"Are you serious?"

Olinsky placed the printed confession paper on the table, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Can I smoke?"

Ethan looked at Horstead and lit the cigarette after getting the other party's permission.

"I don't think about anything else, I just make judgments based on what I know," he said, biting his filter. ”

"Don't tell me, you don't have such suspicions."

Olinsky picked up the photo next to him, where Lonnie was lying in the snow with a purple bruise on his neck.

Seeing Lonnie's eyes widen, he also picked up Ethan's cigarette case, lit one for himself, and took small sips.

I usually bite the candy just to quit smoking.

Now that this kind of thing happens, he doesn't care so much.

Horstead also picked up a cigarette and followed the two of them into a cloud of smoke.

"The only thing I don't like about this job is that I encounter these bad things." Olinsky rubbed his head and looked at Horstead:

"You're going to talk to Lonnie's father tomorrow."

"It's best to persuade him to turn himself in, so that he will get the lightest punishment."

I don't know what Lonnie's father found out to kill his son in desperation.

To put it another way, Lonnie must have done something angry to make his father decide to kill him.

"I see."

Horstead flicked off the ashes and fell back onto the sofa chair.

Although the other party did not say it explicitly, Horsted knew that Olinsky had identified Lonnie's father as the murderer.

Both colleagues thought so, which also made his unguessing thoughts clear.

The next morning, as soon as I walked into the police station lobby, I saw a white plastic paint bucket on the reception desk.

In the middle of the paint bucket, a photograph is pasted.

It's a donation bucket, and when this thing appears, it means that there is an accident with the police, usually referring to death.

The money raised will be donated to the family of the deceased.

No matter how much, it's also a heart.

"Which police officer is this who has an accident?" Ethan reached into his pocket and looked at Pratt.

"Please, this is the officer who was shot in Rosemont." Pratt picked up the bucket: "Please see clearly." ”

"Also, be generous, OK."

"It turned out to be him." Ethan looked at the familiar golden seven-pointed badge, shook his head, and pulled his hand out of his pocket:

"Yesterday he was lying on the ground and didn't see his face clearly."

He took out two hundred dollars, spread it out, and shoved it along the gap above.

Seeing those two 100s, Pratt nodded in satisfaction.

This kind of fundraising activity will look at the distance and proximity of relatives, and for people who don't know each other, most of them are ten dollars and twenty.

Ethan took out two hundred, which was almost his daily wage.

This stroke can be regarded as generous.

"Gone." After donating the money, he strode upstairs.

"Ethan."

As soon as he reached the staircase, Jean flashed from behind and beckoned him to stop: "Yesterday, the investigators have searched all the inside of the auto repair shop. ”

"They just brought their things this morning."

"What did you find?" Ethan stopped, Jean holding a couple of discs in his hands.

"In addition to some unique products, weapons, and this."

Jean shrugged his shoulders awkwardly, and then handed the thing in his hand to Ethan:

"Tony Johnston who has been corrupted by hydrochloric acid, his lawyer, I think you should get that lawyer back and talk."

Taking the disc, Ethan looked at him suspiciously.

"You'll know when you see it."

Jean scratched his head: "I only watched a little bit. ”

"By the way, little advice, it's better not to watch it with Erin and Sumner."

He winked at Ethan, then turned and walked back to the tech room.

In such a mysterious way, Ethan suddenly aroused a strong curiosity and walked quickly upstairs.

"Antonio, Rusek."

He called out to the two men, turned on the computer again, and lit up the disc in his hand: "This is something I found in the auto repair shop yesterday." ”

Not only Antonio and Rusek, but also Erin and Sumner came running.

Just about to open the plastic box, I remembered Jean's words.

The other party will not be untargeted, so there will definitely be a reason for saying that, so you still have to pay attention.

"Ahem." Ethan stops:

"Erin, can you go and Sumner and pour me a cup of coffee?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Erin impatiently grabbed the disc, "Or I'll take it back and see it myself." ”

“OK。” Ethan was no longer reluctant.

No matter how tragic the murder scene is, I can still be afraid that a few discs will not work.

Put it in the CD-ROM drive, find the video file in the computer, and in front of everyone's eyes, he double-clicked to open it.

"Yay, yes."

"Evenmai Ka~~~"

"Dah."

Ethan hit the spacebar hard, and the sound from the Bluetooth headset on the table stopped suddenly.

"I'm sorry."

He spread his hands awkwardly: "It should be someone else who gave the wrong thing to Jean." ”

Not only him, but when the video screen appeared, everyone invariably looked away.

An extremely strange atmosphere that quickly spreads.

It is a pleasure to watch alone.

If you look at this in public, it is a punishment.

"What the hell is this, despise you." Erin flicked her middle finger and was about to return to her seat.

"Wait a minute, something isn't right."

Rusek couldn't help but take another look and found something wrong: "You continue to play, we know this person." ”

"Who?" Ethan turned off the sound this time and replayed the video.

The camera moves slowly, capturing the face of the man lying beneath the woman, and the frame freezes again.

"Tony Johnston."

Antonio also recognized the man and said in surprise.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be evidence, but what did Jean do when he videotaped Johnston's love to himself.

Ethan scratched his face and continued to play the video.

The camera moved up, and the woman's figure was okay, but it could be seen that she was a little older.

The little bunny is bouncing up and down, the camera focused on her face, looking very enjoyed, rolling her eyes uncontrollably.

The blonde brown hair swayed incessantly, and the rhythm gradually increased.

"Dah."

A small hand reached out next to him and held down the space bar to freeze the woman's face in the middle of the screen.

It seems that at the age of about forty, the charm still exists, revealing the temperament of a mature woman.

"Even-bought karma."

Erin didn't know when, but came back here.

She looked at the screen and said in surprise, "This is Johnston's lawyer, Jenny." ”

"That's right, it's her."

Sumner on the side also looked shocked, and hurriedly echoed: "You won't guess what she looks like in the lawyer's office, this is really an eye-opener." ”

As she spoke, Ethan focused his gaze on hers.

Dressed in a black suit and serious, Sumner's height is one of the best among these people.

Full buttocks, drawing an amazing arc.

No one else would have guessed that under her old-fashioned appearance, there was a strong contrast.

Noticing Ethan's gaze, she immediately glared.

"What now?" Ethan smiled and looked away at Antonio, it was a new clue.

Antonio pondered for a moment and said to Erin:

"You and Sumner go and bring Jenny back."

"Ethan." He pointed to the Bluetooth headset placed next to him:

"We need to figure out who the person is behind the camera, and if you look at all these discs, maybe you can get something out of their conversation."

"Shet."

Ethan hurriedly turned his head: "Rusek, come and see." ”

However, I don't know when, the guy has quietly disappeared.

(End of chapter)