My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

"how do you?"

After the short, fat black female patrolman was silent for a while, she couldn't help but ask a question.

"Bah."

The tall, muscular patrolman interrupted her: "This bastard doesn't know anything. He's bluffing us."

"Please, give me some respect."

Ethan spread his hands and said helplessly: "We are all peers. If you don't believe it, you can investigate our information. This is an obvious thing and there is no need to hide it."

"There are no wanted warrants in connection with the missing patrol car."

"One police car was missing, and the only ones who arrested us were two patrolmen."

He shook his head and chuckled, and said sincerely: "All of this proves that last night was a chaotic night, and no one wanted to mention what happened."

"Maybe you just get out of the car and find a place to play and relax."

"We may be used to it, so we just drove the patrol car away. This is all a misunderstanding, what do you think?"

"What's your name."

After another long silence, the tall, muscular patrolman nodded slowly.

"Ethan Morgan."

Ethan smiled. The professional skills of these two patrolmen were really worrying, so they finally thought of checking his identity.

"Look at them."

After giving an explanation, the male patrolman quickly walked outside.

A few minutes later, he hurried back.

Facing his questioning gaze, he waved, and the short, fat female patrol officer followed him out of the interrogation room.

Seeing this, the four people inside breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, the two walked into the interrogation room again. The male patrolman walked directly in front of Ethan, put his hands on his waist helplessly and said, "Mr. Morgan, let us have a few words alone."

"no problem."

Ethan had no problem with this request at all.

Chatting is a good thing.

I'm afraid I won't have anything to talk about.

In fact, everyone is in trouble with this matter.

These two people lost the police car and could lose their jobs at any time if the situation got serious. If they drank too much and stole the police car, they would also face corresponding problems.

The handcuffs open.

The two walked out of the small room together.

"OK."

The tall, muscular patrolman found a corner and said impatiently: "Chief Morgan from the [-]st Precinct in Chicago, you are right. We are colleagues and we need to respect each other."

"What happened last night brought a lot of trouble to me and my partner. You won't deny this, right?"

"I admit."

Ethan nodded, there were some things that needed to be discussed.

"very good."

The male patrolman gritted his teeth and said with a hint of reluctance: "Then accordingly, you need to help me solve some troubles. This is not too much, right?"

"It depends."

This Ethan didn't follow him.

He is soft when he should be soft and tough when he should be tough. This has always been his character.

You can't be allowed to do the same thing even if you rob a bank.

The male patrolman didn't hide anything and soon told the story. In order to hide the theft of the patrol car and get clues, these two guys agreed to some conditions.

in exchange.

They need help getting things done.

After hearing what it was, Ethan's eyebrows jumped and he reluctantly agreed.

Following Ethan, the three of them walked forward together.

Looking at the two patrolmen strutting in front of him, Horsted asked in a low voice: "Where are we going?"

"Solve the problem."

Ethan shrugged, with a faint smile on his lips: "Be patient for a while, and in exchange, as long as we get this matter settled for them, we can easily leave this hellish place."

bear it?
  Horsted shivered all over and had some bad premonitions.

"ladies and gentlemen."

The male patrolman opened the door next to him and walked in quickly: "Did you still enjoy today's activities?"    "Yes~"

The chaotic children's voices made the steps of the people behind become messy.

"Next, how about we do something more exciting?" This is a multimedia demonstration room similar to a classroom. The male patrol officer stood in front and opened his arms to the more than [-] carrot heads sitting on the seats:

"Let's welcome three volunteers from Chicago."

"They're going to show us how the Taser subdues the suspect. Does anyone want to see that?"

"Yess!!!"

Cheers that were several times louder than before were heard.

And the sound of banging on the table.

A bunch of little kids slapped the table excitedly and cheered excitedly. Children, who doesn't like to see these scenes.

Older kids don't like it very much.

Especially the older kids who came from Chicago almost staggered to the ground.

"Taser?"

Horsted thought of something, and his whole body suddenly became excited.

"three people?"

Atwater looked at Ethan resentfully, already having a hunch who would jump out of this group.

"Please, I'm an old man." Ethan sighed helplessly, spread his hands and said: "You also know that I am not in good health and have a heart disease. How can I bear this kind of injury!"

"Boss."

Horsted gritted his teeth: "Could I also have a heart attack?"

At this time, there is no chance.

Ethan shrugged and watched the three people being pushed forward by the female patrolman. The male patrolman picked up a Taser gun for demonstration from the side and gritted his teeth and looked at the three guys.

If it weren't for these people, I wouldn't have slept all night.

But by letting them suffer on his behalf, the anger in his heart also subsided a bit.

"Everyone."

He looked at the child below and walked to Horsted: "This is to let you know that the Taser has two attack modes."

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, he raised his hand and quickly pressed it on Horsted's neck.

"Da da da."

"Boom!"

The latter was surprised and was knocked to the ground before he could react.

Yeah.

Come fast, go fast.

Seeing Horsted who was still twitching, Ethan wiped away his sweat.

"Just now it was a close-range electric shock." The male patrolman proudly loaded the gun tip and looked at the group of children below: "The other mode is close-range electric shock. Do any of you want to try the feeling of firing?"

"Shh."

Little hands were raised in an instant.

"It's just you."

The male patrolman curled his fingers at a little girl wearing a red sweatshirt.

"Shet."

Atwater and Allen were so frightened that they pushed each other and motioned for the other to go first. The kid didn't hit hard or lightly, and he didn't know where he would shoot.

"You come."

The pudgy female patrolman pushed Atwater out without caring about her skin color.

"Da da da~"

“Wuhu!!!”

Seeing Atwater being electrocuted, Allen also laughed happily, and clapped his hands excitedly along with a group of children below. Anyway, he was happy now, and it didn't matter what happened next.

"Last chance."

The male patrolman put on a gun again and looked at the group of children excitedly: "Does anyone else want to shoot?"

"It's just you, Come on!"

At his greeting, a little boy stood up.

With a round belly, a chubby face, and a golden pot lid, the face looked at Allen with a vengeful smile on his lips. (End of chapter)