"Dah."

Ethan waved his arm and snapped his fingers at Nadia:

"Help Detective Olinsky book a more romantic restaurant, if you want a high-end one, the budget will be set within two thousand dollars, and ask me for reimbursement."

"Okay."

Nadia quickly picked up the microphone and gestured to it: "No problem, leave it to me." ”

"Hey."

Olinsky spread his hands and laughed, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Don't take it personally." Ethan happily put down the stapler: "Everyone is a friend, so it's as if I invited you to dinner." ”

"Oh?"

Before Orlinsky could speak, a voice sounded behind him: "So, you're very good at picking up girls?" ”

This voice sounds a little erratic.

And with some gnashing of teeth.

Ethan blinked his eyes and continued to wave his fingers at Nadia: "Help me book another steakhouse, I still owe her a meal after losing my bet with Detective Lindsay last time." ”

"How's Michael Jordan?"

Nadia asked, with a smile on her lips.

"Huh?"

Ethan was stunned for a moment, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Very good, in that field, he is the one sitting on the top of the mountain." ”

Ask her to book a restaurant and ask herself how Jordan is.

Ethan couldn't keep up with this line of thinking.

"Just Michael Jordan." Erin walked behind him and said viciously to Nadia, "You too, he lost to the two of us in his last bet, so you don't have to be polite to him." ”

The other party heard the sentence just now, and Ethan didn't dare to refute it now.

Spread her hands out to Nadia, whatever Erin arranged.

"That's the name of a steakhouse, and it tastes pretty good." Seeing Ethan's confused look, Atwater explained: "It was also driven by Michael, and if you are lucky, you can still see him." ”

"That's right."

He grinned with big white teeth and asked happily: "Boshi, will you also lose the bet with me, but you can't remember it for a while?" ”

"Whoa."

Ethan didn't say a word, and sent a middle finger over.

While they were chatting, Horstead and Russec ran up from the staircase, the former shaking his head and saying, "Contrary to that manager, this blue is an old fritter and ignores any threats from us." ”

"Look at the way he looks, and he's not afraid of anything."

At the arrest scene just now, Ethan felt that the old black was a hob meat.

So let Rusek put people in iron cages and sharpen them well.

Now it seems that the effect is not obvious.

"Did you hit it?"

Ethan rubbed his nose and asked directly.

"Hmm."

Antonio coughed dryly, picked up his cup and took a sip of his coffee.

This is too straightforward.

The two of them were also a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

"Forget it." Ethan waved his hand, not caring and said, "Lock him up first, and then go and apply for permission to call up this guy's mobile phone communication records." ”

"No problem."

Horstead nodded and hurried back to his seat: "Blue's fingerprint, we've already collected it." ”

"If it goes well, we'll get his name tonight."

After the arrest operation, the next step is to gather intelligence, at least to figure out who you are dealing with.

The chatter was over, and everyone was busy.

At night.

Ethan drove a Cadillac to the InterContinental Michigan Hotel.

Jordan's steakhouse is located here.

With his hands in his pockets, he followed the two elated women to quickly find a place, thinking it was a sporty steakhouse, but he didn't expect the decoration style to be a bit of an American steakhouse.

There are two floors, and the first floor is similar to a tavern.

The photos of Jordan that can be seen everywhere on the wall remind everyone of where they are now.

"Sir."

The waiter stepped forward, and she looked at Ethan with interest: "Is it three people?" ”

"That's right."

Ethan asked curiously, "Your boss here can't really be Michael Jordan, right?" ”

"Of course." The waiter nodded and smiled: "We still have Michael's exclusive cutlery here, but the most important thing in the restaurant is the taste, and I am sure you will not be disappointed." ”

It is normal for sports and entertainment stars to use their fame to engage in side hustles.

There aren't many people who can get a name.

Judging by her confident look, it should taste good.

"I have one more question." Ethan continued to ask curiously, "Your restaurant, shouldn't there be a table 23?" ”

Number 23, has evolved into the symbol of Jordan.

Jordan also liked the number, and in his Chicago mansion, the number 23 element can be seen everywhere.

"Yes."

The waitress smiled and nodded: "Every time Mr. Jordan comes over, he will eat at table 23." ”

"That's it."

Ethan waved, "Lead the way." ”

Coming here to eat is originally a novelty, and it is fun to have a meal in the position of an old rascal.

Even if it costs a little more, it doesn't matter.

They were lucky, because they came early because the No. 23 table was still empty, the location was in the corner of the restaurant, and the booth was a little higher, and the view was extremely wide.

As he passed by, under the introduction of the waiter, Ethan also noticed a large wooden box hanging on the wall.

Through the glass, you can see that there are steak knives inside.

It's all some exclusive tableware, and even the names are engraved on it, Jordan, Kobe, Pippen, are among them.

After taking a look, I sat down with peace of mind.

Bringing the two chicks out to eat, naturally what is expensive, as the night falls, they open a bottle of red wine and begin to enjoy a comfortable dinner.

"Buzz."

While chatting with Erin, Ethan's phone in his pocket vibrates.

As soon as I hung up, it immediately shook again.

Ethan, impatient to be disturbed while eating, threw his knife on the half-eaten boneless rib-eye steak, and pulled out his phone with a frown.

"Who is it?"

Erin picked up a piece of cut beef and asked curiously.

"Orlinsky."

Looking at the caller ID above, Ethan replied to her casually.

At this time, shouldn't the other party also be on a date, what are you calling yourself for?

With a stomach full of questions, press answer.

Soon, Ethan's face turned cold, and then he hung up the phone: "You eat first, I have something to do." ”

"Huh?"

Erin also put down the knife and stood up: "What happened?" ”

It's not an emergency, she doesn't leave in a hurry halfway through eating, and she's a police officer herself, so she understands this very well.

"It's fine."

Ethan pinched her face and took a sip on it: "Don't worry, it's a little problem, you can just go back to the police station after eating." ”

"Pak~"

The credit card was dropped on the table, and Ethan smiled and walked away quickly.

"What about us?"

Nadia spread her hands and said a little nervously, "Do you want to go back and have a look?" ”

"Leave him alone."

Erin put away her credit card and sat down with a shrug: "Hank is the same, often doing things in private with Olinsky. ”

"I won't say anything if I ask, let's eat."

(End of chapter)