"What's going on now?"

Throwing the bag back to him, Ethan clapped his hands.

The collection of evidence in the carriage and the maintenance of order are all busy.

The empty shells that fell from the scene linked the shooting to last night's case, so naturally, the matter shifted to BFI.

In both shootings, the same weapon was used.

Reluctantly, it can be regarded as a serial.

So a few people who were still uninterested yesterday are now a little more serious, and Antonio studied the crime at the scene as he did last night.

"The gunman fired here."

He sat on a bench in the corner and gestured with his hands to shoot: "Judging from the angle of the shot, it was sitting and shooting." ”

"As for whether it was premeditated?"

He shook his head: "It should be improvised." ”

"I think so too." Olinsky picked up the sharp knife and gestured in front of everyone: "Most likely, these two people want to make some extra money and provoke people who shouldn't be provoked." ”

Late at night, subway.

The old blacks bared their teeth and claws, and held sharp blades.

I want to rob or get a little bit of a bargain on the short-haired woman.

Who knows, the other party looks soft and weak, but without saying a word, he picks up the gun and snaps and bombs, completely taking away their sins.

Ethan didn't have to guess to know what was going on.

That woman didn't throw away the gun, and dared to take it out and swing around, this is reckless, stupid, or or.

"Surveillance?"

He put away his thoughts and looked at the patrolman standing nearby.

This patrol officer has been being questioned just now, and he should have first-hand information.

"Nope." In the face of his inquiry, the patrol officer quickly shook his head and said: "After the shooting, this subway did not continue to depart, and I received a notification and was the first to rush to the scene." ”

"I asked just now, and the surveillance in the carriage is broken."

"Since I arrived, I haven't seen any suspicious people, and I've been maintaining order here."

Hearing this, Ethan secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

However, there are still hidden dangers.

He clapped his palms and said solemnly: "If the gunman is the same person, we must find him as soon as possible, and we can't let this guy kill people in the city with impunity." ”

"Even if these two people are guilty."

Ethan crossed his hands on his hips and said in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner: "It should also be the law to punish them." ”

Hearing this, the busy people around him cast admiring glances at him.

"Find out all the surveillance cameras on the subway platform that are still functioning." Ethan waved his hand and said to the people in the intelligence team: "Search all the surveillance videos to find suspicious people." ”

"At the same time."

He looked at his watch and continued, "Talk to the crowd of onlookers below and see if there's anything you find." ”

"What's next?"

Olinsky tossed the knife into the evidence bag and removed the disposable gloves.

"Go back to sleep!"

Ethan looked left and right and whispered, "What time is it, do you want to stay up all night?" ”

"呲~"

When several members of the firing group heard his words, they were stunned at first, and then chuckled.

Well, that's his style.

That way just now, well, is just a fake.

Ethan stepped out of the subway car and lit a cigarette on the platform, and now the most urgent thing was himself, he had to find the woman alone before the others.

If she doesn't obey, she won't stop.

Biting on a cigarette, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Hey."

Atwater walked to the side and patted Ethan: "There are a lot of people down there, and there are news media, be careful." ”

He knew that his sheriff didn't like to be targeted by the media, so he came over to remind him.

"Got it."

Ethan reached into his coat pocket, pulled out his sunglasses and put them on.

Walking down the stairs, he rubbed his temples.

A shooting on public transportation will naturally attract media attention, and if the heat goes up, the police department will naturally follow suit, which is why Ethan is anxious.

As a rookie, he may be exposed at any point.

It's okay not to accuse herself at that time, but if she wants to drag herself into the water, it's a trouble.

Outside the entrance and exit of the subway station, there were a lot of people around when they came up, and now they even set up cameras, and many well-informed guys have come to know first-hand information.

But fortunately, there are patrol officers to maintain order, but it does not look messy.

Ethan made up his mind, asked a casual passer-by and said a few words, then went home, and just dealt with the matter.

When the head turns, it stops suddenly.

At the back of the crowd stood a blonde woman in a black dress, with short hair, who looked harmless to humans and animals.

