BFI, Chase Room.

"To the outside world, they are now real prisoners."

Hank stood in front of the whiteboard and continued to the few people in front of him: "The only ones who know the truth are us and the warden, which also means that they don't have any special treatment. ”

"If anyone notices something wrong, the warden will stop the operation at any time."

Standing in front of him were the remaining members of the intelligence team, such as Director Fisher and Erin, and since Ethan followed Atwater into the prison, Hank temporarily took over the work of the intelligence group before coming out.

Director Fisher is here to find out the situation.

Hank also informed the others about the undercover operation by the way, due to the urgency of time, there are more things to arrange, and there was no time to explain to them yesterday.

Now, it's a foregone conclusion.

I also have time to explain the task to them.

After hearing that several other people had already lurked into the prison, the remaining members of the intelligence group all showed surprised expressions.

I didn't expect them to make such a big move without making a sound.

"Their safety."

Director Fisher frowned and asked unhurriedly, "That's not an ordinary place, how can safety be guaranteed?" ”

"Don't worry about that." Hank looked at the new director: "Antonio has been on undercover missions for many years, and his experience may not be as rich as Olinsky's, but he is definitely the best." ”

"As for Ethan."

Hank had a smile on his face: "After a long time of contact, you will know." ”

"In his presence, we only have to worry about the safety of others."

Hearing this, everyone in the intelligence team smiled knowingly, indeed, after knowing each other for so long, they have never seen anything that can stump that guy.

On the black hand, it is the first one.

With him taking care of it inside, you really don't have to worry too much about safety.

"When Atwater was inside, he took the audio evidence that Tucker personally confessed to buying the murder." Hank said to the crowd, "We can't stop either. ”

"Find the gunman and get his information."

"Atwater needs to use the Gunners' information to have a chance to lure Tucker into talking."

When Director Fisher heard these words, he scratched his face.

I didn't expect the people of the intelligence team to be so bold and dare to go against the people of the Tobacco and Gun Administration, and they did not hesitate to take risks and bite the Tucker line.

He admired this kind of courage very much, especially the sergeant who led the team in, which was commendable.

He smiled and pointed at Hank:

"It's a good idea, it sounds interesting, and I support it."

"Even if it's exposed afterwards, it doesn't matter, if the Tobacco and Firearms Administration puts pressure on me, you let those people come to me."

"The Chicago Police Department is not for decoration."

Putting the harsh words down, he turned and left.

A few simple words won a lot of favor from everyone present.

Everyone is afraid of the kind of boss who rushes to the first place when he has merit, and becomes slippery when he is in trouble, those guys will always only talk about it.

is willing to take the initiative to take responsibility, such a boss is not far behind.

"This new chief is good." Horstead smiled and spread his hands: "At least a guy who is not afraid of trouble." ”

"Is the bullet case test report out?"

Hank ignored his words and looked at Erin, "Is there anything new?" ”

"It's already out."

Erin nodded, and shook her head again: "It doesn't match all the information in the database, and there are no fingerprints on the bullet casing." ”

"The gunman is careful and is a professional."

Hank bit his cheek and accepted the expected answer.

A person who can do this kind of thing will not leave such an obvious flaw, and he just asks so routinely.

"Since there is no gain."

He hugged his chest and said in a hoarse voice, "Then let's go back to the basics." ”

"Zoom in and investigate all the surveillance equipment."

"Police, commercial and residential cameras in several neighborhoods around the scene are all unmissable, and there are very obvious brake marks at the scene, and the gunman can't fly away."

"The time of the crime is clear, and all the vehicles passing nearby must be investigated."

Everyone nodded and left.

Chicago Central Prison.

Contrary to what the Intelligence Group had imagined, Ethan did encounter something that stumped him.

The shouting and scolding that sounded from time to time in front of him made him chrysanthemum tighten.

The group walked forward in a line, all of them had to pass through the small compartment surrounded by a curtain in front of them, and check whether they were carrying contraband, which naturally referred to chrysanthemums.

He cursed wildly in his heart, but he could only follow the person in front of him and step forward slowly.

Now, he can only bear the undeserved pain with his eyes closed, and when he thinks of this, his heart is dripping blood.

It's just a step away from this curtain compartment.

Inside, screams rang out.

A cold sweat broke out on Ethan's forehead.

"Next."

Inside, a shout rang out.

Hearing this voice, he felt like a fairy sound, and his whole person became comfortable.

When the curtain was lifted, there were two people standing inside.

One is Antonio wearing a mask, and his eyes look very broken.

In order to prevent his boss from being treated inhumanely, Antonio took the initiative to take over the task of acting as a-stirring stick today, which caused a great trauma to his young heart.

The person in charge of supervising the back was playing with his mobile phone.

Everyone is a man, and if they are not forced to be helpless, who would want to keep staring at other men's butts.

The person who oversees it is generally a soy sauce.

Ethan looked at Antonio, and the two exchanged glances.

"Good brother, in my heart."

"Fuck off, go out and ask for a drink, otherwise this matter will not be over."

Everyone is an old acquaintance, they are all too familiar, and eye contact is enough to express the meaning clearly.

"Get down."

Antonio said with his eyes closed, putting on new gloves.

Shame, shame.

Ethan unbuckled his belt and leaned down on the table.

This damn thing, if anyone dares to ask after going out, they will turn their faces with whom.

Although Antonio didn't touch himself, this action was too shameful for Nima, making the corners of Ethan's eyes twitch.

Fortunately, it's a matter of seconds.

Antonio's arm shook wildly, and he closed his eyes and said, "It's okay." ”

Ethan quickly put his pants on, glanced at the good brother gratefully, and walked quickly away from the place that made his heart tremble.

Put on the pants, and soon you have to take them off again.

All clothes, including those on the whole body, should be removed and put in a bag for safekeeping.

This kind of thing, he is much calmer.

The guy is big and not afraid of comparison.

One of them received a bar of soap and stood in a large bathroom, a ghost crying wolf howl as the prison guard's high-pressure water cannon sprayed cold water.

Ethan gritted his teeth and quickly rinsed it.

(End of chapter)