Rosemont, the fairground.

This is a suburban county area of Chicago with its own sheriff and police department.

Since Erin and the others couldn't make it back, Hank brought in Burgess and Atwater as support.

When I arrived here, I could vaguely feel that the local police force did not welcome their arrival.

Ethan can understand that police departments like them have a strong sense of territory.

It's not that I dislike it, it's just that I don't like it.

However, there are often times in the suburbs and counties when they need to go to the city police for support, and they can be regarded as brother units, so they can get by in terms of face.

Hank came forward to communicate, and everyone's wireless channels were unified, which was convenient for command.

Otherwise, it will be messy and prone to problems.

According to clues provided by the Rosemont Police Department, Jacob Sims was still inside the gun show and did not come out.

Olinsky went in to find someone, and the others dispersed outside the exhibition center.

After buying a few hot dogs, Ethan slowly wandered around the parking lot at the front gate of the exhibition center, which was not much different from the gun show he imagined.

Everywhere you can see people with long and short guns, all of them are elated, as if they are visiting an amusement park.

Not only rough men, but even many people are sent out by the whole family.

It's not a single shot, but firearms can be found almost everywhere.

Seeing this scene, Ethan was also a little nervous, although the guns were equipped with plastic lock straps, but they still looked quite bluffing.

As soon as I approached the patrol car, the window was lowered.

"Hot dogs?"

He passed the contents of his hand inside.

"Thank you, that's great."

Burgess hurriedly took it and gave one to Atwater.

The three of them were together, gobbling it up.

There is food in the stomach, and the person becomes warmer.

"Detective."

Burgess wiped the salad dressing from the corner of his mouth with his index finger, put it in his mouth and licked it: "We shouldn't have a shootout in this place, right?" ”

"yes, it's not a good place."

Atwater hurriedly nodded.

Not only Ethan, but they also have the same concerns.

Although the newly bought gun has a lock belt, it is normal for those who can come to buy a gun with one or two weapons.

"It's not something we can decide."

Looking at the little salad dressing left on the corner of Burgess's mouth, Ethan took a big bite of the hot dog:

"Rest assured, even if these people have guns, they're not stupid."

"If there is a shootout, you must run fast."

"Just be careful."

After a brief chat, Ethan took the money for the meal, and walked to another corner.

In front of the exhibition center, several Rosemount police department patrol cars were parked separately, and Rosemont police officers with golden seven-pointed police badges were looking around.

Don't worry about them alarming Sims, the gun fair would have needed local police officers to maintain order at the scene.

"This is the Rosemont Police Department."

An unfamiliar voice came from the headset: "Our people are ready and ready to do anything." ”

Ethan tossed the food in his hand, and Russec opened his hand to catch it.

"Rosemount Police Department, no hurry."

Hank pressed the intercom: "We have to determine the suspects and the number of people on the other side first, and keep an eye on each entrance." ”

"If there is any suspicious situation, please report it in time, thank you"

Putting down the walkie-talkie, he took the hot dog.

"Got it."

A reply came over the radio, and it fell silent.

"How much?"

Hank asked as he took a bite of a hot dog.

"Three."

Ethan is also not polite, he is helping to buy food, as much as he wants.

The others didn't say anything, and they wouldn't let Ethan treat him because he was rich, and sometimes they still had a clearer share.

Slip a handful of change into your pocket and lean against the cold hood.

Looking at the civilians coming in and out, Rusek chewed on the hot dog and said:

"If I say that this is the most difficult place in the world to catch a suspect, no one will object, right?"

Everyone shook their heads and smiled, and continued to watch.

After eating the food quickly, Antonio pressed the walkie-talkie: "Olinsky, do you see the target person?" ”

"Yes, I see."

Olinsky's voice rang out: "They're buying guns, you should come in and take a look, there are a lot of beautiful guys in there." ”

"Big sale, I want to buy two too."

"Them?" Hank asked.

"That's right."

Olinsky continued: "It looks like there should be three people. ”

"Okay." The group glanced at each other, and Hank said in a deep voice, "You continue to follow." ”

Ethan took a deep puff of his cigarette and tossed it on the ground.

A few minutes later, a voice rang out over the intercom:

"They were getting ready to go out, all with brand new AKM assault rifles in their hands, and bullets."

"Sims wears a cap and a brown coat."

"The other two people have a red coat and a black coat, everyone pay attention."

Ethan's location, more than a hundred meters from the front door.

In the distance, you can see the people Olinsky said pushed open the glass door and walked quickly out of the exhibition center.

"Everyone, don't move."

Hank picked up the walkie-talkie and said in a hoarse voice, "Wait for them to get in the car first, and then use the patrol car to fence them up." ”

This is the safest way to ensure that none of those three people can escape.

"Burgess."

Hank grabbed the walkie-talkie: "You go around to the front door and cut off their retreat." ”

"Roger."

Burgess replied, and the Chicago Police Department's patrol car was activated.

After Sims walked out of the exhibition center, he walked about ten meters before he stopped and came to the back of a car.

Opening the trunk, they put the assault rifle on their body inside.

Hank stared at him, ready to give orders at any moment.

Just then, a Rosemont Police Department patrol car sounded the alarm and rushed forward from behind them.

"Waterfa."

Ethan was so angry that even if he didn't want to listen to the command of the intelligence team, he shouldn't rush over like this.

"Officer Rosemont, back off."

Hank held down the walkie-talkie and yelled.

The other party didn't listen to the greeting at all, and drove the patrol car not far from Sims and stopped the car suddenly.

The police officer who was driving the car pushed the door and nervously shouted:

"Police, don't move!"

The sound of the siren had already alarmed several Simms.

They didn't even listen to the greeting, and quickly picked up the pistol that had been placed in the trunk.

As soon as the officers got out of the car, they all turned around and raised their guns.

"Bang bang."

A series of gunshots rang out, crackling against the doors of the patrol car, shattering the window glass.

The officer didn't expect that the other party would dare to open fire.

Bullets whizzed in, causing him to flee with his head in his hands.

"Everybody's moving."

Hank was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother, so he grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted, "go, go, go." ”

(End of chapter)