Chicago Hospital.

Heavy breathing, coming from the toilet in a hurry.

After a few seconds, there was another rushing sound, accompanied by a gurgling sound.

This movement did not attract the attention of others as before.

No one screamed, so it was naturally much more low-key.

The tall and tall patrol officer crossed his hands on his waist and blocked the door, with that fierce and vicious look, naturally no one dared to approach.

As for the movement inside, the patrol said that he had not heard anything.

"How?"

Seeing that the blisters were almost bubbling, Ethan lifted Walsh's head and said, "Are you awake, do you want to negotiate terms with me?" ”

Walsh was choked and stunned, and only knew how to gasp for breath.

"Okay."

Ethan smiled slightly: "It seems that he is not sober enough." ”

"Don't."

A huge force came from the back of his head, and Walsh was crushed into the toilet again, and when he saw that the water was about to rush down again, he howled excitedly: "I said, I'll say everything, don't flush anymore." ”

"Woohoo."

The terrible cry echoed in the toilet.

"Whoa."

The sound of water rushing continued.

"I don't like to hear people cry." Ethan pressed his head hard, and said impatiently: "Can you be like a man, cry again, and I'll play with you for a day." ”

Behind, the corners of Olinsky's mouth twitched.

The sheriffs of the intelligence group are more ferocious than the other, and compared to him, Hank is soft-hearted.

"Jared Michael."

When his head was lifted again, Walsh didn't wait for Ethan to ask, and he couldn't wait to say, "He's the guy you're looking for, staying in a motel on the South End, where you can find him." ”

"Physical characteristics?"

Hearing the address, Ethan asked, "How do we know who is him?" ”

"Blue."

Walsh gasped for a few breaths before his voice trembled, "There's paint on his face that has been blown up by the dye pack, and you know, that stuff is very hard to clean. ”

"Just see it, and you will know it."

"I swear."

He shouted, "I'm telling the truth." ”

"Gross."

After speaking, the guy retched.

The feeling of drowning and suffocation several times has brought his body to the limit.

Seeing this, Ethan let go of the guy.

Walked to the sink, pressed the hand sanitizer and carefully washed the palm of his hand, and when the water sprayed from the faucet rinsed the foam, Olinsky had already finished explaining and hung up the phone:

"I've informed them."

"Good."

Ethan took a handful of water and washed it on his face: "Let's go over too." ”

With his wet hair hanging down on his forehead, he brushed it a few times casually, smiled handsomely in the mirror, and then walked out of the bathroom with his hands in hand.

The patrol noticed that the two of them came out, and his waist quickly straightened.

"That's right."

Ethan stopped and looked at the patrolman: "There was a patient inside who accidentally fell and got wet. ”

"But it's okay, he's not hurt."

"You go to the nurse and take a look, don't have any accidents."

"Got it."

The male patrol officer nodded hurriedly and stared blankly at the backs of the two leaving.

Motel.

Several cars came one after the other and stopped separately outside.

"Don't move."

Ethan adjusted the position of the microphone and said in a deep voice: "Waiting for my order, I'll go in first to inquire about the news." ”

"Roger."

The other people in the car answered one after another.

Pushing open the door, Ethan strode toward the motel, an L-shaped, two-story building with a dozen cars parked in the middle.

The motels here are generally the same.

On the corridor, there are many female bodhisattvas with heavy makeup.

When they saw Ethan, they showed their thighs in fishnet stockings, and they kept throwing their winks at them.

In that battle, I can't wait to take orders for free.

"Boss."

Rusek's voice came from the headset, and he teased, "Bet, these people are free for you." ”

"I'll bet you on how much money you have."

Antonio's voice sounded, and he said angrily: "These people are here to earn money, and if they can't complete their mission, they will only be greeted by fists, even if you are Leonardo." ”

"Come on, this is Pos."

Patting the second on the back, Atwater also said happily: "He's not comparable to that playboy." ”

"Shut up."

Erin's disgruntled voice rang out: "Keep the channel clean. ”

Scratching his ears, regardless of these guys.

Ethan walked straight to the motel reception and pushed the glass door open, leaving the front desk empty with a cooking show on the small TV next to it.

"Ding ding~."

He raised his hand and slapped the service bell vigorously.

"Here we are."

Soon, a woman with thick arms and a round waist came out of it and said impatiently, "Damn, stop shooting, I hate that voice so much." ”

But when she saw the man standing outside, she suddenly felt like a spring breeze:

"How can I help?"

"Those branch girls."

Ethan poked upstairs and slapped the badge on the countertop: "I'm not here for them, so don't panic and don't try to make a stupid move." ”

"Otherwise, I promise you won't be able to keep your shop open."

"Understood."

The fat woman nodded hurriedly, and the fat on her face shook together: "This officer, if you want to know something, I will definitely cooperate." ”

If she was doing business properly, it would not be this reaction.

If the foundation is not clean, the heart will be weak.

What's more, it was a plainclothes person who came over, and she was now 100% cooperative, and she didn't dare to make any small moves.

The patrol officers are not easy to provoke, let alone these guys with hidden guns.

"This person."

Ethan clicked on the photo album on his mobile phone and pestled in front of the other party: "What room do you live in?" ”

If you have a criminal record, you will find information very quickly.

The white man, Jared Michael, was wanted for violating parole regulations in California, so they quickly got each other's prison photos.

The person in the photo has an inch head and a fierce gaze.

The fat woman squinted her eyes and looked at her for a moment, then touched her face uncertainly and said, "There is a man who looks like him, but he has a lot of blue spots on his face, like a very strange tattoo." ”

What a ghost tattoo, that's the color of the dye pack.

"That's him."

Ethan put away his mobile phone and police badge together, and asked in a deep voice, "In what room is the person, is the person here?" ”

"Yes."

The fat lady swallowed her saliva and said in a somewhat nervous tone: "On the second floor, room 23, I saw him walking upstairs with some things just now." ”

Hearing this, Ethan immediately pulled out the python revolver.

"You're sitting here."

He pointed the fat woman at gunpoint and issued a warning: "Don't move, don't try to make any notices." ”

"Bang."

Looking at the muzzle of the gun dangling in front of her, the fat woman was so frightened that she sat down in her chair. (End of chapter)