Chicago Hospital.

The waiting area is full of people.

The corner was a little secluded, and Burgess put his hands behind his back and quietly reached to the side, his small hand hooked together with his big hand.

Feeling the warmth for a while, she let go of her hand:

"I'm fine."

Shaking her ponytail, she whispered again, "I'm sorry, I can't go over the night." ”

"Someone needs to guard it."

Ethan nodded, not saying anything.

The two people who are staying at home now are not suitable for her to go over, and knowing those guys will not do her any good.

"Goo~"

Beside him, there was a belly roar.

Burgess clutched his stomach a little embarrassed, he hadn't eaten dinner in the first place, and after this kind of thing, his stomach was even more hungry.

"It's okay, I'm hungry too."

Ethan was also hungry now, and he quickly stood up:

"You wait, I'll go buy something to eat and come back."

It happened very coincidentally, and it is estimated that most of the above group of people are in a state of fasting.

He found a fast-food restaurant and simply packed a bunch of burgers and came back.

"Hey."

As soon as the elevator door opened, Ethan raised the heavy bag in his hand: "I have food here, everyone takes it for themselves." ”

As soon as his words came out, a group of people rushed over with hulala.

The voices of thanks rang out one after another.

After a while, there was a sound of chewing outside the ward, and both patrol officers and plainclothes were grabbing hamburgers and gobbling them, without any image or caring about what they were eating.

When the little nurse passing by saw this picture, she was amused and sad.

It wasn't until the two of them had completed their operations and it was determined that there was no life-threatening danger that most of them left one after another.

Among them, including Ethan.

The two unexpected visitors in the house are estimated to have been waiting for a long time.

As soon as he got home, he smiled dumbly.

Sandro sat outside on a recliner with a glass of red wine in his hand, while Matt swam in the pool in a pair of midpants, neither of them seeming to be emotionally affected.

Play when you need to, unceremoniously.

"You're back?"

Hearing the movement, Sandro hurriedly stood up: "How is it, nothing serious, right?" ”

"Please."

Matt climbed out of the pool with a thud and said breathlessly, "This is Chicago, what can happen." ”

Compared to the stuff he played abroad, these were pediatrics.

A single control can scare a lot of people.

"It's okay, it's fine."

Ethan grabbed the remaining half bottle of whiskey and walked out of the living room and into the pool: "But I need to get this done before I can leave, and I run into a tricky guy." ”

Hearing this, both of them were overjoyed.

"No problem."

Matt smiled and ran his hair back: "It's not in a hurry, we'll live with you in the next two days, is there a problem?" ”

"There's a problem."

Ethan replied casually and poured a sip of whiskey.

Looking at Matt's slightly stiff expression, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "When you call a woman, don't forget my share." ”

"Hahaha."

Matt laughed, flipped over, and exploded into the pool.

"Thank you."

Sandro gratefully bumped fists with Ethan, and then brought up the old story: "Please take it, you're welcome." ”

With his thinking, he is used to using money to solve problems.

If he is not afraid of being too exaggerated, he is willing to give as much as he wants, money does not mean much to him, making money in his identity is as simple as drinking water, and the important thing is to build a network.

"That's embarrassing."

Looking at the bank card in the other party's hand, Ethan took it with a smile.

Missing out on a windfall during the day, and immediately ushering in a fortune boy at night, all of this made him feel that life was really interesting.

Sandro was a little stunned when he heard the other party's words.

Before he could react, the bank card was taken away by Ethan again.

"Haha."

Matt laughed a few more times, soaked in the water and said, "Even if this guy gives him tens of millions, he will still take it, what makes you think he will be embarrassed?" ”

"Fakyu."

Ethan gave him his middle finger and tucked his bank card into his trouser pocket.

Ask for the password, and then go inside.

"Hey, don't worry."

Matt saw that he was about to enter the house, and hurriedly slapped the water splash: "Please, it's just the three of us now, life shouldn't be like this, we need a little fun." ”

"You give Sandro the phone, don't worry, he'll take care of all the costs."

The work done by these two people is that they don't know what the situation will be tomorrow today, and when they have the opportunity, they will never treat themselves badly.

