After a long day of tossing, it has come to six o'clock in the evening.

Everyone in the Chase room sat down solemnly, not thinking about having dinner.

They want to solve the case, and that's right.

But it must not be in this way, throwing a scapegoat into it.

After Antonio expressed his thoughts, everyone's eyes fell on Ethan, after all, he was the one who broke the deadlock first and found the clue.

"Ethan."

Erin couldn't help but ask, "You also know that something is wrong, what kind of informant gave you the news?" ”

"So be it."

After walking two laps on the short passage, Ethan stopped: "You and Jay found the yacht tonight, ask the people from the forensic office to carefully inspect the yacht as soon as possible, I need to see the report tomorrow morning." ”

"Mouse."

Turning his head again, he looked at the corner: "Apply for a warrant from the judge, and you will check all the call records of Kaslow in the last three months." ”

"Mark any anomalies."

"Understood." The mouse sitting in the corner nodded hurriedly.

"Find a way to get the strippers out." Nodding to Olinsky, Ethan continued, "Talking face-to-face, I need to know if the information she gave you about the quarrel is true or false. ”

"There's too much fog."

Waving to everyone, Ethan's face sank: "I need to see more, everyone else is trying to move." ”

"Afterwards, I'll go to an informant and have a good talk."

Everyone immediately got busy.

They can think of these questions, Ethan and Kaslow have been talking face-to-face for so long, of course they can feel it, he can make a deal, but he will never allow others to fool him for a fool.

If there's really something wrong with this.

He's going to have a good chat with the guy named Frank.

Rubbing his eyes, he stretched and walked into the office.

He hadn't slept for more than 30 hours, and he couldn't bear the sleepiness, so after setting the alarm, he fell asleep on the office chair.

"Ding."

The elevator doors opened, and Ethan strode out of it.

After sleeping for more than two hours, I basically recovered my state, bought a bunch of food, and came to the Chicago hospital non-stop.

The place where she came now is not the floor where Rebecca is.

It's about taking it to the next level.

Looking at the signs in the hallway, he soon came to one of the single rooms, which was unguarded, and he pushed open the door and walked in.

The lights in the wards were exceptionally deserted.

Boden closed his eyes and lay quietly on the bed.

His shoulders were bandaged and dyed with plum blossoms, and this guy was also unusually burly, with bulging muscles, but there were old scars everywhere he could see.

Despite Ethan's reminders.

But before Will, he almost thought that the man he had saved was a freak who had escaped from some prisoner of war camp.

Scars and gunshot wounds abound.

There were even more whip marks crisscrossing the strong back, and if Ethan hadn't sent them, he would have called the police.

Slowly walked to the bedside.

The black-rimmed glasses on the bedside table are folded up and meticulously placed.

"Get your hands out from under the covers."

Ethan pulled over the chair and sat down, opening the plastic bag: "If I really want to kill you, just put on a silencer and stand at the door and shoot, do you think you will be stupid enough to come and get a pillow and suffocate you to death?" ”

His eyelashes fluttered, and Borden slowly opened his eyes:

"Why did it take so long to come?"

The hand under the quilt was withdrawn, and he put the scalpel back under the pillow: "Where's my gun?" ”

"I have a job."

Ethan threw today's M1911 on the quilt and said helplessly, "Don't you have any sympathy for your mother to provoke Fack?" I also stayed with Rebecca last night for an all-nighter. ”

"Thank you!"

Borden tucked the pistol into the quilt and thanked him earnestly.

"Goo."

At this time, the roaring sound of the Five Organs Temple sounded under the quilt.

It was rare to see a trace of embarrassment on this guy's usually expressionless face.

Help him raise the bed and open the lunch box.

"Teach you one thing."

Ethan handed him a box of beef brisket and complained coldly, "You can ask the nurse to buy you something to eat, you don't have to be hungry until now." ”

Borden grabbed his fork and kept putting the tender brisket into his mouth, munching on it heavily.

It seems that he has already been starved.

"I don't have any money on me."

After swallowing hard, he was a little embarrassed: "If you give me some money, I will definitely pay you back afterwards." ”

"Why do I have that?"

Ethan put a drink on the sheet and looked at the guy with interest.

"You're the kind of person." Borden hurriedly dropped his fork and took a few sips of his drink, and then he came to his senses: "It's impossible to be short of money." ”

"Hahaha."

Ethan said he liked to hear it, and laughed and threw a wad of money out of his pocket.

I didn't count it, and I didn't plan to let the other party return it.

"Can I ask you a question?"

The other party was eating and drinking, and Ethan couldn't help but pick up a cow rib and chew it.

"You say."

Borden nodded, his mouth moving.

"After Procott's death." Ethan shrugged his shoulders and asked generously, "With your ability, I believe that it is easy to do something, why did you choose to stay behind Rebecca." ”

And people don't kill themselves.

There was no embarrassment in my heart.

The mouth that was still chewing just now suddenly stopped, and after a few seconds of silence, Borden chewed slowly: "I'm a waste, I don't have so many desires, and it was Kai who rescued me when I was in hell." ”

"When you are with him, your heart is at peace."

Dead silence's eyes rippled, and he said in a muffled voice, "I wasn't by Kai's side that night, I owe him!" ”

The last sentence is categorical.

With that, Borden began to eat quietly.

No longer the desire to speak.

After sitting with him for a while, Ethan got up and left, and there was still a man lying downstairs.

Unlike above, there are two patrolmen sitting below.

It's no longer Burgess and Roman, they also have their own work to do.

In fact, in this case, Rebecca can't enjoy this kind of careful protection, these people are all looking at the face of the sergeant of the intelligence group, so they come to help.

Ethan thanked him again and again, and gave the rest of the meal to the two patrol officers to go back to rest.

In the wards, there are many fewer first-aid equipment.

Rebecca's face also looked more rosy than yesterday.

"Hey."

As he sat down on the bench, Will approached briskly with two interns: "Sheriff Morgan, are you sure you don't need to rest for the night?" ”

"I've slept at the police station."

Ethan stood up with a smile and shook his hand: "Thank you for your hard work." ”

"Don't talk about that."

Will winked at Ethan: "You save Jay, I save your friend, it's all a cycle." ”

"Come in with me, the patient is much better."

"Now you can accompany you." He held the medical record book and pushed open the door with a smile: "If we are lucky, maybe she will wake up tomorrow." ”

Ethan shrugged his shoulders and hurriedly walked in with the other party.

(End of chapter)