My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 131 Rescue and Escort

Hearing Ethan's words, the Amish people surrounding him suddenly started talking.

Many people showed unbelievable expressions. Jonah usually has a very good reputation in the ethnic group.

He has been conscientiously working in Amish schools for 20 years. After his wife passed away, he has never remarried. He has always been a model figure who abides by family rules.

Several people even couldn't accept that Jonah would do such a thing, and wanted to rush into the house.

Ethan hurriedly stood in front of the porch and stopped these emotional people.

Inside, Proctor was allowed to do something just now, and the scene would not be too good.

After being stopped by Ethan, under the leadership of Bowman, they all walked towards the silo of Jonah's house.

Looking at the crowd walking to the side, Ethan breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Proctor, "You didn't kill him, did you?"

"No."

Proctor took out a handkerchief from his pocket, opened it with a smile and handed it to Ethan. There were seven or eight blood-stained teeth on it.

"But I think you need to call an ambulance for him."

After a while, the Amish around the silo started making noise, and a boy with blood on his face could be seen from a distance, being supported by Bowman and walking over.

Rebecca followed behind in despair, and the joy of finding her younger brother weakened a lot at this time. The family's ignorance made her extremely disappointed, as if everything in front of her had nothing to do with her.

At this moment, Solomon Bowman stopped, let go of his father's hand and turned around.

Seeing Rebecca's lost look, his eyes were red, he staggered back a few steps, and hugged Rebecca tightly.

Back at the police station, both Siobhan and Emmett knew that the murderer had been successfully arrested, and the tense atmosphere in the police station was swept away.

Ethan escorted Jonah, who had already had his wounds treated briefly, to the empty temporary detention room, and pushed him in.

"Is this the bastard who killed my Chino girl?"

Cheton turned up from the bed and looked at Jonah whose beard was stained red with blood, his eyes flashed with a dangerous light.

Jonah didn't speak, and silently walked to the simple bed and sat down.

Ethan closed the iron door without responding to Ritchieton.

Acting District Attorney Alison Medding hurried over at this time, she saw the man in the cage, she nodded with satisfaction, then turned to Ethan and asked:

"What happened to his injuries?"

"Resisting arrest."

Ethan replied to her simply and clearly.

Alison crossed her arms, knowing that they must have done something.

However, she had just become an acting district attorney, and she needed to solve the case quickly, and she didn't think it was a problem at all to use tricks on the person who killed the little girl.

Alison took a deep breath and said with a smile on the corner of her mouth:
"Good job."

"Thank you."

Ethan's eyes couldn't help being attracted by Alison, who was not big but very round, her black skin was also very shiny, and the blue lace outlined complex patterns.

Coughing sounded, he raised his head, and Alison stared blankly.

Ethan quickly and kindly reminded her, "Your collar has some coffee stains on it."

While Alison was checking the stains in a hurry, Ethan walked back to his seat without haste.

In the afternoon, when Ethan was lying on the table writing a report, Hood came over and knocked on the table, "We have a more important matter in the afternoon, which is to transfer the big guy Chetton to Jefferson County."

"Siobhan, Emmett, you two are going to escort, is there any problem?"

"I have an opinion."

Ethan bit his pen and leaned back, raising his hand as a signal.

Hood froze for a moment, then sat down on the desk, "What's your question?"

Ethan replied: "Let me go with Siobhan, Emmett is hurt."

"I'll go. It's just a minor injury. I've been resting at the police station for most of the day." Emmett quickly stood up.

Ethan knocked on the table "Emmet, I insist."

"Okay, then Ethan and Siobhan will go alone." Hood made a final decision, and Emmett sat down helplessly.

When Emmett was about to transfer the documents, Emmett called Ethan to the equipment room.

Looking at the shackles on his hands, Ethan scratched his hair.

"is it necessary?"

"Others don't need it, but Chelton is very necessary. It's not like you haven't seen his ability before."

Ethan had no choice but to take the shackles and came to the temporary detention room with Emmett. Siobhan pointed a Taser gun at Cheton inside as if he was facing a big enemy.

After Emmett took out the key and opened the iron cage door, the two of them went in together and put on shackles.

I thought Cheton would struggle a bit, but unexpectedly he was very cooperative.

Pushing Cheton into the back seat of the police car, Ethan closed the door and reached out to take the paper from Brock.

Brock lifted his belt and said:
"This is his transfer document. It takes about two hours to drive from our place to Jefferson County. I have already notified the police station there, and their people will meet you at the border."

"Okay, I see." Ethan and Brock clenched their fists, "Are you feeling better?"

After being knocked out, Brock couldn't help being a little embarrassed. He rubbed his nose and said:

"I'm fine. He's a big guy. Be careful on the road and stay vigilant."

Ethan nodded and patted the gun on his waist.

"Understood, I will be careful."

After departing from Banshee Town, the police car had been driving on the road for an hour, and Cheton sat quietly and motionless along the way.

Looking at the farms flashing by from time to time outside the window, and the herd of cattle at dusk, Ethan was attracted by the sight in front of him, he lowered the window and lit a cigarette.

"It will be dark when we reach the border of Jefferson County." Ethan glanced at his watch.

"Tiaozi, are you in a hurry?"

Cheton opened his eyes, and a dull voice sounded.

Ethan shook off the ashes, "I was a little anxious to send you to the prison. After all, does the prison feel like home to you?"

Cheton sneered and closed his eyes.

Ethan saw that Cheton stopped talking and ignored him. After smoking, Ethan flicked the cigarette butt casually.

The cigarette butt fell to the ground, splashing a cloud of sparks.

It rolled a few times and stopped in the middle of the road.

After 1 minute, the wheels roared past, squashing the cigarette butt directly.

Not long after, Siobhan glanced at the rearview mirror and felt that something was wrong. She quickly reminded Ethan:

"Look at the back, will there be any problems?"

Ethan put down the water bottle and looked in the rearview mirror. Behind the police car, two cars were approaching them at high speed.

It can be seen that the people in the car are putting face towels on their faces.

Ethan's face changed drastically, he turned his head and shouted.

"accelerate."

Hearing this, Siobhan stepped on the accelerator heavily.

"Hahaha"

Chelton, who was sitting in the back row, grinned loudly at this moment, and then suddenly lay down, covering his head with his hands.

Before the speed of the police car was raised, the car behind was already approaching. Among the high-speed vehicles, several masked men leaned out of the car windows against the strong wind.

The next moment, the long and short guns in their hands aimed at the tires of the police car and fired wildly.

"bang bang bang"

A barrage of gunfire rang out.

"bang"

There was a bang and the tire burst.

Siobhan couldn't react in time, and the steering wheel swung instantly. Ethan watched helplessly as the police car crashed into the nearby pier.

(End of this chapter)