"I hope it's him, too."

Atwater walked over and said in a muffled voice.

The main thing is this physical trait, which is so common that in the criminal information bank, there are seven or eight out of ten people with tattoos on their bodies.

Even though it's tattooed on the neck, it's an astronomical amount.

After a few hours of watching, they were dizzy.

"That's right."

Rusek remembered something: "Hank, that informant, have you ever seen this Hector?" ”

"Smack."

Ethan patted his head, and he was also dizzy.

Isn't it, just let Teisel take a look at it and it's over, and I'm still guessing here.

He immediately took a picture with his phone and sent it to Hank.

In less than a minute, Hank pushed open the office door and hurriedly said, "That's him, that's right." ”

"Good!"

Ethan nodded and moved the mouse: "I'll sort out the information now." ”

A few minutes later, he handed out the freshly printed documents to the crowd, still smelling of ink.

Pick up the photo again and paste it on the whiteboard under Hector's name.

"Suspected of armed robbery, trafficking, murder, organized crime." Ethan tapped his fingers on the whiteboard and looked at everyone: "All the felonies you can think of, I think this guy should have done everything." ”

"According to the records."

While he was here, his voice paused: "Hector has been active in Philadelphia before. ”

"None of his criminal information is related to Chicago, and I don't know why he suddenly thought of coming here to expand the market."

"Maybe you brought it here."

Erin looked at the information in her hand and made a joke.

Philadelphia is in Pennsylvania, which is barely half of his hometown.

"Huh." Ethan glanced at her and put down the documents in his hand: "But these materials are relatively old, and it is not clear where he has been active recently." ”

"Maybe he got the support of someone and decided to come to Chicago to upgrade his business and grab the market.

"That's it, that's all there is for now."

Hank looked through the information for a while and put the case file down: "Publish a city-wide wanted and distribute his headshot to every corner." ”

"What's the name?"

Erin picked up the phone and asked with a shrug.

Based on the current situation, everything is inferred, and there are no relevant facts of the crime pointed to Hector's head.

You can't say that you suspect him of committing a crime and get him back.

"Make it up."

Hank glanced at his watch and waved indifferently, "I just need to grab him, it's as simple as that." ”

He asked for this, Erin was also accustomed to it, smiled and shook her head to get through the phone, and everyone else also got to work and spread Hector's message.

At the end of the day, there was nothing to gain.

Now we can only wait for new clues to appear, this is a city of millions of people, and we can't rely on a few people from the intelligence team to search the streets.

The phone shook, and it was time to get off work.

Everyone has long been accustomed to his behavior.

As long as there is no rush to work, Ethan will always be the first to slip away, and he will definitely not earn a dime of overtime pay from the police department.

At this time, there are quite a few people in the locker room.

When Ethan walked in, he attracted a lot of curious glances.

It seems that the aftermath of Ferrari will not be able to subside for some time.

After taking a shower, pack up in front of the locker.

"Hey."

The figure next to him flashed, and Burgess jumped over, his ponytail flicking.

She looked left and right, and quickly stepped forward.

"Horn."

As soon as her lips touched, she clasped her bulletproof vest with both hands and said happily: "I don't have to patrol at night, I'm going to buy a lot of fried chicken and enjoy it." ”

"I'll bring the drinks."

Ethan, too, winked at Burgess.

"Okay."

She saw someone coming and nodded quickly.

"That's right." Ethan looked at the Chicago police uniform on her body, and her eyes lit up: "You should have a change of uniform at home, right?" ”

"Get out."

Burgess punched him and walked away quickly.

Now that dinner had been settled, Ethan was in no hurry, and drove around before heading to Burgess's apartment.

The other party has already returned home and changed into a home dress.

On the small coffee table, there are all kinds of grilled chicken nuggets that look golden and crispy, and there are two boxes of dipping sauce next to them.

Seeing Ethan's somewhat regretful expression, Burgess smiled at the corner of his eyes, picked up a pistol leg and handed it over: "Hurry up, it won't taste good if you leave it for a long time." ”

Everyone is already an acquaintance, and there is no need to be polite.

Ethan took a bite of the big drumstick, closed the door, and threw his coat onto the couch.

Inside the TV, a Victoria's Secret performance is playing.

This is something that not only men love to watch, but women also like to pay attention to.

Of course, everyone appreciates the points differently.

The carpet had been soiled and had been thrown into the bathroom by Burgess, but it was okay for now, the two of them were not as restrained as they had been at the beginning of last night, sitting together on a single couch munching on fried chicken and drinking red wine.

Burgess eats small and fills his stomach in a few minutes.

She took a sip of red wine, sucked her fingers and stood up, lifted the curtain and walked inside.

"Ahem."

In less than a minute, the sound of coughing drew Ethan's attention.

On the slender, smooth legs, wearing only light blue short sleeves, this patrol summer shirt has all the buttons open, and the curve is full.

Burgess also wore a police hat with a large brim on his head.

"Boom, boom."

Her fingers hooked on a pair of silver handcuffs, and her wrists swayed, and the silver cuffs swung in circles.

"Goo."

Ethan took a big sip of the red wine in the cup: "Officer, I didn't mean to, I saw the door open just now, so I came in and had something to eat." ”

"I'm sorry."

He threw up his hands and said in horror, "Please, please don't put me in prison." ”

"It's not up to you."

Burgess reacted quickly, she grabbed the handcuffs and walked over viciously: "You are suspected of trespassing, I have to take you away today." ”

"Officer, you forgot, you're only one person."

Ethan rolled up his sleeves and stood up with a sinister smile: "Tonight, I'm going to let you try what it's like to be handcuffed." ”

"Ahh

Burgesston felt bad and took two steps back in horror.

"Don't try to run."

Ethan pounced on her, took her down, snatched the handcuffs and expertly put them on.

"Smack."

A slap was slapped, and the hip waves rolled.

"Buzz."

The phone kept vibrating, which made people upset.

"You'd better answer." Burgess looked at the phone with the screen lit up next to him, and said helplessly: "It seems to be Boyt, maybe there is something urgent." ”

Her hands were cuffed behind her back, unable to move.

"Fake."

Ethan cursed secretly, loosened his ponytail, and picked up his phone irritably: "I'm Morgan." ”

"Boyt."

Hank's voice couldn't suppress his anger, and he said hoarsely:

"Teisel, dead!"

Thank you for your support, thank you!

(End of chapter)