My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

When talking about beauty, his eyes looked back and forth on Irene unscrupulously.

"This female police officer."

Yates bit his lip and asked with a smile: "I don't know your name yet. Since I am cooperating with the police investigation as a good citizen, it is not too much to want to know your name, right?"

"of course not."

Erin resisted the discomfort and replied with a smile: "You can call me Detective Lindsay."

"Mr. Yates, have you been to Chicago Hospital?"

"of course."

Yates gave the answer simply: "The lunch there is good. As an industry insider, we need to have necessary exchanges."

Behind the one-way glass, a group of people frowned.

"This guy is very difficult to deal with."

Antonio pinched his earrings and said silently: "He knows what he is doing and why we came to him."

"Without evidence, there's nothing we can do against him."

"Everything is just doubt now."

"Ah."

The others nodded slightly, agreeing with his point of view.

"Boss."

Nadia appeared in the doorway and called softly, "Here comes Miss Reagan."

Hearing this, Ethan jumped off the table.

The little girl yesterday appeared at the door and looked inside with some anxiety.

"Hi."

Ethan stretched out his hand and shook the other person's hand: "Excuse me, these are my colleagues, don't be nervous."

"The glass is one-way, so you can't be seen from the other side."

"Help take a look and see if the man inside is the guy you saw before."

"no problem."

Reagan forced a smile at the others, held her handbag and came to the one-way glass. She took a deep breath and looked inside.

After a long time, he slowly shook his head.

"Feel sorry."

The little girl looked at Ethan and Antonio apologetically: "It might be him, but I can't confirm it."

Sighs sounded one after another.

Ethan glared at Atwater next to him. Others took time to help identify people. Even if they gained nothing, there was no need to show it.

"do not do that."

Ethan said with relief: "You have already helped us a lot."

"Now there has been a huge breakthrough."

After speaking, he winked at Nadia, who nodded and took Reagan out of the observation room.

In fact, I called Reagan here just for verification.

Even if she could recognize him, it wouldn't prove that Yates was the murderer of the serial murders and arson attacks. After all, Reagan reacted very quickly that night, and even if the other party wanted to do something, he wouldn't have the chance.

The interrogation on the opposite side is still continuing.

Even if the other party is the murderer, it is impossible to admit anything.

They called the person back just to confirm whether the other person was the murderer, so that the next work could be targeted.

While Erin distracts Yates.

Olivia quietly pulled out a few photos from under the case file and placed them on the table in front of him.

The one in front is none other than Victoria.

Behind them are several victims in New York.

Subconsciously, out of instinctive curiosity, Yates looked at the person in the photo. Olivia stared at the details of this guy's face, not wanting to miss anything.

When he saw Victoria, there was a twitch in the corner of Yates's mouth.

He realized something and immediately frowned. He picked up these photos and looked at the middle-aged female police officer:

"Feel sorry."

Shrugging, he tilted his head and asked, "Do these people have anything to do with the traffic accident involving my car?"

"Yeah!" Irene snorted coldly and stepped forward: "Yes, think about it, have you ever seen these people."

She held the table with one hand and grabbed the back of the chair with the other hand.

He pressed his body towards each other, breaking the normal social distance between him and Yates. The latter's breathing suddenly became messy, goosebumps appeared on his clean arms, and there was no excitement in his eyes.

Instead, the anger disappeared in a flash.

"never seen it."

Yates threw the photo in his hand on the table: "If I guess correctly, this has nothing to do with a hit and run."

"I remembered."

With a cold face, he said to Olivia sitting next to him: "Please help me recall whether I have the most basic rights of an American citizen. Now I ask to leave here."

"If you still want to know anything, come to me next time with the court summons documents."

"My personal attorney will also be present at that time."

"of course."

Olivia put the photo away and smiled faintly: "Mr. Yates, you misunderstood. This is indeed about escape. I believe that some people will not be able to escape the punishment they deserve even if they get into a mouse hole."

"Thank you very much for your cooperation. I will let you go later."

"NO."

Yates grabbed his coat and put it on slowly: "I'm leaving now. Of course you can stop me. My lawyer should be very happy to see this happen."

This time, he came in the name of assisting in the investigation.

There was no clue, and Yates knew that the police had no reason to leave him behind.

Now that the note has taken out the photo.

He has no interest in continuing to sit here and let others study him slowly.

"OK."

Erin took two steps back: "Thank you for your cooperation."

"It's ok."

Yates stood up, looked down at Eileen, his eyes flickered and said:

"Glad I could help."

When the three people walked out of the interrogation room, the people from the intelligence team had returned to their respective positions.

Go through the corridor and come to the main room.

When he met Nadia who was holding a piece of information, Yates stared at the assistant expressionlessly, walked forward slowly, and glanced back and forth at the other person with strange eyes.

Nadia couldn't help but take a step back.

It felt like I was shrouded in shadow, and my whole body felt cold.

"Hi~"

Arriving next to Nadia, Yates raised his cheek muscles and said hello casually.

Without waiting for any response from the other party, he turned and went downstairs.

"Whoo~~~"

Nadia let out a heavy breath and quickly returned to her seat. The uneasy feeling in her heart subsided a lot. She had seen many villains brought by the intelligence team for interrogation.

But this is the first time I feel like this.

Just now, it was like encountering a poisonous snake spitting out a message.

She quickly rubbed her arms to let the goose bumps subside.

"OK!"

Olivia sent the person downstairs and quickly returned upstairs to look at everyone: "This is the guy. Even though he concealed himself very well, he still couldn't escape my eyes. He is definitely a serial murderer."

Emergency meeting will be held immediately.

"Yes."

Eileen licked her lips and said nervously: "I don't know if you have noticed that all the hair that easily falls off his body and arms has been shaved off."

"In doing so, the emergence of DNA evidence can be minimized."

"Where's Horsted?"

Ethan crossed his arms and looked around.

There was one person missing in the main room. (End of chapter)