My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 605

"Thank you."

Taylor took off his sunglasses and said sincerely: "Thank you to the Chicago Police Department for their efforts on this matter."

She has long been used to this kind of public entertainment such as hello, hello, hello everyone.

After exchanging pleasantries, Ethan opened the door and let Taylor and the others in.

The reporters behind were not allowed to come in, otherwise the show would be too much, and the meaning of coming would be lost.

Inside the ward, there are doctors and nurses.

One of the security guards was lying on the hospital bed, his arm was wrapped in gauze, and he should have been shot here.

Compared with the Mohawk head, he is already very lucky.

Fortunately, the guy on the side was uninjured because he was sitting in the back row.

The two security guards were also touched by the fact that Taylor risked his life to visit them. They are people who often stay together, and they don't have so many polite words.

Taylor just told them to rest at ease, and chatted about what happened to Moxigan by the way.

Ten minutes later, the visit ended and everyone left the ward.

Taylor was in a much lower mood, and stopped communicating with several well-connected media outlets.

Faced with the question of whether the concert will be held normally, it was all thrown into the evening.

After bumping into Burgess, Ethan pressed the elevator calmly.

Seeing her swollen look, she made a subtle gesture of scissors, and then proudly walked into the elevator.

Before he got downstairs, the phone rang.

Burgess impatiently sent a text message, asking for an autographed photo again, with a few threatening words attached, but Ethan pretended not to see it.

Coming to the underground parking lot, Mercedes-Benz quietly left along another exit.

No surprises, no danger, and went back to Hyde Park smoothly.

"Boom!"

As soon as he entered the house, his mobile phone received a message from Irene.

"Don't let your employer see."

Swipe up the screen, and there are a few photos inside. When you zoom in, it is the inside of the suitcase, which is densely covered with Taylor's photos.

However, the body is replaced by some other photos.

"It's very similar!"

Taylor's head came closer: "But my skin is better."

"Cough." Ethan coughed lightly, and pushed her head away: "Please pay attention to my privacy, I'm investigating the case."

"Really? Whose privacy is it!"

Taylor left a word and strode towards the living room.

When seeing the photos on the phone, Taylor was actually flustered for a while, but he just pretended to be calm.

Although that was not the real self, it was a little awkward to be seen by him in that way, as if he had been seen too.

Ethan read through the remaining photos before walking through the living room to the swimming pool.

Bring up the address book and call Irene:
"What's the situation now?"

Irene's tone was extremely disgusting: "That person is really a pervert. Not only are there photos, but also dolls. There are dozens of love letters in them. The content is much more disgusting than that guy before."

"That's not what I asked. Danny didn't think we'd find him so quickly."

"Now is the best opportunity." Ethan looked at the people in the living room and continued to ask:
"You haven't found a clue yet, have you?"

"Who knows where he ran to." Irene complained, and continued: "But there is good news, we investigated his service records and found that he has a comrade-in-arms in Chicago."

"Now he is outside alone, he must find a place to stay."

"Maybe Danny has a connection with his comrades."

"Great." Ethan nodded quickly: "Take him down, OK!"

"This is just a guess, let's not talk about it, I'll be there right away." Irene hung up the phone casually.

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"Everyone be careful."

Hank looked at the house not far away, stopped the car slowly, and pressed the intercom at the same time: "The suspect has been professionally trained and is extremely dangerous."

"Got it." There were voices of replies.

Erin patted on the bulletproof vest, opened the door and got out of the car.

A large group of people are like being stalked by monkeys. After watching the surveillance video for several hours, she has already become angry, and she can't wait to find someone to practice immediately.

She and Hank lead the way, followed by Orlinski and Antonio.

The four walked quickly across the front yard and onto the porch.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a faint sound of the TV inside, and Irene slammed on the door.

"who is it?"

Heavy footsteps sounded, and the door creaked open.

A burly and bearded man appeared at the door, and a thunderous voice sounded: "What's the matter with you?"

"good afternoon."

Erin opened her clothes and showed the police badge hanging under the bulletproof vest: "I want to ask you about someone, Danny, your comrade in arms."

"Has he been in contact with you recently?"

"Danny?"

The bearded burly man scratched his head and said with a puzzled expression, "I haven't been in touch with him for a long time. I haven't seen him since I came back from Iraq."

"Sorry, I can't help you."

"It's okay, I'll trouble you."

Irene looked into the living room with some regret, her eyes fixed, and there were two bottles of Budweiser on it.

"Whoa!"

The sound of the toilet flushing sounded, and a man with a cropped hair came out from the toilet next to the living room.

He looks handsome, with a faint scar on his forehead.

He froze in place, looking at the few policemen standing outside the door.

"Danny!"

The bearded man roared, "Run."

The shout woke everyone up, and Danny spread his legs and ran away like a frightened bird.

"Chicago police!"

Hank roared, and squeezed the strong man at the door with Irene, trying to break into the house.

"I'll talk about it later."

The bearded man roared, like a bull, he opened his thick arms and grabbed the two of them violently.

"Oh!"

A circle of dust kicked up on the floor, and Hank and Erin were thrown to the ground.

Several people got entangled and bumped into the cabinet next to it. The porcelain placed on it fell and fell to pieces.

"Follow."

Orlinsky flew forward, strangled the fat neck of the bearded man, and roared loudly.

"boom!"

The glass door at the back was smashed, and Danny didn't care to twist the door lock, and rushed out of the house directly hitting the glass, and countless pieces of glass flew out with his body.

Antonio hurriedly ran past the chaotic group of people, but was hooked by the bearded burly man at his feet.

His body swayed and his feet staggered.

He almost fell down, tried his best to control his balance, and continued to chase after him.

After a few strokes, it disappeared outside the back door.

The bearded burly man, Brute Bull, turned over and swung Olinsky hard under him.

"Oh~"

With a height of 1.8 meters and a weight of about two hundred catties, he almost didn't blow Orlinski out of his back.

"Boom."

Hank broke free from control, elbowed the strong man with his backhand, and the tip of the elbow hit the bearded head hard.

The neck was locked, and then he was hit hard, and the strong man finally passed out.

"Fack, my old bones."

Orlinski cried out in pain, "Come and help me."

Irene supported her head and got up. She and Hank overturned the beard together, and Orlinsky, who was under the pressure, finally managed to catch his breath.

"You go and help!"

Hank took out his handcuffs and shouted at Erin.

"understood."

Irene slapped the floor angrily, crossed the living room, and chased behind the house.

Putting on the handcuffs, Hank pulled the old man up. The two looked at each other and shook their heads wryly.

Hank noticed a backpack next to the sofa in the living room. He walked over quickly, pulled the zipper open, and took a deep breath.

Detonators, wires, C4, and a dark pistol lay quietly in the bag.

(End of this chapter)