Tavern at night.

The atmosphere is cosy and the wine is strong.

That is, when people were resting and relaxing after work, the burst of gunfire suddenly rang out.

Before the gunman could even shoot, his face exploded with a bang.

Ethan pulled the trigger three times in succession, and all the bullets landed on the gunman's head, until the gunfire stopped, and a puff of green smoke came out of the muzzle.

The gunman fell to the ground with a bang, but he sat down peacefully on the barstool.

The bartender's eyes rolled and she realized that Ethan still had the heart to pick up the bourbon on the bar and drink it all in one gulp.

"Shet!"

"Guns, guns."

The drinkers, who realized it later, let out a frightened cry.

The wine on the top was instantly cooled down.

The people in the tavern all subconsciously looked for a hiding place, and they all went under the table, and some smart people even lay directly on the ground.

"Bang dang."

The empty cups were casually thrown on the table.

"Chicago Police."

Ethan got down from the barstool and shouted, "Don't move until the danger is lifted." ”

Erin and Horstead quickly pulled out their pistols and cautiously walked towards the gunman who had fallen to the ground, the muzzle of the black hole firmly pointed at the man.

Despite believing in Ethan's marksmanship, it was a necessary process.

"Squeak~"

Outside, on the side of the road.

The wheels of a black SUV were spinning rapidly, kicking up a puff of white smoke on the ground, and the people in the driver's seat were looking in horror at the door of the tavern.

"There are still people."

Erin yelled and rushed past the corpse out of the tavern.

As she shouted, the car jerked and sped forward.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

Erin spread her legs in pursuit, Glock in her hand spewing tongues of fire.

It's a pity that while running, he shot at the same time, causing the target to be smashed, and after the glass of the vehicle was shattered, the vehicle drove away crookedly.

Stopping, she gasped for breath.

On the door of his head, a fine sweat broke out, and his fingers were trembling slightly.

A prepared battle and an unconscious attack are two different things at all, the latter is enough to make everyone's adrenaline secretion go crazy.

"Police number 99527."

Ethan kicked away the Beretta M9 next to the gunman, grabbed his phone and looked at Horstead: "I forgot, what is this place?" ”

"Ugh."

Horstead swallowed and said quickly, "4292 South Emerald Boulevard." ”

"Main station." Ethan said into his phone: "There was an exchange of fire at 4292 South Emerald Avenue, a bandit was shot and killed, the scene has been controlled, and there are plainclothes police detectives at the scene." ”

“SUV。”

Erin grabbed Glock with both hands and walked back quickly: "Ford, black, a white man, with a shattered rear windshield, is running north. ”

"I suspect it's hit, but I can't confirm it."

To put it simply, at this time, only the key information needs to be stated.

As she spoke, she looked around vigilantly, and no one knew if there would be a second gunman, and the person who had fled just now was obviously the one who answered.

Ethan nodded, quickly repeating what Erin had said.

Now the patrol police around need to come to control the scene, the ambulance must also be in place, and the fleeing vehicle must also be arranged by the patrol car at the liaison desk.

"Is there anyone hurt?"

Horstead came back to his senses and shouted into the tavern.

The people inside got up one after another, shaking their heads in horror.

It didn't take long for support vehicles to arrive.

The people from the intelligence group also rushed over quickly, and as soon as Olinsky got out of the car, he was pulled aside by Ethan: "What I asked you to arrange last time, how was it?" ”

"This is what the person who wants to put a bounty on is doing?"

When Olinsky saw Horstead taking notes on the side, he reacted instantly: "Can you be sure?" ”

"Yes." Ethan nodded:

"I asked him just now, and I haven't had any other personal grievances lately."

Needless to say, the gunman was obviously coming for Horstead, but he didn't expect to be approached by the gunman just now when he was discussing this matter.

"In the morning, the words have already been released."

Olinsky tapped his watch, frowned and said: "I have received a reply, and several gangs have said that they want to do it, this is fat work, and a lot of people who are imprisoned for life are willing to do it." ”

"Rest assured, Oscar can't see the sun the day after tomorrow."

"But you still have to be careful these days." Olinsky shrugged his shoulders and said, "Maybe there are some people who are not so well-informed and will continue to do it." ”

"Got it."

Ethan patted Olinski on the shoulder, and the two walked to the side together.

"Thank you."

Horstead was receiving Rusek's transcript, he looked at Ethan, and said repeatedly, "If it weren't for you coming, I don't know what would have happened." ”

On his T-shirt, stained with sweat.

This wave of attacks also scared him enough, he really didn't take it seriously, but now he finds that it is really difficult to prevent hidden arrows.

"Alright."

Ethan waved his hand and said helplessly: "Don't go back to the places you often go these days, not even Morley." ”

"As long as you get off work, you can stay in my house honestly."

On the other side, Rusek's eyes lit up when he heard Ethan's words, and he hurriedly put away the notebook.

"yes, I see." Hoststed nodded.

"Ethan."

Russec looked for an opportunity, walked over and whispered, "I had a fight with Wendy, you see, can you let me stay for two days." ”

Damn, this is a fair.

Ethan didn't speak, just raised a middle finger at him.

Seeing this, Rusek suddenly smiled.

Looking at the busy scene, Ethan clasped his hands to his chest and his temples beating.

Well, you have to be entertained in the evening.

The patrol car soon came with the news that the fleeing car had lost its track, the scene had been dealt with, and it had been a busy day, and everything could only wait for tomorrow.

One by one, the others left, and Horstead asked Erin to escort her friend home.

Three people on the street, you look at me, I look at you.

Looking at the two temporary roommates, Ethan coughed dryly and said to Horstead: "Listen, work is work, life is life, and in private, I don't like people discussing my life." ”

"Don't worry, I understand." Horstead zipped his mouth: "I'm not a big-mouthed person. ”

"No, you don't understand."

Ethan spread his hands, smiled and shook his head: "You are too serious, you seem to have a sense of justice, I'll have a party later, if you can't get used to it, you can stay in the room, OK?" ”

"Waterfa?"

Horstead, who seemed to have eased his mind on the surface, asked incredulously, "Is this the image I have in your mind?" ”

"It's that hard to touch?"

"Party!" Rusek's eyes lit up as he nodded at Horstead: "Man, you do give people this feeling, as if you are very serious and serious in everything you do. ”

"No, it won't."

Horst was even more surprised than when he was shot earlier: "That's why you usually don't call me what you usually do?" ”

"Shet, I'm going to let you two know how crazy I was when I was in school."

He punched Rusek and put his arm around his shoulder.

"Haha, I don't believe it."

Rusek felt that his body was still in a state of euphoria, and also patted him on the back hard: "Don't worry, we will catch the person who escaped tomorrow." ”

"Let's go."

Ethan pulled out his phone and walked towards Cadillac.

A few seconds later, three cars left one after another, leaving only a tavern surrounded by a cordon.

On the ground, a pool of blood.

The pedestrians who came and went looked strange.

(End of chapter)