Seeing Nadia sit down in the pantry, Rusek's face returned to normal.

Not wanting to look at his bear-like appearance, Ethan walked up to Horstead: "Your friend, do you have anything to gain?" ”

"Yes."

Horstead clearly had some clues, and he said happily: "My friend has received the wind, there is a new player in the city recently, and he has recruited a few men to do a job. ”

"He's very well-connected, and I've asked him to arrange a meeting, and we'll say we can provide detonators and fuses."

"If the other party agrees to meet, then it is very likely that it is the person we need to find."

"Not bad." Ethan also slapped his palm happily with him: "At this time, there are not many people who need to use these things. ”

As he spoke, Hosted's cell phone rang.

He glanced at the caller's number, signaled silence, and pressed answer.

After a while, he hung up the phone, his eyes lit up: "The other party has agreed to meet, right now." ”

"So what are you waiting for?"

When Hank heard his words, he also walked out of the office quickly, and the information he already understood: "Go ahead, get to the bottom." ”

“OK！”

Horstead stood up and said to Ethan, "Do you want to come along?" ”

"Can I go too?"

Ethan pointed to himself, a little confused.

"Absolutely." Horstead drank the coffee in the cup in one gulp: "We didn't say how many people there were, besides, if it's really those people, I'm more relieved that you're here." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Rusek next to him, and it was clear that this was what made him feel uneasy.

"Please."

Rusek spread his hands dissatisfied: "I'm not a rookie again." ”

"Well, that's right."

Hank agreed with him, and waved his hand:

"Ethan, you run with them."

"Be careful, bring a gun."

Rusek completely lost his temper, scratched his head and put on his coat.

Less than a minute after I came back, I had to go out again.

But this is work, and there is no way, Ethan walked to the pantry and knocked on the door: "I'll go out, you're here alone, is there a problem?" ”

"Don't worry." Nadia looked at the magazine in her hand.

"Don't run around."

Ethan looked at her, "Repeat what I said." ”

"Got it~" Nadia raised her hand helplessly: "I promise, I will never run around." ”

Hank also noticed Nadia inside, and cast a puzzled look at Ethan.

"You ask Erin."

Ethan's words silenced his doubts, and Hank generally didn't care about Erin's business.

Not only is it the only flower of the intelligence group, but also his adopted daughter, this kind of trivial thing, Hank usually can't see.

Three people in a car, Horstead first drove the car to a KFC.

Before waiting, a white man in a black knitted hat slipped into the back seat and squeezed into the back seat with Rusek.

In his twenties, he was dry and thin, and his face was pale.

"Fake, I'm cold."

After the man got into the car, he kept chewing the gum in his mouth and stretched out his fist to Ethan: "Are you also a colleague of Horstead?" I'm a mouse. ”

"Mouse?"

Ethan looked at Horstead with a puzzled expression.

This nickname is not very good, in the culture of Lao Mei, it is equivalent to two or five boys and a big mouth.

"My comrade-in-arms."

"I once served overseas with me. ”

"Hello."

Hearing this, Ethan bumped fists with the mouse: "I'm Morgan." ”

"How?" Horstead turned around and asked impatiently, "Where to go?" ”

"Da-da."

The mouse smiled and waved his arm and snapped his fingers twice.

"Bastard."

Horstead pulled out a few pieces of cash from his pocket: "The information must be accurate, otherwise I will not be able to reimburse." ”

In fact, there is nothing good or bad to reimburse the informant fee, everyone has a quota.

Just have a name, and spend it.

If you have to get accurate information before you are willing to give money, then few people are willing to be informants.

"Got it."

The rat quickly snatched the cash and grinned with bared teeth: "After so many years, when have I ever lied to you." ”

After he got the informant's fee, he pointed to the front with satisfaction:

"I've already arranged it in the direction of Sedgwick, and the other party is waiting for us at home."

"By the way, you'd better not look like a cop in a minute."

"Shut up." Horstead spun the steering wheel and the car sped forward, stopping a few minutes later near the side of the street.

Led by rats, several people walk through the community park and come to an apartment building.

The weather was cold, and there were not many people moving outside, mainly white.

Looking at the community environment, law and order should be okay.

The rat led them up the stairs with a shrunken head to the third floor, where they stopped at a door.

The way they walk is sneaky.

Perhaps that's why he got his nickname, and the mouse turned his head and looked at the crowd.

All the police badges on their bodies were removed, and the pistols were inserted into the waists, and they all looked like they were hanging out.

Rusek, no more, no less, also received several months of training from Olinsky.

In addition, his original personality is also a bit out of the box, so none of the few people here have the upright taste of the police.

"Bumper."

When Hoststed nodded, the rat gently knocked on the door rhythmically.

Through the radar, a point of light in the room was seen moving to the back of a door, but the wooden door did not open immediately, and the people inside should be observing through the cat's eye.

Inside the apartment, there were three people.

The other two scattered separately, not like an ambush.

"Click."

Just as Ethan was observing the movement inside, the door opened.

"Yo."

The mouse greeted the man who opened the door: "Charlie, the person I brought has arrived." ”

"Inside."

The man looked at a few people outside, and pulled out his hand from his pocket: "Go to the living room and wait, don't run around." ”

The pockets are heavy, and what is inside is self-evident.

"Yes."

The rat bumped fists with the man and walked in the direction he pointed.

A few people in the back followed one after another, standing separately in the small living room next to it, which was a simple sofa and coffee table.

There are no photographs on the walls or furniture.

It's either a temporary place to stay, or it's just a short time since you moved here.

Pizza boxes, empty wine bottles, thrown everywhere, and the smell inside the apartment was really terrible.

"Mouse."

Rusek looked around: "What do you know about this Charlie?" ”

"Not good." The mouse winked at him: "In this world, who dares to say that they really understand others." ”

"You're here to do business, and you can make money when you have it."

"You have a point." Rusek raised his thumb and said mockingly, "Very helpful." ”

While the two were talking, footsteps rang out.

(End of chapter)