"Are you sure?"

Erin asked, "Would you like to take another good look?" ”

"Pretty sure."

The firefighter opened his hands and gestured a length: "At that time, the distance between me and the driver was only half a meter. ”

"Trust me, see it clearly."

"That's right." Ethan remembered something:

"Regarding the criminals that Dr. Elliott once testified, should we look for photos of those who were recently released, maybe the driver was among them."

"Good idea."

This is also a direction, and Hank immediately waved his hand and said, "Erin, I'll leave it to you." ”

"No problem."

Erin walked out of the observation room with the firefighter again.

In the interrogation room, after Nick wrote down his whereabouts, he crossed Erlang's legs triumphantly.

With the information he provided, Antonio came to the interrogation room.

"If he can provide a sufficient alibi."

Antonio patted the notebook, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then Nick is the luckiest defendant in the history of crime in Illinois." ”

"You need to verify this." Hank shook his head and looked at Nick, who was squirming inside:

"I have a feeling that he is not a murderer."

"Could it be that he bought the murder." Rusek questioned.

"No, it won't."

Hank made his own judgment: "Nick is the kind of person who takes the business and kills, not the other way around." ”

Nick's suspicion was quickly ruled out.

As Antonio said, he was a lucky guy.

A few phone calls went out without any problems.

At the time of Dr. Elliott's death, Nick was visiting his mother at a nursing home in Milwaukee.

The other party sent the visit signature and the surveillance video of the visit, and the alibi was clear.

"I've got it done here."

Erin walked to the pantry with a stack of photos, she raised her arms and crossed her fingers: "We've found out all the photos of those people who have been released recently, and I hope we have good luck." ”

The firefighters just rested in the pantry, and this kind of data on the recent release of prison is very easy to collect and does not need to wait too long.

After a while, Erin strode out with a photo:

"Tony Johnston."

She pasted the photo onto the whiteboard: "This is the fugitive driver we're looking for." ”

After posting the photo, she quickly returned to her seat, and the files were all ready-made.

Looking at the white bald man posted on the whiteboard, everyone gathered in front of Irene's computer.

"Tony Johnston, a member of the North Gang."

Erin looked at the screen and quickly read out the bald man's information: "Johnston has been sentenced for multiple rape cases. ”

"I was released on bail two weeks ago and am currently awaiting appeal."

"There's his address, there's a garage to his name."

"The Yankees?" Ethan looked at Antonio.

"It's a gang that came out of prison."

Antonio went on to explain: "The people in it are all white supremacists. ”

"Inform the patrol officer, go and keep an eye on this Johnston address." Hank waved his hand:

"Everybody, let's go to the garage."

Since this was Sumner's first operation with the Intelligence Group, Hank arranged for her to be in a group with Ethan in order to take care of her.

Starting the Ford Interceptor, the interior of the car was a little dull, and Ethan casually pressed the CD player.

Paul McCartney's singing voice sounded, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

"You're really different from the average person."

Sumner smiled lightly: "The music of the Beatles is the craze of my grandmother's generation. ”

It had happened, and she saw it.

There is no need to keep struggling with each other.

"Music doesn't go out of style."

Ethan tapped the steering wheel to the rhythm of the music: "It depends on what kind of mood you listen to, I think it can make people sound comfortable." ”

"By the way, there are some things I don't know whether to say or not"

"You say."

The soothing sound of the guitar sounded, and Sumner watched the traffic outside, listening to Paul singing.

"Sorry, I'm not a stalker."

Ethan looked at her with the rest of his eyes: "It's just that when I was downstairs this morning, I just saw your boyfriend go out." ”

"Then I saw him at Lonnie's crime scene."

Sumner didn't speak, continuing to look out the window.

"Just out of curiosity, I looked up this person's information."

Ethan scratched his eyebrows: "Edwin Stywell, he's actually married." ”

If it were someone else, he wouldn't bother to care about these things.

It was also curious who Hank was up to, so he went to inquire about the information of this Edwin Stywell, an official of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

I don't know if I don't check, and I'm shocked when I check it.

Sumner's boyfriend turned out to be married and had children.

We were also friends who had had an in-depth conversation, and Ethan felt the need to remind her.

"I know."

The music continued, and Sumner changed the lyrics slightly, and bitterly sang along with Paul:

"Love is not an easy game to play."

Putting away her singing, her face became serious: "Promise me not to tell me about this in the future." ”

"No problem."

Ethan gestured to the receiving.

Now that the other party has made it clear and has chosen to do so, there is nothing to say about himself.

Everyone has a time when they do stupid things, as long as they can bear the consequences.

Soon arrived at the garage, and everyone stopped their cars.

In front of it is a large yard, and through the iron gate, you can see all kinds of damaged and rusty vehicles parked everywhere in the yard.

Inside, there is a bungalow warehouse of one or two hundred square meters.

The bulletproof vests had already been put on in advance, and a group of people quickly approached the iron gate.

"Let me come."

Olinsky put down the crowbar on his shoulder and was about to step forward.

"No, you don't."

Ethan reached out and pressed it lightly.

There was a soft creak, and the iron gate was pushed open halfway, and it was only a cover-up, not closed.

Take your hand back and rub your fingers together quickly, turning bright red:

"Be careful."

Just now he noticed that there were a few drops of blood on it.

Seeing the blood on Ethan's hands, everyone instantly cheered up and quickly approached the warehouse along the abandoned vehicles.

The front roller shutter left it alone, and they went around to the side to find a side door with a tin sheet wrapped in it.

Lusec pressed the side door as Ethan had done, but didn't move.

Turning into smashing, the fist slammed into the door panel:

"Chicago Police."

"Let me come." This was Sumner, who stepped forward with a shotgun.

"Wait." Lusec hurriedly stopped her:

"What kind of bullet is it?"

"Don't worry, break the door." Sumner lifted the handle of the gun and pointed the muzzle diagonally against the door lock: "Get out of the way." ”

Seeing her resolute look, Ethan raised an eyebrow at Hank.

The group took two steps back, and Sumner pulled the trigger hard.

"Boom!"

The position of the door lock instantly turned into a hole.

The parts fell inside, ping-pong.

Sumner immediately lowered the muzzle of his gun and took a few steps back, and Rusek hurriedly followed, kicking heavily at the iron door.

"Bang~"

The side door still didn't move, and Rusek didn't expect this to happen, and his feet slipped.

Ethan pulled him up to avoid a public embarrassment.

"There should be other deadbolts."

Seeing this, Sumner quickly pumped his shotgun and slammed two more shots at the hinge of the door.

"Come on."

Ethan patted Russec on the back and pushed him forward.

This time, Rusek lived up to expectations and slammed the door directly with his shoulder.

(End of chapter)