Looking at the few corpses on the ground, Ethan sighed.

If there were Chinese people lying here, I guess I would be even more excited than Perry.

Different ethnicities and different mentalities.

Seeing one's own man lying on the ground, wrath is certain.

Especially since there are two children here, which is why Hank has not been angry just now, he is really not good at talking.

If Muñoz is left outside, it is estimated that more people will die at his hands.

"Let's go!"

Ethan grabbed Antonio and dragged him downstairs.

Cooperating with Octopus will inevitably provide convenience to Octopus, reduce his sentence and facilitate his prison life.

This is also what Antonio does not want to see, he only wants to see the other person suffer.

It's just that in the current situation, it is useless for him to object.

The two walked out of the house together, and after smoking two cigarettes, Antonio relieved himself, looked at Biardon who was driving away, and he threw away the cigarette butt fiercely:

"I just don't want to work with that bastard."

"How is Diego doing?"

Ethan picked up a snowball and threw it at the trunk of a nearby tree.

Snowballs hit the trunks of trees like meteors, and snowflakes fell from the canopy, staining the ground white.

"It's fine."

Antonio shook his head, his eyes red: "The psychiatrist said that he was already fine, but I couldn't get past Judy's level." ”

"Sometimes when I sleep, I can dream of her."

It turned out that it was not just because of the son, but also because of the ex-partner.

The relationship between being a police officer and a long-term partner is not something that ordinary people can understand.

That kind of life and death relationship, to be honest, is more intimate than ordinary couples, even if they are husband and wife, they don't often have to face life and death crises together.

And when they go out to act, the partners around them are the most solid support.

Watching his partner die is also the most cruel thing to do.

"She wouldn't want to see you like that."

Ethan didn't know what to say, so he comforted him and patted him on the shoulder.

Take a deep puff of your cigarette and flick the end off.

At this time, the others also came out of the house, and Ethan slowly exhaled smoke and walked towards the parking place.

Back at the police station after a two-day absence, Ethan sat down at the table and cocked his feet.

"Hey!"

Erin pushed his feet away and sat down on the table, "Do you know where Taylor went?" ”

Since leaving the show last night, Taylor has disappeared from public view.

Countless news outlets tried to find her and conduct first-hand interviews, but they couldn't find anyone.

Her agent and assistant all left Chicago by plane today, and she was still nowhere to be found under the siege and interception of countless paparazzi.

For a while, where Taylor went became a hot topic on the whole network.

Erin is no exception, she is already gossiping and a fan, so she naturally thought of asking Ethan.

Where Taylor is, Ethan certainly knows.

It's still early, and the guy probably hasn't gotten up yet.

I cleaned up for a few hours last night, and I guess I won't wake up until the afternoon.

"Please, why are you asking me?"

Ethan nodded: "Use your brain, I'm just a bodyguard." ”

In any case, it is impossible to admit to being killed.

"Yes."

Erin shrugged her shoulders and slapped him on the foot before walking back to her seat.

She didn't dare to think that the guy on the other side had already arched people.

The latest case file, Jean quickly sorted it out and took it for distribution, Ethan took the file and looked at it boredly.

Everyone knows who did this.

For Muñoz's hiding ability, everyone also expressed admiration.

But after all, this is the third largest city in the United States, and it is really difficult to find someone like Muñoz who has a local network to hide.

If it weren't for that, Byrdon wouldn't have thought of working with Octopus.

Not long after the Chase Room was silent, Hank walked out of the office, first at Antonio and then at the crowd.

Without speaking, he walked straight downstairs.

Everyone else got up and followed, and came to the garage together.

The roller shutter closed and everyone stood separately, while Ethan walked over to the tech room and pulled a chair against the wall and sat down.

"Listen."

Hank looked at Antonio, who was agitated, and after a moment of silence, said, "I know, everyone is angry. ”

"Believe me, too."

"Octopus and his men killed one of our colleagues and one of us."

"Not only that, but he almost killed one of our colleagues' relatives."

Everyone looked at Antonio, they all knew who the latter man was referring to, and even the new Sumner knew what was going on.

"No matter what."

Hank clasped his hands to his chest and said in a deep voice, "It would be naïve to expect not to trade with bastards when we chose this profession. ”

"Bear with it and show some professionalism."

After speaking, he glanced at Jean next to him.

Jean nodded, walked briskly over to the shutter, and slapped the case file vigorously.

The roller shutter slowly rose, and the wind and snow outside blew in, which lifted everyone's spirits.

Silver Ford took the lead, leading a prison escort van over.

The engine sounded, and the two cars stopped.

Baildon was the first to get out of the car, followed by the prison guards on the escort car.

The prison guard took out a document and handed it to Bildon to sign, and then opened the rear door of Iveco, and inside, there was an iron cage with dense ventilation holes.

A man in a yellow prison uniform could be vaguely seen, sitting inside.

He opened the iron cage again, and with eight claws of handcuffs and anklets, he was helped out of the car by the prison guards.

On his face, with a mask, from his breathing port, was spitting out white mist, looking like a monster.

Byrdon took off his mask, revealing his face inside.

It bears a bit of a resemblance to the legendary Colombian drug lord Pablo, with messy black hair.

Eightpaw tilted his head, took a deep breath of free air, twisted his neck from side to side, and looked at the man standing in the garage.

The corners of his mouth crooked, and a smile appeared:

"Hello, Antonio, long time no see."

"You're like a rat that has just crawled out of a sewage ditch." Ethan bit a cigarette and said, squinting his eyes and saying, "Since it was hard to stick out the rat's head, let's keep a low profile, otherwise I won't be able to go back to prison." ”

"Detective, are you trying to scare me?"

Eight Paws opened his mouth and looked at Baildon in horror: "What to do, I'm so scared, or I'd better go back to prison." ”

Byrdon glared at Ethan, then at Hank.

"Be honest with me."

Hank stepped forward, grabbed Octopus, and pushed him onto the bench in the cage.

"Where is he?"

Antonio didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, pulled out Muñoz's picture from the case file in his hand, and held it up in front of Octopus. (End of chapter)