Ethan followed Hank to the round table and looked coldly at the two people at the table.

In addition to the big silver head named Carlo, there was also a dark-haired man sitting at the table, who also looked to be close to forty years old.

Before Carlo could respond to Hank's greeting, the black-haired man greeted him with a smile.

However, Hank ignored him.

"Sit down."

Carlo put down his glass and looked at Hank with a smile, "What would you like to drink?" ”

As he spoke, he also nodded slightly to Ethan.

The means of communication are quite in place, and no one is left out in the cold.

"Please, you know why I'm here." Hank spread his hands, nodded and said, "Don't waste that time, everyone, I have a few questions for you here." ”

"How about we find a quieter place?"

"Wait."

Carlo lifted his glasses and said with a smile, "Before that, someone wanted to apologize. ”

In the back, the bald manager shuddered.

He stepped forward quickly and bent down at Ethan: "Mr. Morgan, I'm very sorry about what happened just now, I should cooperate with Hao's work and apologize to you again." ”

I beat someone up, and the other party came to apologize to me.

Ethan's eyes narrowed.

His face became gloomy, and he looked at the big silver back with an unkind gaze: "This Mr. Carlo, are you provoking me?" ”

"Blame me for not touching your place?"

The manager of the luxury club looked up in a daze, not understanding what was going on with the other party's brain circuit.

The whole person is also a little stupid.

"Let's go."

Carlo smiled even more, waved at the bald manager, and looked at Ethan with a straight face: "I've heard your name, Sergeant Morgan, and I've always thought you could only talk with a gun. ”

"Now it seems clear that you are also a smart person."

"I'm sorry for what just happened."

He knocked on the table again and said in a deep voice, "Didn't you find what you were looking for in the club before?" ”

This guy speaks unhurriedly, neither humbly nor arrogantly.

What stands out is that one is at ease.

The other party is easy to talk about and discuss, and Ethan will not bite like a mad dog, he shrugged his shoulders and directly singled out: "I heard that Mr. Carlo is the invisible partner of the luxury club, I want to ask a few questions." ”

"So be it."

Carlo didn't deny it, pointing to the black-haired man next to him: "This Mr. Frank is in charge of the day-to-day work of the club." ”

"If you have any questions, I think he'll satisfy you."

The black-haired man has been smiling all the way from just now to now.

In Ethan's opinion, it's a bit of a madness.

This kind of smiling tiger, he always doesn't know what he's thinking behind his back, and after listening to Carlo's words, he immediately looked at this guy who is also named Frank with a smile.

The latter then stood up and waved back at Ethan.

Hankla opened his chair and sat down, waved his hand to the waiter at the bar to bring him a cup of coffee, and left the rest to Ethan, who could easily solve it with the other party's ability.

And Ethan was not false at all, and walked out the back door with the other party with the case file.

The two came to a small courtyard at the back of the club.

There are a few outdoor tables and chairs, and the surrounding area is empty, and the tall solid wood fence is tightly obscured, making it a great place to talk.

With a wave of his hand, he swept away the snow from the table and chairs, and the two sat down facing each other.

Open the case file.

Hand over Watson's photos to the other party one by one, and put the living and dead in front of the other party.

Finally, there are the photos of those fake documents.

It's already gone straight to the door, so there's no need to hide it.

The other party also put away his smile and looked at the photo with an expressionless face, ordinary people saw a terrifying picture that would leave a psychological shadow, but they couldn't make this guy named Frank have the slightest fluctuation.

"What do you want to know?"

Frank tapped on the picture, his tall nose twitching.

"Who did it?"

It was cold outside, Ethan lit a cigarette and looked at the black-haired man in front of him: "Give me a name, don't lie to me, otherwise the consequences will be serious, I don't like to be deceived." ”

Smoke rises and drifts with snowflakes.

"Before that, I'll make an analogy." Frank rubbed his hands together, and the old god looked at the gray sky from the ground:

"Let's say this woman is helping someone else get credit cards and bank loans."

"What do you think of the Celestial Messenger behind it?"

"I'm not a banker."

Ethan puffed out smoke and shrugged his shoulders and said: "Even if you cheat them out of hundreds of millions, you don't have a penny to do with me, I just want a murderer, is this answer clear enough?" ”

"Very clear."

Frank smiled and shook his head: "When I went to have coffee two days ago, I heard a name mentioned by the person at the table next to me, Charlie Coslow. ”

"I heard that kid has been forging fake checks lately."

"Of course."

He shrugged his shoulders and pinched his fingers: "I have also heard this kind of thing, and you need to verify the specific situation." ”

"Is there a possibility?"

Ethan smiled and took back the photo and put it in the case file: "The guest at the table next to you happened to mention where Coslow is, I'm sure you must have heard it." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, but the other party did not hide it, and quickly said the address.

"Thank you for your cooperation."

Ethan stretched out his palm and held the other party hard: "After the case is solved, I will consider applying for a good citizen award for you, but there is a premise, don't perfunctory me." ”

"I used to know a guy named Frank, and he lied to me a lot."

"It didn't end so well."

The threat in his words could not be more obvious, and the Italian-born Frank raised his eyebrows, and in turn shook Ethan's hand heavily.

Walking inside, Ethan nodded at Hank.

The latter raised his coffee cup and smiled at Carlo: "Today's coffee is good, the police station still has a lot of things to do, I'll play cards with you another day." ”

"No problem."

This very stylish mafia leader pushed his brown-rimmed glasses and looked at Ethan with a smile: "Young man, I admire you very much, you can come over and play cards with Hank when you have time." ”

Hearing this, the people who fell in the chess and card room cast surprised eyes.

You know, Carlo is now the boss of the Chicago Mafia.

There are only a handful of young people who can be called by him to play cards, and he doesn't know what is special about this handsome guy in front of him.

"Thank you."

Ethan looked left and right, shrugged his shoulders and said, "But I prefer places like luxury clubs, where there are sexy buttocks and bouncy heaviness, and those occasions are where I belong." ”

It doesn't matter what kind of gang it is, I'm not interested in playing cards with a bunch of old men.

However, he still saved some face for the other party.

After all, Carlo is giving kindness.

"Hahaha."

Carlo froze at first, and then let out a hearty laugh, and a group of weak old men in the chess and card room also laughed out loud.

That's right, if it still works.

Who wants to come here to spend time?

(End of chapter)