My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 124 Quick Response

Stopping the car in the parking lot of the police station, Ethan glanced back at Cheton.

He was honest along the way and didn't make any fuss.

Of course, this also has something to do with Emmett sitting next to him and the Taser gun in his hand.

"White boy, what are you looking at me for?"

Cheton looked at him expressionlessly, reached out his hand to smear a little blood on the unhealed wound in front of him, and then put his finger in his mouth to lick it.

Ethan unbuckled his seat belt, frowned and said:

"Stop doing this again. It's unhygienic, not vicious at all, and looks stupid."

The movements of Cheton's hands stopped, his face with several scars blushed, he stared at Ethan, and said angrily:

"I remember you, white boy."

"Just don't fall in love with me."

Ethan replied casually, then got out of the car and opened the rear door, and said to Cheton who seemed to be able to spew fire from his eyes:

"Move your ass quickly and get off my car."

Cheton bit his cheek and moved out of the car. He stood tall and tall, taller than Ethan.

Knife scars and oval gunshot scars are everywhere on his upper body covered in Indian tattoos.

Several pedestrians passing by saw Cheton's appearance, as if encountering a fierce beast, they hastily stepped up and left.

On the other side, Brock also got out of the car while pressing Chelton's younger brother Tommy Littlestone.

Tommy Littlestone was not actually small in stature, but compared with his brother, he looked like a child.

After Emmet got out of the car, the two walked into the police station twisting Chelton's arm.

Ethan didn't notice that on the bench opposite the police station, a young man in a denim jacket with messy blond hair was staring at Hood.

This young man kept shaking his legs and sucking heavily on the cigarette in his hand.

After hesitating for a moment, he dropped the cigarette butt, stomped it out, picked up the army green suitcase at his feet, and walked across the road to the police station.

Ethan greeted Alma, and then pushed Cheton into the temporary detention room next to the desk.

At this time, there were a few more Amish people who came to provide clues in the police station. Hood called Siobhan and Emmett to take notes, and then winked at Ethan.

Ethan nodded, and Brock escorted Tommy Ritterstone into the sheriff's office.

"You and Brock are here to ask him, hurry up, I'll ask Cheton."

After Hood whispered a few words to him, he walked out of the office.

Ethan locked the door, pushed Tommy onto the desk chair, and then sat on the desk with Brock, looking down at him and creating psychological pressure on him.

Tommy panicked when he was seen, and said quickly, "What do you want to do?"

Ethan took the deer hunting knife he had just seized from Cheton, and was slowly cutting his nails. The sharp blade shone brightly, and Tommy's legs trembled.

"I didn't kill Lana." He said with flustered eyes.

"Where were you last night?" Ethan stopped and looked at him.

Tommy poked his neck and said, "I was drinking with some friends last night. You can bring my friends over, and they can testify for me."

Brock crossed his arms and said, "According to what we have, you once sent threatening emails to Lana."

"So what, I sent her a few emails, which doesn't mean I killed her."

Tommy waved his handcuffed hands excitedly "Why don't you go find that Amish bastard."

At this time, Ethan saw Gordon and a black woman with a slim figure in a standard suit hurried in through the blinds.

Ethan put down the knife, exchanged glances with Brock, and stepped up the interrogation.

A moment later, the glass door of the sheriff's office was banged.

The chief of the Chino tribe, Alex Langside, also came to the police station at some point, and he looked inside with an angry expression.

"Quickly open the damn door."

Alex's angry voice could be heard through the door, so Ethan stood up and walked over.

"Shet, what do you think you are doing, Tommy Littlestone is only 17 years old, you are interrogating minors without asking, let alone you have no right to arrest him at all."

As soon as he opened the door, he heard Alex yelling at Hood next to him.

After finishing speaking, he shouted impatiently into the office: "Tommy, you don't need to tell them anything, this funny interrogation will end immediately."

"Come on, come back with me."

Unexpectedly, they reacted so quickly, Brock touched the corner of his mouth, and then opened the handcuffs.

Alex pulled Tommy out, and the black woman with a good figure that she saw just now followed quickly, and she was constantly explaining something to Alex.

"Who is this?" Ethan asked curiously.

"Alison Medding, the new acting district attorney, she was Gordon's former assistant, and now Gordon is the acting mayor, so he helped her up."

After Hood sighed, he continued to ask:

"How's the inquiry with Tommy going?"

Brock said: "The time is too short, there is no useful news, and based on his reaction, it should not be him."

At this time, the new acting district attorney, Alison Medining, stepped on high heels and walked over with a domineering aura. She said with a displeased face:

"You have no right to trespass on Chino Tribe territory and treat them roughly, and if the investigation of this case is affected by this illegal arrest, Sheriff Hood, that responsibility is yours."

Hood looked at Gordon who was standing not far away, and then pushed back unceremoniously.

"If you want to trouble me, it's up to you, but while you are giving orders in the office, it's me and my people outside trying to find the murderer."

Alison Medin looked at Hood with a bruise on his forehead, and Brock, who was already standing beside him with a swollen mouth, and closed his mouth. The scene was silent.

At this moment, Ethan looked at Cheton, who was sitting in the detention room, and broke the deadlock.

"Didn't Alex take Chelton away?"

Alison paced back and forth, her high-heeled shoes rattling on the ground, and she said:
"Cheton Littlestone has two arrest warrants in Jefferson County next door. Alex also welcomes us to capture him. You will transfer him to the Jefferson Police Department tomorrow."

"Alex just promised me what happened today, and he won't pursue it any further. Please pay attention to the procedure when you do things later."

After Alison finished speaking, she glared at Hood, then left the police station with Gordon on slender legs.

"How should I put it, this is the best result." Brock lifted his belt and returned to his seat to sit down.

Siobhan and Emmett, who were standing beside them, also breathed a sigh of relief and continued with their work.

After all, this arrest operation was completely illegal. If Alex wanted to make trouble for them, no one could escape, and the responsibility was only small.

(End of this chapter)