The corners of Ethan's eyes twitched, not knowing what to say.

My wife cheated on me, but I still talked to my friends.

A knife is more ruthless than a knife.

Olinsky's wife has seen it herself, a half-old, who still has a bit of charm and a relatively gentle temper.

I didn't expect to do things so ruthlessly.

"I used to sleep in the garage just to be with their mother and daughter." Olinsky looked at the white ceiling and said in a muffled voice: "Give her a little space, but also find a way to save her feelings." ”

"Now it seems that everything was in vain."

"Hey."

Ethan grabbed his shoulder and squeezed it hard: "Maybe she's just confused for a while, everything will be fine." ”

"She called just now, right?"

"If you want, you might as well communicate with her, maybe it's a misunderstanding."

When encountering this kind of thing, he can only be persuaded like this.

In the United States, if a middle-aged man encounters this kind of thing, it can only be said to be a tragedy, not only an emotional betrayal, but also a major blow to property if divorced.

Olinsky's wife is a housewife.

In itself, she has no income, and as long as she is no longer married, a single alimony can make Orlinsky difficult to live on.

Although he couldn't bear it, he could only persuade him to forgive.

No, the people are gone, and the money is gone.

"Needless to say."

Olinsky shook his head slowly: "I can't forgive this kind of thing. ”

"Do you need a few days off?" Ethan patted him on the shoulder and asked helplessly, "Do you want to give you a few days off?" ”

Hearing this, Olinsky bit off the twisted candy heavily:

"All I need now is work."

"Squeak."

The sound of the door opening interrupted the conversation between the two.

This kind of thing is not easy for outsiders to know, Ethan quickly stood up and looked at Erin who came out of the ward.

"Good news."

Erin's expression was a little more relaxed than just now: "It doesn't look optimistic, but under the doctor's examination, it was found that there were some skin injuries, and there was nothing wrong with the movement, just rest for a few days." ”

It is impossible to rest.

Hank, like Olinsky, now needs to work to find out who dares to do it himself.

"You go back first." Hank also limped out after Irene: "Let the people of the intelligence team handle this matter, there is no need to let others know." ”

He looked at Ethan, gritted his teeth, and said:

"You let the others search for other clues first, and as for Josie, you and Olinsky accompany me to that bar at night."

"I'll follow up on this clue myself."

If he guessed correctly, this Josie was an intelligence broker, relying on the fact that he knew some people and selling some of the information he had inquired about.

Let others do it, and she will get certain benefits afterwards.

Only this time, Hank wanted her to know that she had provoked the wrong person, and that some people's ideas were something she shouldn't have thought of.

Ethan nodded, and left the hospital with Erin and Olinsky.

Hank still needs to rest here for a while, and although there is no serious injury, he is indeed choked by the beating, so why should he rest for half a day.

Back at the police station, everyone else was busy.

As soon as he walked into the chase room, Antonio greeted him: "Just now we continued to trace Marx's information, and found that he used five pseudonyms, a habitual offender with a number of criminal records. ”

Taking the information in his hand, Ethan flipped it open:

"What about the other one?"

"On the database, no clues can be found." Antonio looked at the three of them and spread his hands and said, "This doesn't mean that he hasn't committed a crime before, it's just that he was very careful and didn't leave a criminal record." ”

"That's right." He clicked on one of the names on the profile:

"Two days ago, Marx used this capacity to rent a van in the Southern District, and just now in the surveillance video near Hank's house, the trace of this car was found."

Rusekh stood up, scratched his nose and said:

"There is no feedback from the positioning instrument on the car, but I have uploaded the license plate number to the early warning system, and I hope to find the relevant information as soon as possible."

"At the scene of the abduction, no other clues were found."

Ethan remembered something, closed the folder in his hand, and looked at Nadia: "Is there a chance to use the previous method again?" ”

If you can locate the phone directly, it will save you a lot of trouble.

Just arrest people, and you don't have to go around in circles here.

"I've tried." Nadia stood up and shook her head and said, "The signal has been lost, it may be that Marx sensed that something was wrong and had destroyed the calling card." ”

Then there is no way, you can only track it down slowly.

Anyway, now that Hank has recovered, things don't need to be so rushed, and what is lost is nothing more than some money.

What's in the safe shouldn't be his full net worth.

The loss of hundreds of thousands, for him, is not a big problem.

"Oliver, did you ask?"

Antonio picked up the folder that Ethan handed back, and asked repeatedly: "This matter must be inseparable from her, did she provide some valuable clues?" ”

"Yes."

Ethan didn't hide it: "It's most likely that it has nothing to do with her, but Oliver did mention a person's name." ”

"But that clue is up to me, Olinsky and Hank."

"You guys, go all out to track down that van."

"Roger."

A few responses rang out, and Erin hurried back to her seat.

Getting Hank back, she finally returned to her usual state, took a sip of coffee, and buried her head in the surveillance video.

The whole person was full of energy, and the keyboard crackled.

Dare to do it to her father, she can't wait to find out the people immediately, give the two guys the same means, and let them know what it's like to be cleaned up.

Olinsky sat back in his office chair, his head in his hands, staring blankly at the ceiling.

This kind of thing can only be done on your own.

Seeing his sad look, Ethan sighed softly and walked into the office.

The next thing is to grind the kung fu.

Taking a sip of cold coffee, he remembered something and pulled out the phone to call.

He always can't wait to do something when he thinks of something, and he wanted to contact the agent in that small building in the morning, but something like this happened suddenly and he almost forgot about it.

The call was quickly connected, and Ethan made it clear.

Knowing that he wanted to know about the house, the real estate agent was a little surprised, but he still introduced it in detail.

As soon as he said two words, he was interrupted by Ethan.

It's better to see than to hear, but you still have to take a look, which is more reliable.

After he expressed his thoughts, the real estate agent on the other side of the phone said that he was available at any time, mainly depending on his schedule.

Ethan thought about it and set the meeting time for half an hour later.

It's okay to stay here now, just go out and have a look, and settle lunch by the way.

(End of chapter)