Chicago Union Station.

Noon is the rush hour, and there are crowds of people everywhere.

It's the third largest city in the U.S., and it's an astonishing throughput that people from all over the country and the world are flowing here every day.

All kinds of ethnicities, pieced together into a colorful canvas.

Ethan extinguished his cigarette butt in the trash can, lifted his sunglasses and continued to creep forward, buying another ice cream when he came to a vendor.

Not far away, Olinsky sat on the steps.

In his hand, he held a newspaper.

Not only the two of them, but everyone in the intelligence group was scattered in the area of the coach, spreading a net against the man who went by the pseudonym Dunn, and was about to arrest him.

With normal methods, things definitely don't move that fast.

If a gang of traffickers discovers that their dungeon has been taken down by the police, there is a good chance that they will fly away and never be seen again.

So, Ethan simply let the rat go.

After some invasion search, I got this unexpected surprise.

I had already checked at the station dispatch office just now, and the girl Dunn had met on social networking sites was on the 946 long-distance bus that would arrive soon.

The prey is about to arrive, and I don't believe he doesn't appear.

Retracting his gaze from the hip skirt next to him, he took a bite of ice cream:

"Has anyone spotted Dunn?"

"Nope."

Erin walked over with a duffel bag: "Be careful, you can see the barrel of your gun!" ”

Conditioned reactions look down.

Realizing that something was wrong, he coughed awkwardly and pulled his jacket.

A reply sounded, and everyone who was ambushed nearby didn't see the figure of the brown-haired handsome man.

"Just keep an eye on that girl."

Antonio yawned and flipped through the sports magazine in his hand: "I don't know if that person is real, and I don't believe that the person on the other side is a person in the online world." ”

"No, no, no."

On the steps not far away, Rusek took a bite of Taco tortilla, chewed and said, "Detective Dawson, I bet you five dollars, it must be the person in the photo." ”

"Without confirmation via video chat, it is impossible for the other party to come over."

"I was at that time."

At this point, his voice stopped abruptly.

"Go on."

Erin walked forward slowly, her bright eyes glancing around, "My phone is already recording." ”

"Hahaha."

"Adam go on, don't be afraid."

"That's right, isn't it just for Wendy~, I believe Detective Lindsay won't tell your fiancée.

A coaxing sounded in the headset.

Ethan shook his head and smiled, and followed suit a few times to tease Rusek.

The rats lifted the hijacking crisis, and the gang returned to their old ways, working and ridiculing without delay.

"Attention."

Two minutes later, a long-distance bus slowly drove by, Ethan hurriedly swallowed the ice cream, and grinned from the cold: "Just keep an eye on it, no one is allowed to move until the suspect target is found." ”

A person who does that kind of work is as disgraceful as a rat in a gutter.

You have to be careful.

"Puff, Boom~~~"

The long-distance bus with the number 946 printed on it dangled twice at the stop sign and slowly stopped.

The driver in sunglasses reached out and pressed it, and the door opened.

Out of the corner of his eye, he swept towards the upper and lower doors of the bus, staring at the young woman who got off the bus and the brown-haired man approaching the bus.

The people in the car kept walking down.

Soon, a touch of purple appeared in everyone's eyes.

A simple purple skirt with a small coat over it, and short hair with a shawl look very simple, the girl turned around lightly twice when she got out of the car, and her young and immature face was full of yearning for the big city.

A pair of bright eyes, full of excitement and eagerness.

The little sheep from the township plunged headlong into the steel forest of the city.

Greeted by no sweet love.

Only cold dungeons, whip wielding, and endless remorse.

The excitement of the first arrival in Chicago quickly subsided a lot, and the girl's journey to love was not very smooth, and she furrowed her eyebrows and kept looking left and right.

He looked at his watch frequently.

Seeing that all the people in the bus had already gotten off, I didn't see the familiar stranger appear.

The girl seemed a little anxious and stamped her foot.

The whole person is full of youthful atmosphere.

"Please."

Atwater let out a broken thought, licking his thick lips: "Show up soon." ”

Not far away, Horstead couldn't help but shake his legs slightly, and asked anxiously: "Dunn won't notice that something is wrong, on their dungeon, all searches are very hidden, and there are people around to keep guard." ”

"If someone returns, they shouldn't be able to escape their eyes."

"I don't think so."

Ethan shook his head slightly and clicked on his cigarette: "At nine o'clock in that girl's direction, black jeans and a blue vertical shirt are the guy in the photo." ”

"Closing the !!"

With an order, seven people gathered in the direction of the target.

The brown-haired man first greeted the girl very warmly, apologized for being late, and then took the other party's bag very gentlemanly, and then said that he had booked a good restaurant nearby.

A set of words, extremely proficient.

Be affectionate enough and maintain proper social distancing so that the girl who meets for the first time will feel too abrupt.

Just a few simple moves, so that the short-haired girl has a good feeling.

The eyes can no longer be separated from the other party's handsome face.

When the brown-haired man was talking about what was interesting in Chicago, he subconsciously looked back, and an electric current rushed from the tail vertebrae to the back of his head, and he couldn't help but feel excited.

Two people, a man and a woman, were walking briskly towards them with calm faces.

The alarm bell in my heart rang frantically.

"Bang."

The heavy luggage landed instantly, he no longer cared about the short-haired woman, threw away the bag and walked forward quickly.

"Dunn?"

The short-haired girl didn't know why, so she shouted repeatedly, "Hey, where are you going?" ”

"Don't move."

Erin approached, grabbed the lucky girl, and showed her badge: "Chicago police, grab something and follow me." ”

Looking at the man who was walking faster and faster, Anthony sneered.

The pace on his feet stopped.

"Yo."

Russec spread his hands to Dunn, who was running in his direction, and said with a disdainful expression, "Romeo, no traffic is allowed here." ”

Behind, Atwater is eyeing it.

"Fake."

Dunn cursed frantically in his heart, hurriedly ran away, and went down the stairs in front of him, which was an underground passage that led in all directions.

"Boom."

The iron gate next to it was pushed through by a man wearing a duckbill hat, firmly blocking the way.

"Where do you want to go?"

Orlinsky bit down on the twisted candy and stared coldly at the guy through an iron door.

Dunn turned around in a panic and tried to find another way.

"Bang."

Horstead slammed his hands into the gate.

Although the back of his head was hit, the brown-haired boy didn't care about the pain, and raised his hands in horror: "Hey, I don't know what you want to do?" ”

"Are you Dunn?"

Horstead drew his gun and unceremoniously pressed it against his jaw: "Tell me, are you Dunn?" ”

"Shet, Shet, Shet!!"

Dunn's bladder was sore, but when he noticed that there were people around him, he held back his fear, and his lips trembled: "God, what are you doing here, I'm not the one you're looking for." ”

“NO。”

A puff of smoke puffed from the side, and a cold voice rang out: "You should shout Satan, after all, you are a demon!! ”

He rolled his eyes in a hurry, looking in the direction where the voice sounded.

Scarlet cigarette butts, like shooting stars.

"Ah!!h (End of chapter)