Inside the Chase room, there was silence.

Only the scraping sound of a pen falling on the whiteboard sounded.

As the last stroke fell, Erin tossed the pen aside, clasped her hands to her chest, and followed the group behind her to think.

It's been so long, and the crime scene doesn't make any sense.

So they can only look for places where they can start based on the existing clues, which is not an easy task.

"I have a proposal."

Rusek raised his hand, "Why don't you call Bane back, and we'll get her another sketch expert." ”

"Maybe she'll be able to think of something new."

"It's not reliable." Antonio shook his head in rejection and leaned back in his chair: "Memories will only become blurred with time, and only when she really sees those people will the deep memories in her heart come back again." ”

With Rusek in the lead, others came up with suggestions.

However, these suggestions were rejected one after another.

If it were really that easy, it wouldn't have been dragged into an unsolved case on the side of the 31st Branch, and the impact of this kind of case would be quite bad.

If given the chance, of course they want to crack it successfully.

The reason why I was able to hand over the case happily this time was indeed powerless, so just look at the ability of the 21st Branch.

If it's still the same when the time comes, you will inevitably have to laugh at it.

"Damn it."

Erin was a little anxious, she clenched her fists: "Almost all methods have been tried by the Thirty-One Branch, and this seems too difficult." ”

As a woman, she saw what happened to Bane in her eyes and hurt in her heart.

If she had the chance, she would definitely clean up those brutes.

"What do you think?"

She looked at Ethan, who was sitting in her chair, half-lying on the ground, with her feet resting on the table, flipping through the case.

There are several people here, but he has not expressed his opinion.

"Don't be discouraged."

Ethan grabbed a photo and looked at it carefully: "What you just said is not necessarily a bad thing. ”

"The thirty-first sub-bureau is equivalent to helping us try and make mistakes, isn't it?"

"Eliminate the wrong answers."

He flicked the photo on his hand, his eyes lit up: "The rest, isn't it the correct answer!" ”

"What's that?"

Erin was unceremonious and snatched the picture from his hand.

Inside, is a photo of a diamond ring.

The setting on it is so delicate that it looks like a blooming petal with a diamond in place of the stamen.

"This is the wedding ring that Bailey was robbed of."

Ethan stood up and strode over to the whiteboard: "I have studied the case file just now, the thirty-first bureau, and I have not tracked down this ring. ”

"After all, it's inconspicuous."

"Still, I think it's our chance."

Just now, they have made a copy of all the photos in the case file.

Hearing this, everyone flipped out the photo one after another.

"Please."

Atwater pinched his index finger and thumb and made a trivial gesture: "Just something, where can we find it?" ”

"They give it to a certain girl and put it on their hands."

He shrugged his shoulders and scratched his head:

"I'd love to, but we can't just run through the streets looking at girls' fingers."

Everyone else nodded along with it.

They couldn't figure out what kind of opportunity this was.

"At least a start." Ethan retrieved the photo and shook it a few times in his hand: "There is no clever way, now I can only try to see the stupid way." ”

"These people are most likely gang members."

He paced back and forth, looking at the crowd: "I believe you all know that these guys can't keep the money. ”

"I think it's very likely that they'll pawn the diamond ring."

"At this time, it's up to our luck."

Dwarf mules, three are poorer, five are richer.

When there is no money to use, it is natural to find a way to sell the valuable things on the body, the diamond ring can not be eaten or drunk, there is the fragrance of leaves, and there is the beauty of flour.

As for redemption, that is non-existent.

His method has a certain operability, and of course it depends on luck.

"That's right, it's from here." Ethan waved his hand and snapped his fingers to affirm his judgment: "Starting from the park where the crime occurred, I will find all the jewelry stores and pawn shops within a twenty-minute drive." ”

"By the way, don't look for the kind of high-end ones, it's better to have a small shop."

"To be able to operate in that park, those people must be from the surrounding gangs, and they dare not go too far from their own territory."

"That way, it helps us narrow down our goals."

Gang members have a very strong sense of territory, and under normal circumstances, they will not run too far to play, which means danger.

As Ethan's words fell, everyone got busy.

Although it sounds, it is a bit fantastical.

But after thinking about it, it is indeed a bit of an opportunity, and when they are helpless, it is still worth trying.

Half an hour later, the whiteboard was covered with a map.

Although the target has been scaled back a bit, it is still marked with dense red dots.

Each red dot represents a place that needs to be searched.

"It's a bit of a lot of work."

Ethan scratched his chin and looked at the map: "This time the operation is separated, everyone is responsible for an area, this ring has obvious characteristics, don't miss your eyes." ”

Grab the pen and draw seven squares on it.

Then mark the serial number, everyone has a share.

After making copies of the map, everyone except Nadia grabbed their car keys and left the police station, starting to look for a needle in a haystack.

"Shhh

With a stroke of the pen, cross out a red dot on the map.

Looking at the dense red cross on it, Ethan had a headache, and he didn't know if his idea was right or wrong.

But right or wrong, there's no reason to give up halfway.

He took a vicious bite of the icy sandwich, slammed the gas throttle, and drove to the next place.

A few minutes later, came to a jewelry pawn shop.

Close the door and walk in.

"Ding-dong."

The cold air inside shocked his spirit.

"Hello."

The white man sitting behind the counter, standing up with his belly straight, said hello and smiled.

"Chicago Police."

Ethan lifted the corner of his shirt to reveal the police badge and handed the photo to the man.

"This thing."

He stared into the white man's eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Have you seen one?" ”

"Huh."

The man glanced at the photo and said happily: "This police officer, we have never accepted stolen goods here, and I have never seen this thing you mentioned." ”

Brown eyes, but uncontrollably slanted to the left.

The movements were quite subtle and fleeting, but this could not escape Ethan's keen eyes.

In my heart, I suddenly became excited.

"Huh."

He also grinned without smiling, and looked at the white man with slightly bald hair in his eyes:

"Excuse me, when did I say it was stolen?"

(End of chapter)