This is especially true of Sandro, for whom money is a number.

When his family died, he didn't care about everything, he relied on alcohol and women to anesthetize himself during this time, otherwise, the thoughts of revenge would torture him crazy.

"That's right."

Sandro opened his arms and said loudly with a slightly Colombian accent: "Please, we need to see the enthusiasm of Chicago girls!" ”

"You two guys."

Ethan shook his head and said helplessly, "It's so shameless." ”

Pulling out his phone and giving the party planner's contact information to Sandro, he walked inside with his whiskey: "I like white, Latin is fine, and the skin should be good." ”

Amid their laughter, Ethan came to the kitchen.

I ate two hamburgers just now, which can only be regarded as a cushion for the stomach, and I still need to get myself something to eat.

What I bought before, take it out of the refrigerator.

Change the brisket to a suitable size and blanch again.

Side dishes and other things are also prepared in an orderly manner, and cooking a meal occasionally can help you find some peace in your stressful life.

As the kitchen began to smell and the door clanged.

Sandro's handwriting startled Ethan.

In the blink of an eye, the backyard became lively, and the house went from only three people to more than thirty people.

I don't know if those two old men can afford it.

The pool is turned into a large party scene, and the wine pool meat forest is extremely fragrant.

Looking at Sandro who was surrounded by a group of beautiful women, Ethan suddenly understood his feelings, this guy was too lonely and needed this kind of thing to prove that he was alive.

Pouted and lifted the lid.

The juice of the brisket has become thick, so just reduce the juice over high heat.

Charming aroma that permeates the entire kitchen.

"It smells so good."

The delicate voice sounded from below, and the red-haired girl with black-rimmed glasses raised her head, and she asked with a smile, "It should taste good, can you bring me some later?" ”

"Minor problem."

Ethan grabbed a piece of brisket and stuffed her mouth full: "But let's talk about it when you're done." ”

"Woo~"

The red-haired girl let out a muffled grunt and nodded in satisfaction.

Blowing cool air on the brisket and putting it in his mouth, Ethan squinted his eyes and savored the pleasant sensation.

Twenty-one sub-bureaus.

When he came to the Chase room, Ethan's steps were a little fluttering.

On the face, it is rare to have dark circles under the eyes.

"Boss."

Seeing him like this, Nadia quickly stood up: "I'll get you a cup of coffee, don't be too tired, I'm sure you will be able to capture the murderer soon." ”

"Thank you."

Ethan forced a smile and waved his hand.

That's right, you can't be too tired, too much, and you almost can't take it.

I didn't sleep all night, and when I went out in the morning, I simply got out of the woman's nest, and the iron-beaten man was a little choked.

Everyone else came to the Chase room.

When this happens, only he still goes to work on time as usual.

"Say it."

Yawning, Ethan sat down on Hoststed's table, "What clues do you have at the moment?" ”

"The identity of the deceased has been established."

Antonio flipped through the materials in his hand and walked to the whiteboard: "He was the head of the psychology department at Central University Chicago, and he is retired and is 73 years old this year. ”

"The background has been investigated."

He pointed to the photo in the bathtub, and then moved to the ID photo next to him: "Model citizen, no criminal record, no enemies." ”

The whiteboard is already plastered with photos they have sorted out.

Ethan hammered his waist and furrowed his eyebrows.

The bloodied corpse in the bathtub and the silver-haired elder in a school robe next to him make it difficult to connect the two photos.

"Thank you."

Taking the cup from Nadia, he took a sip of his coffee, "This is a poor fellow, he must be involved in something terrible. ”

"yes!"

Antonio shook his head and sighed: "After a lifetime of hard work, who would have thought that there would be such an end." ”

In his seventies, he was left dead without a body.

This kind of thing makes everyone a little embarrassed.

"What about the dignitary?"

Russec looked at the case file in his hand and thought of something: "Didn't Burgess and Roman just try to eliminate the threat to that dignitary in the first place?" ”

"Has anyone checked this direction?"

"I checked." Erin shook the information in her hand and said helplessly:

"As Antonio said, this is an exemplary citizen, who has not made any outrageous statements on the Internet and has not made verbal threats to anyone."

