"Yes."

When the crowd heard this, they immediately cheered.

They slapped Hank on the shoulders and laughed merrily.

However, there is one exception.

"No problem."

Hank nodded first, then looked at Ethan with a dark face: "But, why me?" ”

I didn't do anything, so I was stabbed.

At the very least, we have to figure out why, and we have to die to understand.

"There is no reason." Ethan said with a smile: "Who calls you the deputy director, you are the head, and you don't invite who invites." ”

This makes sense, and Hank is powerless to refute it.

has been put on the shelf, and now there is no chance to refuse, he muttered helplessly, took out his wallet from his pocket, and took out two hundred dollars and slapped it on Irene's hand: "That's all, is there more." ”

Erin smiled and immediately put the money away.

Not enough, it doesn't matter.

According to Ethan's current habits, well, the informant is unusually well funded anyway.

Olinsky accompanied Horstead to deposit the hyronine in the exhibits, and the others were in no hurry to change their clothes, and walked into the technical room with Hank.

Since Jean left, there haven't been many opportunities to come in handy here.

The front countertop has accumulated some floating dust.

Ethan sighed for a moment, and Jean's old father, knowing that he had hurt his son so badly, remorsefully quit his gambling habit and went out to find a job to try to make up for his mistakes.

A family, all working hard in life.

Last month, Jean asked himself to have a late-night snack and paid back $2,000, and although he didn't have the relaxed look he used to have, he still had a decent life.

"What's the catch?"

Ethan gathered his mind and followed a few people around inside.

On the table, two computers are turned on, all of which are audio monitoring interfaces, and one is to monitor the manager's mobile phone communication records.

The other one was a bugging device that was attached to the collar of the guy.

"Yes."

Hank nodded, he bent down and clumsily held the mouse: "Not long after you escaped, that guy made a phone call. ”

"On the phone, something was mentioned."

"I'll do it."

Seeing this, Atwater hurriedly pulled out his chair.

He took the mouse, expertly moved the pointer over the history monitor, adjusted it to the time Hank had recorded, and tapped his finger lightly on the left button.

"Blue."

In the stereo next to it, the panicked voice of the club manager was heard: "Hey man, something bad happened. ”

"Fake, we've been attacked."

"Sliver ???"

It was another person, with a deep voice that looked very surprised.

"No, I just meant that we were robbed." The club manager said in a panicked tone and hurriedly: "A group of people suddenly rushed in just now, they are very professional, wearing face shields and stuff like that. ”

Hearing this, several people in the technical room looked at each other and smiled.

Ethan threw a cigarette into his mouth and continued to listen.

"They're very fast." The club manager stammered: "All twenty kilograms of our goods have been snatched. ”

Well, now at least know how many things were grabbed.

The audio file became quiet, and only heavy breathing could be heard.

Just by this voice, you can feel the anger of the other person.

After a few seconds, the deep voice rang out: "I think you got something wrong, it was you who were robbed, not us." ”

"I suggest that you better place a bounty on the way."

"If you can't find the origin of those people tomorrow, all of this will be counted on your head."

Sound, that's the end of it.

Ethan raised his eyebrows, this guy named Blue is really interesting, and he is ruthless enough to do things.

At Hank's prompting, Atwater turned on the audio that was eavesdropped on another computer, and the sound was seamless, but now there was no other person's voice, and it didn't have much value.

Back and forth was the angry roar of the club manager, words like Farker and finished.

"It seems that this guy named Blue may be on the line." Ethan flicked the cigarette ash and said in a deep voice: "But we still need to continue to monitor, we can't let go of any information." ”

"That's right."

Hank nodded, and a hoarse voice sounded: "Arrange for someone to listen here tonight and sort out the information record." ”

"Tomorrow, you will investigate again based on the information at hand."

"Goo."

Atwater's throat rolled, and suddenly, he felt a little hot in the chair.

Without bothering the two masters, Ethan patted Atwater on the shoulder: "I've worked hard for you tonight, and I'll bring you coffee tomorrow." ”

"Thank you."

Atwater was also single, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'll earn a little more overtime pay, don't envy me." ”

This job is relatively easy.

