Taking the wad of money Ethan handed over, he sniffed deeply.

The fragrance of the banknote is intoxicating.

"Haha~"

The scruffy face suddenly filled with smiles, and Olinsky excitedly opened his arms to Ethan and hugged him fiercely: "There is no opinion, you could have not told me." ”

"Damn, that's a good thing to hide."

Silently, the two guys came out with a bag of money.

This thing, it's a surprise.

He was now happy and moved, as he had just said, he could have kept it a secret from himself, but they didn't choose to do that.

I didn't do anything, and I was in vain.

What else is not satisfied.

After a few slaps at Ethan, Olinski hugged Hank in excitement.

The usual protection money is actually not much, after all, Hank has to share a large part of the money, and that money is only equivalent to receiving an extra good salary.

Now there is only joy in the heart.

The three of them worked together to count the money in the bag, and there were a total of 823,520 yuan.

Ethan and Hank each took 328,000, and the rest was pushed in front of Olinsky.

I took the big head, and I didn't care about the three melons and two dates.

After a pile of money on the small round table divided into thick stacks, the playing cards were distributed and the aroma of whiskey began to spread.

Scarlet cigarette butts curled smoke up.

With the sound of the rain ticking in the shed, the three of them were busy and enjoying this rare comfortable time, and the sadness brought by the funeral quickly disappeared with the throwing of playing cards.

"Oh roar~"

Walking up to the reception hall, Ethan spread his hands in surprise: "What's going on, did I come to some supermarket?" ”

When I came to work every few days, the reception hall was noisy.

The twenty and thirty people were talking here, and the noise was like a vegetable market, and many old blacks twisted their tongues, as if they had come to the street hip-hop scene, and their ears were buzzing.

In the reception desk, Pratt was also anxious.

"Serial car accidents."

Burgess walked past with his waist twisted from the side, shrugged helplessly: "Plus the weekend has become what it is now, by the way, welcome back!" ”

"Hey."

Looking at the neat patrol uniform, Ethan smiled and said, "Don't you plan to have a welcome hug?" ”

"Not available."

The female patrol officer pushed him away and walked quickly to the side: "Hey, are you two going to fight at the police station?" ”

Last night, the two had a good game of catching eels by the police.

It was noisy again in the morning.

Burgess was already feeling low on energy and didn't have the heart to deal with this guy anymore.

Smiling, Ethan headed upstairs.

"Sir."

At this time, a hand suddenly stretched out next to him and grabbed him, and an eager voice sounded: "May I ask if you work here?" ”

Controlling his fist, Ethan looked to the side.

It was a tall white man, with thick blond hair and a gray jacket, who looked unusually anxious and carried a heavy backpack.

"That's right." Ethan nodded.

"My daughter is missing." The man's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly said, "Sarah Fraser, she has been gone for three months, I need your help, please!! ”

"Okay."

Looking at Pratt in a hurry, Ethan stopped:

"How old is she?"

"18 years old."

Fraser saw that the other party's face changed slightly, and quickly explained: "OK, I understand what you mean, but my daughter has never been away from home for so long, and I am worried that she is in danger." ”

As he spoke, he quickly opened his backpack.

"Listen."

Ethan grabbed this guy's hand and said in a deep voice: "I understand your feelings, I really understand, but please be patient for a while, the reception sheriff will help you deal with it." ”

"I'm very sorry, but this needs to go according to the procedure."

I thought it was a missing child, but when I heard that he was 18 years old, he lost interest.

It's not that people over the age of 18 don't have human rights.

In this country, I don't know how many people go missing in a year.

Many of them are eager to break free from the control of their families as adults, and go to the big city to work alone, during which time they lose contact with their families silently.

The man's daughter, is most likely to be the case.

"Nope."

Fraser knew what he was thinking as soon as he heard it, and said hurriedly, "It's not what you think, my daughter is not that kind of person. ”

"Yo, Boss."

At this moment, a shout came from the side.

The mouse took a piece of paper and shook it at him: "I have a document here that I need you to sign." ”

"I'm sorry."

Ethan patted the white man's hand and said in a deep voice: "I still have some things to do, please be patient, the reception sheriff is a very responsible person, I believe she will provide you with a solution." ”

"Hey, Pratt."

He turned around and waved his hand to the female sheriff: "This gentleman has a missing person case, you will remember to deal with it later." ”

"Uh-huh."

Pilates glanced up and made an OK gesture.

Despite his reluctance, Fraser reluctantly let go of his hand and continued to return to the bench to wait anxiously, no matter what, it could be regarded as a little progress.

"This is a new type of surveillance equipment application."

Coming to the mouse, the latter handed out the paper and continued, "It needs the signatures of both you and Sheriff Pilates. ”

"Hmm." Ethan took the pen and danced on it:

"She's busy, I guess you'll have to wait a while."

Throwing the pen to the mouse, he patted him on the shoulder: "I forgot to tell you, the 219th thing is good, slowly start to get started, keep it." ”

With a stable job and income, the rat does not return to its original appearance.

No more sloppy.

The whole person is dressed up refreshingly and looks a lot more comfortable.

"Thank you."

Scratching his head, the mouse was a little embarrassed.

Knock on the badge and walk up the stairs quickly.

A relatively strong smell of perfume wafted out from the corner, and when he smelled this smell, his pace quickly quickened a little.

The assistant was sitting in a chair, carefully filling out the reports.

"Hey."

He reached out and rubbed the other man's head: "Why are you here?" ”

"Boss."

Nadia gritted her pen and showed her silver teeth: "Erin asked me to come over, saying that a guy killed a large group of people, and then threw the report to her, she can't keep herself busy!" ”

"Haha."

Ethan looked at the reports and saw that they were all his own work, and could only smile awkwardly.

Not far away, Erin glared at him.

It's this guy who kills people the most, and it's their gang that is the busiest afterwards.

Another greeting was made.

The gang were all chewing on their pens with a sad face.

But Olinsky was in a very good mood, with a new duckbill hat on his head, and he was so happy to pick up the twisted candy.

When you get rich, people are always happy.

Ethan happily returned to the office, ready for a solid night's sleep. (End of chapter)