:

"So I went out last night and bought some beer, just in the back of a pedophile."

"It's not a big deal."

"So, what about this pedophile you said made people kill?" Director Perry put down the photo and asked solemnly:

"I died last night, do you have anything to say?"

"What?"

Horstead was shocked and asked, "Are you serious?" ”

"Someone strangled him with a rope." Hank finally spoke:

"Now I suggest you keep silent."

"I wish you had a better alibi." Perry glanced at Hank dissatisfied, and continued to say to Horstead:

"It's not some kind of about watching a football game at home alone."

"You are officially suspended until the matter is clear." Hank said expressionlessly:

"Now, hand over your guns and badges."

Horstead had clearly not digested what he had just heard, and his expression was extremely shocked.

Looking at Hank's outstretched palm, he took off his pistol and police badge in a daze.

"Jay Hoststed."

Director Perry issued a notice: "Please keep your mobile phone unblocked, someone from the Department of Internal Affairs will talk to you as soon as possible." ”

"You mean to interrogate me?"

Horstead finally came to his senses, and he said angrily, "Am I right? ”

"You know the rules." Director Perry shook his head.

Looking at the two photographs on the table, Horstead knew he was at a loss for words.

Without saying a word, he opened the door and strode out of the sheriff's office, grabbing his coat and going downstairs.

"Jay." Erin hurriedly chased after her.

"Can you believe it?"

He roared emotionally, "All I did was to stop that pervert. ”

"But now, I'm a homicide suspect?"

"You need to calm down." Erin shoved the business card in her hand into Horstead's hand:

"Hold it, this is the most powerful police union representative I've ever seen."

"You call him right away, and don't say a word until then."

Looking at the business card in his hand, Horstead excitedly put on his coat and walked downstairs angrily.

Coming to the garage, he went straight to the technical room:

"Hey, Jean, help me get some information."

"Impossible."

Jean didn't look up: "As a suspect in the murder case, it is illegal for you to do this." ”

"Please, man, do you know that?"

Horstead knocked on the table excitedly: "I didn't do it, do me a favor, at least I want to know what's going on." ”

(End of chapter)