"As for who attacked him, it is unknown."

"It doesn't matter who it is." Ethan threw a piece of gum into his mouth, frowned and said, "The purpose behind it is definitely not simple." ”

"This guy can kill someone and leave quietly."

"Why do so many things and set so many traps?"

"That's not right!"

He thought of something and jumped off the table:

"It's in the wrong direction, I suspect it has nothing to do with that dignitary, the other party just wants to use the threatening information to attract our people to the door."

"If the goal was to assassinate dignitaries, the murderer wouldn't have done so much."

"That man."

Ethan looked at everyone and tapped the whiteboard suddenly: "He's trying to use us to do something, as for what." ”

"I think the murderer must have left a hint at the scene."

Needless to say, several people immediately flipped through the case files, and those who should have checked the surveillance continued to stare at the screen.

Ethan took his coffee and walked into the office.

Quietly glancing outside, he turned his office chair with his back to the door, and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

"Knock knock."

I don't know how long it took to come over, but there was a knock on the door.

"Boss."

Atwater walked in quickly, holding up the photo in his hand and excitedly, "We found something." ”

Only, there was no response.

Listening to the other party's slow breathing, he coughed awkwardly: "Boshi." ”

As much as I didn't want to bother, things were urgent right now.

I don't know what I did last night, or if it's the first time I've seen the other person like this, Atwater scratched his head suspiciously.

"Huh?"

Ethan hurriedly opened his eyes: "I didn't sleep." ”

Atwater forced a smile and handed over the photo: "The surveillance outside the house captured this car staying outside that small building. ”

"We've checked, and it belongs to a guy named Tevez Webb."

"Addict, once had a record of theft."

Taking the photo, Ethan rubbed his eyes, which was a surveillance screenshot of the license plate number and another photo of a white man in prison.

After resting for a while, the whole person was much more energetic.

He looked up and tapped on the photo:

"Address?"

"Got it figured out."

Atworth nodded, "There's a motorcycle repair shop in Tevez near Perkis Park, and whether he's a murderer or not, we feel compelled to check it out." ”

"The address of his home has also been found."

"Very well, you and." Ethan waved his hand, and his words paused: "Forget it, I'll go too, and call the bomb disposal team." ”

After last night's incident, I don't feel at ease if I don't go.

Stretching, he walked out of the office: "Rusek, Irene, follow me to the motorcycle repair shop, and the others will go to this address, and they will not be able to move until the bomb disposal team comes." ”

"Understood."

Everyone outside was ready to move, and with Ethan's order, they all got up.

The vehicle flashed its police lights and pulled over.

As soon as he threw the car door, the patrol officer who came to the scene early hurriedly stepped forward: "Sheriff, the scene has been controlled, and there are people watching the back door." ”

"Thank you."

Shaking hands with him, Ethan led the man and continued to walk forward.

When he came, he called the nearby patrol officer to come and take a look, only to find that the repair shop had not yet opened, and the car was parked outside, Ethan immediately notified the patrol officer to take control of the scene.

He had a hunch that this guy named Tevez was not the murderer.

And, too, something happened.

The guy who was able to plan what happened last night wouldn't leave such obvious flaws.

In front, there is a bungalow warehouse.

A couple of well-dressed guys, who arrived almost at the same time as them, were the same bomb disposal team that had worked together last night.

"Hey, I'm sorry for you."

Ethan shook hands with the commander in charge: "Hopefully, I'm too sensitive." ”

"Don't talk about that."

The other party did not underestimate Ethan's age, he said solemnly: "If this kind of thing happens, you can't be too careful." ”

After a few pleasantries, the bomb disposal team immediately began to work.

Professional things are left to professional people to do, Ethan and a few people are just watching from the sidelines, and they are not in a hurry to step forward, and there is no need to take some dangers.

Ten minutes later, a layer of fine sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

The commander of the bomb disposal team just now finally ran over quickly, and after some activity, his face was covered with sweat.

"Come with me."

He wiped his sweat and said hurriedly, "It's about the same as last night, there are shotgun traps too." ”

"But I did a radiation test, and there should be no bombs in there."

(End of chapter)