"Thank you."

Taylor took off his sunglasses and said sincerely, "Thank you to the Chicago Police Department for their efforts in this matter." ”

She has long been accustomed to this kind of public entertainment of hello, me, and everyone.

After a few pleasantries, Ethan opened the door and let Taylor and the others in.

The reporters in the back won't let them in, otherwise they will put on too much of a show and lose the meaning of coming over.

In the ward, there are doctors and nurses.

One of the security guards was lying on the hospital bed, his arm wrapped in gauze, and he was supposed to have been shot here.

Compared to Mohican, he was already lucky.

Luckily, the guy on the side, because he was sitting in the back row, was unscathed.

The two security guards were also touched by Taylor's risking his life to come to visit them, everyone was a person who often stayed together, and there were not so many polite words.

Taylor just told them to recuperate and talk about Moxigan's head by the way.

Ten minutes later, the visit ended and everyone left the ward.

Taylor was much more depressed and stopped communicating with several media outlets with whom he had good relations.

Faced with the question of whether the concert was held normally, it was all thrown into the evening.

Bumped into Burgess, Ethan quietly pressed the elevator.

Seeing her puffing out, she stealthily compared scissor hands, and then proudly walked into the elevator.

Before I got downstairs, my phone rang.

Burgess sent a text message impatiently, asking for an autographed photograph with a few threatening words, which Ethan didn't even see.

Coming to the underground parking lot, Mercedes quietly left along another exit.

Smooth return to Hyde Park.

"Boom!"

As soon as I entered the house, I received a message from Erin on my phone.

"Don't let your employer see it."

Swipe up the screen, inside are a few photos, zoom in, it's the inside of the suitcase, it's densely plastered with Taylor's photos.

It's just that the body is replaced by some other photos.

"It's very similar!"

Taylor's head leaned over: "My skin is a little better, though." ”

"Ahem." Ethan coughed lightly and pushed her head away: "Please pay attention to my privacy, I am investigating." ”

"Really? Whose privacy the hell! ”

Taylor said a word and strode into the living room.

When he saw the photos on his phone, Taylor was actually flustered, but he just pretended to be calm.

Although it was not the real self, it was a little awkward to be seen by him in that way, as if he had also been looked at.

Ethan looked at the remaining photos before walking through the living room and by the pool.

Bring up the address book and call Erin:

"What's going on now?"

Erin's tone was extremely disgusted: "That person is really a pervert, not only photos, but also a doll, with dozens of love letters in it, and the content is much more disgusting than the guy before." ”

"That's not what I asked, Danny didn't guess we'd find him so quickly."

"Now is the best chance." Ethan looked at the people in the living room and continued to ask:

"You can't find a clue yet, do you?"

"Who knows where he ran to." Erin complained and continued: "But there is good news, we found out that he has a comrade-in-arms in Chicago by investigating his service records. ”

"Now that he's out alone, he's definitely going to have to find a place to stay."

"Maybe Danny has a connection with his comrades."

"Great." Ethan nodded hurriedly: "Take him down, OK!" ”

"It's just a guess, let's not talk about it, I'll get to the place right away." Erin casually hung up.

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"Everybody be careful."

Hank looked at the house not far away, slowly stopped the car, and pressed the walkie-talkie at the same time: "The suspect is professionally trained and extremely dangerous. ”

"Roger." Voices of response were heard.

Erin patted her bulletproof vest and pushed the door open to get out of the car.

A large group of people are like monkeys, watching the surveillance video for several hours, she has long been angry, and she can't wait to find someone to practice immediately.

She and Hank took the lead, with Olinsky and Antonio behind.

The four of them walked briskly across the front yard and onto the porch.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a faint sound of a TV inside, and Erin banged on the door.

"Who is it?"

Heavy footsteps rang out, and the door creaked open.

A burly man with a mouth and a beard appeared at the door, and a thunderous voice sounded: "What is the matter with you?" ”

"Good afternoon."

Erin unbuttoned her clothes and showed off the badge hanging under the bulletproof vest: "I want to ask you about someone, Danny, your comrade-in-arms." ”

"Has he been in contact with you lately?"

"Danny?"

The bearded man scratched his head and said with a puzzled expression: "I haven't been in touch with him for a long time, and I haven't seen him since I came back from Iraq." ”

"I'm sorry, I can't help you."

"It's okay, I'm sorry for you."

Erin looked into the living room with some regret, her gaze fixed on two bottles of Budweiser.

"Whoa!"

The toilet flushed sounded, and a man with an inch head walked out of the toilet next to the living room.

looks a little handsome, and on his forehead, there is a faint scar.

He froze and looked at the few policemen standing outside the door.

"Danny!"

The bearded man yelled, "Run." ”

The shouting woke everyone up, and Danny spread his legs and ran away from him like a frightened bird.

"Chicago Police!"

Hank yelled, and with Erin, he squeezed through the strong man in the doorway, trying to break into the house.

"I'll talk about it later."

The bearded man roared, like a bull, his thick arms outstretched, and he grabbed the two of them violently.

"Bang!"

The floor was dusty, and Hank and Erin were tossed to the ground.

Several people got entangled and crashed into the cabinet next to them, and the porcelain placed on it fell and fell apart.

"Chase."

Olinsky flew up, grabbed the bearded man's fat neck, and roared loudly.

"Bang!"

The glass door in the back was smashed, and Danny didn't bother to twist the lock, and rushed out of the house directly against the glass, and countless pieces of glass flew out with his body.

Antonio hurriedly ran past the chaotic crowd of people, but was hooked by the bearded man.

The figure is shaky and the steps are staggering.

He nearly fell, struggled to control his balance, and continued to chase after him.

After a few strokes, he disappeared outside the back door.

The bearded man rolled over and threw Olinsky under him with a hard flick.

"Oh~"

With a height of 1.8 meters and a weight of about 200 catties, he almost didn't smash Olinsky to the back.

"Bang."

Hank broke free of control and threw a backhand at the strong man's elbow, the tip of which slammed into the beard's head.

The neck was locked, and after another heavy blow, the strong man finally fainted.

"Fack, my old bone."

Olinsky cried out in pain: "Come and help me." ”

Erin got up with her head on her feet, and together with Hank, she tore over the beard, and Olinsky, who was crushed underneath, was finally able to catch his breath.

"You go and help!"

Hank pulled out his handcuffs and shouted at Erin.

"Got it."

Erin angrily slapped the floor and ran through the living room and towards the back of the house.

Handcuffed, Hank pulled the old guy up, the two looked at each other, and shook their heads with a wry smile, no more than back then.

Hank noticed a backpack next to the sofa in the living room, and he walked over quickly, pulled the zipper open, and immediately gasped.

Detonators, wires, C4s, and a swarthy pistol lay quietly inside the bag.

(End of chapter)