Faced with everyone's incomprehensible gaze, Rusek's mind was opened.

"That's what I thought."

Rusek scratched his face and said, "It's obvious that Octopus is going to run away now, and it takes money to run. ”

"He lost the appeal in his previous case and spent a lot of money on that lawyer."

"Since the money is spent, things are not in place."

He spread his hands, and the corners of his mouth grinned: "So now that Octopus has come out, looking for him to ask for money to spend, in terms of gang thinking, is it very reasonable." ”

"In the face of the threat of the Octopus, a smart creature like a lawyer will definitely think of cooperating with us."

"As long as he catches the eight claws, he will naturally be safe."

Rusek's call made everyone nod their heads again and again, as a lawyer, they must know a lot of information about Octopus, but they can't do anything about this lawyer.

Now Rusek's idea has given them a new way of thinking.

Since the lawyer doesn't like to cooperate with the police, then scare him into cooperating, as long as the goal can be achieved, nothing else matters.

“OK！”

Hank waved at Rusek: "Now let's go, you and I will go and scam this lawyer." ”

"Okay."

Rusek excitedly picked up his coat: "But I don't speak Spanish. ”

"No one here will."

Hank strode downstairs: "There's always someone on the patrol, let's go to Pratt and ask her to arrange for someone to call." ”

"A few of you, keep digging for clues."

Looking at his and Russec's departing backs, Ethan returned to his seat.

"Boom."

As soon as I sat down, my phone rang.

Swipe the screen and click on the message, and inside is a photo, choppy, very amazing.

"Please, please tell me that what you promised has been done." Underneath was a message from Blake, with a row of starry eyes.

This guy is too particular about doing things.

I also know how to take my own selfie as a reward.

I haven't seen you for a long time, and I've developed a little more.

But Ethan is not in the mood to watch it now, so he silently clicks to save.

"I'll do it, don't worry."

Fingers quickly pressed the screen: "What's your address, I'll send you a courier." ”

Just put it down, and the phone rang again.

"I don't want to send a courier, I'm afraid I'll lose it!"

"Well, do you want me to send it to you?"

"That's the idea, haha."

"Crazy?"

"Please, don't tell me, isn't this worth it?"

came with the information, and there was also a photo of Bai Huahua, which was too ang~ It was exaggerated enough, and it had to be crowded.

Ethan rubbed his nose and quickly replied:

"Worth !!"

"Seriously, I'm going to Texas in a while, if you have time, how about we do it together? You bring the stuff directly to me. ”

Blake's messages came one after another: "Come with you, my parents can rest assured." ”

"Most importantly, it misses you."

Another photo was sent, and Ethan couldn't resist it at all.

His fingers flicked quickly: "Time? ”

Seeing Ethan's reply, Blake said he was very happy and quickly sent his travel time.

There is still a week or so, and the itinerary is not a few days.

Ethan calculated, and asked for a few days off at that time, which was not a big problem, and then replied with an OK gesture.

He said he was still busy, so he put down his phone.

Not long after flipping through the case file, the phone rang again, this time it was Hank.

"There's a guy." Hank said hurriedly: "There is a photo studio in North Clark, this guy specializes in forging documents, and the lawyer said that he once introduced this person to Octopus." ”

"I sent you the address, take someone to see it."

"Okay."

Ethan hung up and picked up his coat.

"What's going on?" Seeing this, Olinsky hurriedly asked.

"Okay, it's you."

He grabbed his pistol: "Let's go, on the way, let's follow up on a new clue." ”

Hurried downstairs, the car went straight to North Caraca.

The Ford Interceptor stopped in front of the photo studio, and the two hurriedly pushed open the glass door.

"Ding, ding, ding."

Olinsky rang the service bell: "Anyone?" ”

No one answered, and Ethan knew there was no one here, and there were no spots on the radar.

Or, rather, there are no living people.

They stood by the counter, in the middle of which was a long aisle, and on the innermost iron door, there were several faint, blood-red fingerprints.

"Inside."

Subconsciously pulling out the python, he patted Olinsky.

The two of them walked inside carefully, one on the left and one on the right.

Olinski is the one who is careful to appear out of nowhere, and Ethan is careful to look at the evidence that may be left behind at the scene.

When I came to the iron gate, the door was hidden, leaving a crack.

Hook your fingers into the crack of the door and gently pry it open.

A middle-aged man with gray hair was lying in the room, lying in a pool of blood.

The room was full of clutter, and in the middle of the empty space was a simple sound studio, and on the floor was a broken camera.

In the corner on the side, there is also a wooden chair.

On the ground around the wooden chairs, there were many severed hairs, and this place was a den of forgery documents.

It was clear at a glance, and Orlinsky immediately called the patrolman.

Ethan put on disposable gloves and looked around before picking up the camera.

"It's all like this, what's the use." Olinsky looked at the tattered machine in Ethan's hand and was so angry that he stuffed a twisted candy into his mouth.

"If you always eat sweets, you might as well smoke."

Ethan glanced at him and pointed his finger to the tattered camera, "Cross your fingers, I have a vague feeling that there's an idiot here." ”

"Click."

With the gentle movement of his fingers, a memory card popped out of it.

"Sure enough, there are fools."

Ethan excitedly turned around and showed the memory card in his hand intact.

Finding a piece of paper, carefully wrapping the card and putting it in his pocket, he continued to search the room.

Since there is one stupid thing, it cannot be ruled out that there will be a second one.

"Hey."

Olinsky pointed to a table in the corner: "This thing can't be used, right?" ”

Walking briskly over, Ethan saw what he was pointing at.

On a desk, on a laptop, with a claw hammer embedded in the keyboard, keycaps jumping everywhere.

"Who knows."

Ethan unplugged the power supply and picked up the computer as it was: "Take it back and show it to a professional." ”

The patrol soon arrived, and there was no more obvious value at the scene, and they quickly returned to the police station with their computers.

In the technical room, everyone gathered around.

"Stop."

Erin let out a low sigh, her fingers almost poking at the computer screen.

Jean stops tapping the arrow keys, and the eight-clawed woman, the brown-haired woman, appears in the frame.

It's just that she has reduced her long hair to short hair.

Despite this, he was instantly recognized, and the screen continued to beat, and soon a picture of Octopus and his son appeared.

His son has not changed much, the original messy hair of the eight claws has been cut off, and the beard has been shaved, and now the whole person still looks quite energetic, and if you don't look at it carefully, you really can't tell it.

"Well, that's their latest look."

Jean handed out the photos to the crowd, banged on the table and said, "You all saw the data in the computer just now, three fake IDs, and a few credit cards corresponding to fake names. ”

"I've entered the information of my ID card and credit card into the early warning system."

"As soon as a usage record is generated, we will receive a message very quickly."

According to Octopus's current situation, this is very fast, it should be very fast, and everyone rubbed Jean's head with satisfaction and left.

Hank, on the other hand, stayed until the end, taking a document from Jean.

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