The eyes of the two collided together.

The corners of Ethan's mouth twitched, and he clenched his fists, okay, the murderer likes to return to the crime scene, which is also a very typical psychological problem.

It's just that this woman has a calm face, and she seems to be adapting quickly.

It's just that when he saw Ethan, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

The short-haired woman immediately wanted to leave the scene, but she didn't dare to move the slightest step under the forced gaze of Ethan's eyes, and forcibly pretended to be nothing.

Ethan, like the others, lifted the cordon and asked passers-by for clues.

"Does anyone see anything unusual?"

"Anyone suspicious can do it, will be of great help to us, thank you."

Ask passers-by casually while approaching the short-haired woman.

A few seconds later, standing in front of her.

"This lady."

Ethan smiled at the corner of his mouth and asked coldly, "Excuse me, did you find anything wrong?" ”

"Nope." The short-haired woman shook her head and forced:

"I just came here."

"Good."

Ethan's fingers flickered, and a business card appeared in his hand: "If you think of something, you can call me, and we'll have a good chat later." ”

When it comes to making phone calls, the tone is a little heavier.

Looking at the business card handed to her, the short-haired woman hesitated and took the card.

Ethan didn't communicate with her again, and continued to ask others about the clues of the case, and the two talked and behaved no different from others.

The corpse on top was quickly carried down and pulled away.

The excitement is gone, the crowd gradually disperses, and several members of the intelligence team go back to rest, not a 100,000 urgent case, it is impossible to deal with it all night, everything has to wait until work.

Although their work is special, to put it bluntly, it is just a part-time job.

Thousands of dollars a month, what kind of life!

Ethan flicked the key and walked towards Cadillac, and saw the gray Dodge slamming the accelerator away, and soon received a text message on his phone.

"I can't do it anymore, I'm going back to sleep."

The text message is accompanied by a meme, and a puppy pants out of exhaustion.

Ethan shook his head with a smile, just about to reply.

The phone vibrated again, and it was an unfamiliar phone number, and after thinking about it, he casually pressed answer, and hung up the phone after a few seconds.

Drive into a Cadillac and turn the corner.

Next to the bus stop sign, hit the brakes with one foot.

After a while, the car door was opened, and the short-haired woman sat down with a small satchel.

The size of a satchel is not enough to fit a gun.

Well, not even daring.

The black dress she wore was also relatively thin, and Ethan's eyes fell on her thighs, this woman should not have evolved so quickly to hide a gun inside.

Noticing Ethan's gaze, the other party unnaturally raised his legs.

The short-haired woman glanced nervously at Ethan, and subconsciously reached out to adjust the visor in front of her.

"Don't move."

Ethan said lightly and immediately started the vehicle.

The short-haired woman immediately realized that this thing was used to cover herself, and quickly put her hand down.

Half an hour later, the Cadillac slowly came to the shore of Lake Michigan, startled a field of water birds, and the short-haired woman swallowed nervously when she saw the wild grass growing outside the window.

But thinking of the other party's identity, she relaxed again.

The light of the headlights pierced the darkness and faintly illuminated the lake, rippling as far as the eye could see.

The scene of ice was no longer the scene of ice at that time, the night wind was gusting, blowing cold all over his body, Ethan lit a cigarette and looked at the lake, and the smoke drifted away with the wind.

Footsteps approached, and the short-haired woman nervously followed from behind.

"What just happened." Ethan turned his head and asked lightly, "Did you do it?" ”

"That's right." Short-haired woman with fluttering skirt.

"Who do you think you are?" Ethan looked at the lake below again and muffled, "You want to be Robin Hood, Batman?" ”

"Chicago's villains, do you need to clean them up?"

"Do you know that you are lucky, if you meet a real Taoist element, you will be the one lying in the subway car tonight."

The short-haired woman's breathing became heavy, and she gritted her teeth and said:

"Do you know what those two people did, there were other people in the carriage, the elderly, the children, who robbed other people's money and threatened me with knives."

