My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 1075 Make a deal

In the technical room, mice danced.

Soon, he told all the things Eileen asked him to do, not daring to hide anything.

"That's it."

After finishing speaking, he spread his hands towards Ethan again.

"Ah."

Ethan shook his head and smiled, waving his hand and saying, "Finish the things I assigned you, and you can investigate again when you have time."

Unexpectedly, Erin's thoughts changed so quickly.

But it's okay, it can be regarded as settling one of Olinsky's worries.

He didn't say a word to the mouse's behavior, turned around and walked outside. In Ethan's opinion, this was what the other party should do, and there was no such thing as praise.

"I do not know."

The howling sounded, and Eddie Cao screamed with snot and tears: "I really didn't know this would happen."

"Everything I tell you is the truth."

When these people came back, they started beating them without saying anything.

Eddie Cao cried very miserably. He was clearly arrested and taken to the police station. Why was it more terrifying than the lairs of some gangs? These police officers were too careless in handling things.

Thinking of this, he sobbed again:
"I really don't know where Li is. If I knew, I would definitely tell you."

Crying like this, Atwater couldn't move his fist.

He threw the thick phone book aside and looked helplessly at Ethan. Beside him, Rusek was breathing heavily and shaking his head repeatedly.

"Let him rest for a while."

Plan A failed. Ethan looked at his watch and said expressionlessly: "You go and do some work for the mouse first, and continue in half an hour, wherever this guy knows any suspicious locations."

"I want him to say it."

Hearing this, Eddie Cao suddenly fell to the ground as soft as mud. His eyes stared blankly at the ceiling of the garage, tears sliding down from the corners of his eyes.

All that was left was his chest rising and falling violently.

To deal with this scumbag, you have to play hard before killing him.

Back upstairs, he shook his head when he faced the looks of several people.

Erin took another big gulp of ice water and slumped down on the seat: "Damn it, the weather has started to get cold at night, but it's still so hot during the day."

"Actually, I have a hunch that Eddie Cao won't know anything more."

"None of these people are hard-core."

"If you want to say it, you have already said it."

She had been in the sun for so long, and her face was as red as an apple.

"Yo."

Antonio and Orlinsky walked out angrily, and the former gritted his teeth and said: "Jesse Kong didn't cooperate at all. He just said that he was framed and asked to call a lawyer."

"Anyway."

Olinsky broke off the candy cane with force: "The crime of illegal possession of firearms can be charged to him, as well as the $[-] we seized."

"This guy can be sent to prison."

A gang was caught and firearms were seized, along with $[-] in stolen money.

But this time, there was no joy on their faces.

This is not their goal at all, and it does not help the current situation at all.

"NO."

Ethan vetoed it and shook his head: "This is not what I want. Sending Jesse Kong to prison is not in my plan, and it will not do us any good."

"Ok?"

Olinsky slowed down his chewing movements, frowned and said:
"what do you mean?"

"Plan A fails, we need Plan B."

Patting the other party's shoulder, Ethan walked to the interrogation room with a sullen face: "Now we have no next clue, so we can only use Jesse Kong."

"As a colleague, I believe that guy will have a way to find the whereabouts of Dennis Lee."

trial room.

Jesse Kong looked at the one-way glass expressionlessly, his body motionless.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of the door opening that he slowly turned his head: "Phone?"

"I need to call my lawyer, that's my right."

"Oh."

Ethan snorted coldly, sat down directly on the stainless steel table, and the old man took out the cigarette case on the ground: "Mr. Kong, do you smoke?"

"of course."

Jesse Kong looked at the boots that the other party stepped on his thighs, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"That's not a good habit."

Ethan opened the lighter with a bang and slowly exhaled the smoke: "It's not good for your health."

After speaking, he put away the cigarette case.

Jesse Kong raised his hands and froze in the air, looking at the young man with dull eyes.

What kind of operation is this? I asked like that.

After a normal person asks that question, shouldn't he get one for himself?

What the hell is it bad for your health.

The next moment, he recognized the person who was stepping on his thigh unscrupulously, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

This guy was the guy who fired wildly at him on the container just now. Although he didn't injure or kill any of his men, it was obvious that the other party had used the gun.

Sometimes it's harder to miss than to hit.

Now that he was acting this way again, Jesse Kong couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

This is a psychopath, not easy to deal with.

In the observation room, Erin and Horsted looked at each other, wondering what Ethan was going to do.

"Snapped."

With a flick of his finger, the cigarette butt flew out like lightning.

It hit the wall hard, sending up a cloud of sparks.

After struggling through a few minutes of dead silence, the other party finally finished smoking a cigarette, and Jesse Kong breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief.

Silence can sometimes be a very powerful force.

"Don't even think about the phone call."

Looking at the cold sweat on the other party's forehead, Ethan smiled slightly: "Don't expect anything from a lawyer, I'll help you save some lawyer fees."

Seeing that he wanted to speak, he waved his hand to interrupt:

"You were captured by eight of your men, lost a lot of gunfire, and lost $[-]. If I said that Dennis Lee is now your enemy, you wouldn't think there is a problem, right?"

"uh-huh."

Jesse Kong nodded and said in a deep voice: "Yes, he is my enemy now."

"OK."

Ethan shrugged and said with satisfaction: "Although we are not friends, we do have a common enemy. I will withdraw all charges against you and let you go later."

Jesse Kong's eyes lit up and he pretended to be calm again:

"What are the conditions?"

There is no free lunch in the world, especially if the person doing the deal is still a sliver.

The other party must have requirements, and he understands this very well.

"It's very simple." Ethan took out his business card and handed it to this guy: "mobilize all your men to find Dennis Lee. After you find him, you call me in advance."

The business card shines with a layer of white light, making it look particularly attractive.

At least that's how Jesse Kong sees it.

"so."

He raised his eyebrows and sneered: "I'm a police informant, right?"

"As you wish."

Ethan shrugged and said casually: "You think it's okay if it's my Bichi. Do you accept it?"

next moment.

Two fingers stretched out and pinched the business card gently.

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