It's just sitting here playing with your phone, and when you hear more important information, you record it, and it's not too busy.

However, overtime pay is not easy to earn.

Even though things were easy, the fatigue of the spinning was still very excruciating.

Everyone didn't mean to be envious, they patted him on the shoulder, cleaned up, left the police station and went straight to Morley's bar.

The next day.

Ethan slammed the door slammed the car door with a pile of breakfast.

Squinting at the early morning sun, he walked to the front door of the police station with one hand in his pocket.

"Wang."

A violent bark made him jump backwards.

On a police SUV next to him, a German pastor poked his head out of the window, his scarlet tongue sticking out of his canine teeth, and he was panting.

"I'm sorry."

The short-haired blonde policewoman in uniform walked over quickly and said embarrassedly, "I didn't scare you, I just let it breathe." ”

"Butcher."

The policewoman shouted dissatisfiedly at Demu: "You can't be so scary, it's too rude." ”

Demu gasped a few times, then turned around and lay back.

"It's fine."

Ethan shook his head, saw the policewoman closing the dog cage, and asked curiously, "Are you from the K9 team?" ”

K9 is the homonym for dog.

The police dog squad generally likes to be named with this number, this kind of squad is quite difficult to enter, and I heard that the training process is more troublesome than the police academy.

"That's right."

The policewoman shook her short hair and said curiously: "This is my explosion-proof dog, which specializes in searching for explosives, called the butcher." ”

"You're a cop too, and you don't look like it."

This short-haired policewoman is not pretty, but she is very energetic.

"That's right."

Ethan shook her hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why, is it because I'm too handsome?" ”

"That's right, this one often bothers me."

"Hahaha."

The short-haired policewoman laughed heartily: "You guy is really funny to talk about, but it's also true, you are really handsome." ”

"Thank you."

Ethan let go of his hand and said with a smile: "You are also very interesting. ”

"By the way, what are you doing here?"

The two talked casually and walked to the front door of the police station together.

The short-haired policewoman put her hands in her pockets and pouted and said, "A dignitary from another country will visit Chicago in a few days, but he has received a bomb threatening email. ”

"I received an order to work with the patrol to clear the threat list."

"We need to determine who is talking and who is really trying to threaten."

"Damn it."

The policewoman looked at the front door of the police station, shook her head, and said, "I hate the twenty-first precinct." ”

"Hey."

Ethan spread his hands and teased, "Do you want to reconsider what you just said." ”

"I'm sorry."

The short-haired policewoman hurriedly waved her hand: "I didn't mean that, I'm a person who hates the 21st Precinct, my ex-boyfriend works here, that's an annoying guy, I hope I won't meet him this time." ”

Ethan smiled and fist-cumping with the short-haired policewoman: "Okay, I can accept this statement." ”

The two walked up the stairs together to the reception hall.

Ahead, Burgess and Roman were standing next to the reception desk, and Pratt was talking to the two of them.

"Welcome."

Seeing the two people going upstairs, Pratt hurriedly raised his arm and greeted the policewoman: "K9's, right?" Welcome to the 21st Precinct. ”

Getting the other party's response, she waved her hand again and introduced:

"This is Burgess and Roman, two police officers, who will work with you to check the people on the list in the next two days."

Just now, Pilates reminded them to be kind.

Both turned around with smiles on their faces and looked at the K9 officers who had come to support their work.

Burgess saw that the person who came was a policewoman, and grinned and stretched out his hand: "Hello, it's a pleasure to work with you." ”

The other party put his hands together and looked at Roman with a blank expression.

Ethan noticed that Roman's smile disappeared as if it had collapsed, and in an instant he thought of a possibility, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that the other party did not mean to shake hands, Burgess put down his hand a little embarrassed.

Before she could speak, Ethan touched the short-haired policewoman's shoulder and asked with a wicked taste, "Please, Roman can't be your ex-boyfriend, right?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Pratt suddenly leaned on the reception desk.

Looking at the clipboard in his hand, his ears pricked up.

Burgess also opened his mouth in surprise, a pair of big eyes flickered, he had long heard Roman mention that he had fallen in love with his female partner before, but he didn't expect to meet in this situation.