"You mean, you want me to suffer in silence?"

Her tone intensified, and she said tremblingly: "Bear the humiliation of those two villains, and then go to the police station to report the case, and then endure the perfunctory day after day, and the case that will never change is under investigation?" ”

Ethan really couldn't say these words.

If she were to change herself, she would make the same choice as her, but when her own strength was insufficient, she would always do this, and sooner or later she would meet a ghost.

"Have you exposed yourself?"

Looking at the short-haired woman, Ethan asked with a cold face.

"I don't know, but I probably won't." The short-haired woman was still a little flustered, and hesitated: "From the time I got in the car to the time I left, I always wore a hood and avoided places where there might be cameras." ”

"Well, everything is like you taught."

"Waterfa."

Ethan tugged at the corners of his mouth, gritted his teeth, and said, "I didn't teach you anything. ”

"Oh."

The short-haired woman lowered her head: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause you trouble. ”

"But I can't help but see those people." She raised her head and looked at Ethan with sparkling eyes: "I can't look at what happened to me and what happened to others. ”

From last night, to now.

Between the words of this short-haired woman, a message has been revealed.

Something happened to her.

But the perpetrators were not punished, and no matter which substation accepted the case, the matter was never resolved.

She has been running in vain, falling into a state where there is nowhere to vent her resentment.

"What happened to you?"

Looking at the other party's longing eyes, Ethan simply cooperated with her and asked why.

The short-haired woman did not speak, hooking the straps of her skirt.

In the headlights, in the moonlight.

Skirt, quietly slipping off.

The body is covered in scars, and it looks creepy.

Many places have healed, but it can still be judged that she has been beaten extremely badly before.

"Me and my husband."

The short-haired woman didn't care about Ethan's gaze, her chest rose and fell sharply, and her voice trembled: "We went to the park to walk the dog, I don't know when it disappeared from us." ”

"Following the sound, we find a bridge hole."

"It was inside, playing with three black men, and we went up to get the dog back."

The short-haired woman raised her hand and scratched tremblingly at the location of the scar on her body:

"Wallets, phones."

"All the things of value are handed over, and those people are not satisfied."

"The beatings, the violence, so long that I thought time had stopped, and it went on until I fainted."

She slowly put on her clothes and looked at Ethan:

"When I woke up, it was the news of my husband's death, and I lay in the hospital for almost a month before I could get out of bed."

"I've been to the police station many times, and every time, I've been told to wait for news." Speaking of this, she turned her head to look at the sparkling lake: "You are a policeman, do your hands shake when you shoot criminals?" ”

"My hands don't shake at all tonight."

"I know what I'm doing."

Ethan chewed on his cigarette and puffed out a puff of smoke, furrowing his eyebrows.

This woman is in a mood of revenge.

Cutting those scum made her feel that she was doing righteous things and cleaning up the dregs of this society.

So far, she hasn't had a single setback.

So this woman will think that this kind of thing is very simple and very pleasant.

The boundary between right and wrong has been blurred in her, but for a normal person, this should not be blurred, otherwise it will be difficult to withdraw from it in the future.

If she continues to do this, it won't be long before she will have the only and inevitable end.

"You can't do this kind of thing anymore, stop it."

Ethan flicked off his cigarette butt and said in a deep voice: "I'll check the case tomorrow, and if you don't show any flaws tonight, tomorrow you will find the reception sergeant of the 21st Precinct." ”

"Do what you just did again."

After a pause in his voice, he continued, "I'll make an excuse to take over the case and help you find those three murderers." ”

"Whatever it is, you need to live a normal life."

Looking at the woman, Ethan smiled and said, "These, I think are what your husband wants to see." ”

This is also a poor man, worthy of redemption.

If conditions permit, you can pull her by yourself.

"What if I refuse?"

The short-haired woman turned her head and asked with tears in her eyes.

"I'll kill you."

Ethan put his hands in his pockets and looked at her coldly, "According to my judgment, maybe you can die a happy death." ”

(End of chapter)