"Cheese~"

"Click."

The flash lights turned on, and the phone froze a photo of all the members of the Banshee Town Police Department, and Brock stood in the middle and smiled from ear to ear.

Of course, the mayor of the town is among them.

He stood by with a faint smile on his lips.

In the background were bullet-riddled wooden walls, and in front of them were covered with weapons and contraband, and each officer looked energetic and had a smile on his face.

This is going to be published.

There is an opportunity to brush up on political achievements, and Ethan will certainly not miss it.

One person was not involved, though, and Bunker stood silently watching Calvin's body being carried into the ambulance.

The scene was basically cleaned up.

After the photo was taken, they were also ready to leave.

"The man is dead." Ethan strode over to Bunker and put his arm around his shoulder: "When he is in this mood, it is better to take care of the living, Maggie needs you now." ”

"There are things to let go of, and there are things that should be moved on."

"Hmm."

Bunker took a deep breath and lifted his spirits.

Several people returned to the police station.

Maggie and the child had been taken to the officers' lounge by Siobhan, Bunker couldn't wait to see each other, Ethan didn't want to see that crying scene, and walked to the interrogation room with Brock.

"Hey~"

Emmett, who was guarding the door like an iron tower, saw the two of them coming, smiled and raised his hand to say hello: "I have heard what happened. ”

"Now, we can finally relax for some time."

"Smack~"

Ethan reached out and slapped him hard, shook his head and said, "You're wrong, for at least a month, I need you to keep patrolling at a high intensity, and anyone who wants to jump out will be locked up." ”

The old order is destroyed, and there will always be new people who want to take over.

In the first few days, no one would have dared to take the lead, but in the back, there will always be people who will try to jump out and take over the remnants of the Aryan Brotherhood.

Definitely hit those people hard.

Emmett also figured it out, and scratched his head with a smile.

"I'll leave it to me." Ethan waved at him, "Go about your own business!" ”

When the big black man left, Brock looked at Ethan.

"I'll talk to her alone first."

The latter shrugged his shoulders and smiled faintly: "If you don't cooperate, then what should be done." ”

Regarding what to do with Cruz, the two had a brief exchange on the way back, and the other party was somewhat useful, so Ethan planned to squeeze the last trace of oil and water out of her.

As for Cruz's identity, it will be kept secret for the time being.

The sheriff waved away.

Bang bang.

Knocking on the door, Ethan pushed the door in and looked at the sturdy policewoman sitting at the interrogation table with a smile.

The other party hugged his full chest and sat expressionlessly.

Pose as if you are thousands of miles away.

When he saw that it was Ethan who entered the door, he raised his eyelids.

Closing the door, he Shi Shiran walked to the back of the interrogation table and sat down, took out the cigarette and lighter, lit it comfortably, stacked them together, and stretched out his hand to push the fierce policewoman.

The latter smelled the smell of gunpowder on the other party's body, and his face became even more gloomy.

But.

This did not delay her from grabbing a cigarette and lighting it.

"Why?"

Red lips let out a puff of white smoke, and Cruz lifted his chin slightly.

The look in his eyes looked very dissatisfied.

Although she doesn't understand why she was exposed, she is sure that she has left no evidence, so there is room for redemption.

"Please."

Ethan spread his hands and looked at the woman in front of him with a smile: "Everyone is smart, so don't try to insult my IQ, you're an undercover agent of the Aryan Brotherhood, aren't you?" ”

"I want to see a lawyer."

The last glimmer of hope was extinguished, and Cruz completely sank.

As a law enforcement officer, she knows how to deal with the situation, and keeping her mouth shut is the best option right now.

"No, you don't."

Ethan sprayed a puff of smoke into her face, rejecting the reasonable request: "Actually, you are right about me, I am indeed a person who does not follow the rules. ”

"Secondly, I am not a law enforcement officer and do not need any evidence."

"As long as I think you are, then you are!"

As you speak, pull out your phone.

He pointed out the album and showed it to Cruz, on which was Watts' tragic death, and with a flick of his fingers, Calvin's death appeared in front of Cruz, and she was short of breath.

Not stopped, with the last flick of the fingers.

Simmons' photo also appeared on his phone, and Cruz was completely panicked, and a drop of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

Gulping down a cigarette in his mouth.

She licked her mouth and asked in a hoarse voice, "When was I exposed?" ”

Even Simmons' photo appeared in the other party's hands, and it seemed that this guy had completely cleaned himself up, so she also became single, and no longer did useless struggles.

Ethan was very satisfied with the performance of the other party.

"Just before you are exposed."

He turned off his phone and smiled at a pun.

This sentence made Cruz's face flush, it turned out that she had been bouncing in front of each other like a circus monkey, and the shame made her clench her fists.

"Please."

Ethan raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "You don't want to look like this, in general, I'm more at a loss!" ”

"Bastard."

Cruz was furious and jerked off his chair.

Whistling and punching at the opposite side.

"Bang."

Before she could react to what was going on, she was pressed the interrogation table, and her neck was pinched by her steel-like fingers.

"Are you sure you're going to do something stupid?"

Ethan twisted her arm, pinched the other party with his other hand, and sneered with a cigarette: "Don't believe it, I'll just strangle you here, and you can get out of it afterwards!" ”

When you speak, add a little more strength to your hands.

The slender neck seemed to be easily broken in his hands at any time.

The horror of dying made Cruz almost incontinent, her feet on the ground, trying to breathe a little more, but the feeling of suffocation still came flooding in.

Ethan, on the other hand, has no intention of letting go.

Just staring at each other and sowing fear deep inside this woman.

It wasn't until the other party's eyes began to drift that he let go of his hand.

"Whew~~~"

The sound of rapid inhalation in the interrogation room was followed by a violent cough, snot and tears choked together, and Cruz lay limply on the table like a fish that had almost been pinched to death.

Ethan shook his hand and sat back.

He put his legs on the table and continued to smoke his cigarette slowly, as if what he had just done was a trivial matter.

It wasn't until a few moments had passed that Cruz had eased his momentum.

(End of chapter)