"Ahem."

Now, embarrassed Roman.

He didn't dare to blame Ethan for anything, so he could only look straight at the ceiling.

"That's right."

The short-haired policewoman sighed, "I'll wait for you two outside." ”

Leaving the next sentence, she clasped her hands to her chest and walked outside expressionlessly, compared to just now, it seemed that the temperature of the whole person had dropped a lot.

"Generous gifts?"

After the short-haired policewoman left, Burgess and Pratt asked Roman questions in unison, and both of them looked very excited.

One is gossip.

The other is curiosity.

"Sheriff."

Roman first looked at Ethan with a wry, then turned back to Pratt and said, "Look, can I?" ”

"I can't."

Pratt flatly refused, she picked up the clipboard in her hand and tapped: "Everyone has arranged tasks today, and there is no room for change." ”

When you speak, you have a smile in the corner of your eye.

As soon as Roman spoke, she knew what the other party was trying to do.

Looking at Pratt, Ethan smiled and shook his head, this guy's bad taste came out again, and it was her pleasure to see that others were not happy.

"Damn it."

Roman hung his head and said with a depressed face, "I shouldn't have gone to work today." ”

He didn't say anything more, and walked downstairs with heavy steps.

"Hey."

Ethan stopped Burgess and took a cup of coffee from his bag to her, "I think you're going to need this thing so badly today." ”

Sandwiched between a former couple, she definitely had a hard time today.

"Thank you."

Burgess also suddenly realized the problem, took the coffee with a sad face, and stuck his tongue out at Ethan.

As Burgess ran downstairs, Ethan noticed a playful glance falling on him.

"Shut up."

He said casually, left a cup of coffee at the reception desk, and Shi Shiran walked upstairs.

This person, Pratt didn't dare to ridicule.

She held her chin and stared blankly at the other party's tall figure, thinking of when she was young.

As soon as I went upstairs, I saw Atwater walking out of his office with his coat on.

"Yo."

Ethan handed out the breakfast, "Are you sure you don't need to sleep a little longer?" ”

Looking at the way he looks, he just woke up.

"No need."

Atwater took the bag and yawned: "Russec came over at six o'clock to take over, I also slept a little last night, and now it's fine." ”

Working in the intelligence group is far less regular than when I was on patrol.

He has long been accustomed to this kind of work pressure, and he has a few hours of sleep, which is enough to replenish his energy.

Nadia had a day off and came to work today.

Nodding at her, Ethan looked at the whiteboard.

The photo of the club manager has been pasted, and there is a blue word written next to it, and a question mark is drawn at the bottom.

Olinsky hasn't come here yet, but there's no need to wait for this kind of thing.

The morning brief meeting began with the aroma of coffee.

Erin put down her big pen and looked at everyone:

"I've investigated the situation of the club manager, and I don't have any criminal record, not even a traffic ticket."

She crossed her hands on her hips, shrugged her shoulders and said:

"In addition to managing a Harrow Roin dispensing workshop, he's a good citizen."

"The five-star kind."

"It only shows that he is a cautious guy." Horstead took a sip of coffee: "This is good news, this kind of person has not experienced something, it will not be a hard bone, maybe it will be a breakthrough." ”

What I am most afraid of is the kind of old fritters who have entered the palace a few times, and I am very clear about the methods of the police.

Those people, like hob meat, all kinds of means will not have any effect, so Horstead's expression is relaxed.

"Where's this blue?"

Ethan sat down on Atwater's desk and pointed to the question mark on the whiteboard.

The goods inside have been discontinued.

The next step is to arrest people, and find a way to follow a line to catch all these people.

"You can't guess how much criminals like to use this nickname these days." Rusek spread his hands and said helplessly: "There is no way to find it, too many people are called blue, we need more information." ”

"Atwater?"

Ethan snapped his fingers and looked at the big black man.

"Uh-huh."

Atwater swallowed the sandwich quickly and pulled out the notebook in his hand: "The club manager called this Blue a few more times last night, asking him to give him more time. ”

He cleared his throat and said in a loud voice: "No surprise, this request was denied. ”

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