My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Mayor's office.

Seeing this guy's confident look, Nora rubbed her temples: "I'm not doubting your idea, but do you think those people will really think about those plots of land?"

"Besides, the people from the Brotherhood probably don't have the strength to take over those plots of land, right?"

It was just a simple exchange before.

To be honest, the female chief didn't know very clearly how to operate and plan the plan. This was why she came here now. She needed to know what the other party thought.

"Do you think anyone in the world would pass up a ready opportunity to make a fortune?"

Ethan threw the lighter aside and shrugged: "I don't think so. After those people know the common ground of my investigation of that list, they will definitely think that I got the inside information that Kino Moon is going to be developed externally. "

"Whether it's to win over me or find a way to make a fortune from it."

He chuckled and swayed on his toes: "These white supremacists will definitely get the land in advance. It doesn't matter if Watts doesn't have money, as long as the senator behind him does."

"You should be well aware of the allure of casino shares, and those guys can't stand it."

If we say that the owners of those plots are a group of hungry wolves.

Then the Aryan Brotherhood, backed by senators, is a tiger.

To put it bluntly, his plan is to let the tiger see the opportunity to make a fortune, then the beast will find a way to eat the meat in advance, and no matter how they deal with it afterwards, they will not lose money. It is very tempting.

Those hungry wolves are very troublesome to deal with on your own.

But white supremacy is different.

After all, with different identities, some things are inconvenient to do.

Ethan also thought of Proctor's previous methods of expropriating land, and then made this plan. People from the Aryan Brotherhood can use money, violence, kidnapping threats and other methods to operate.

In order to achieve the effect of low-price acquisition.

These means cannot be used by oneself.

And his plan was to drive the tiger away from the wolf. After the Aryan Brotherhood drove away the wolves, he would then attack the tiger himself.

Dealing with just one enemy seemed much easier to him.

At least there's less of a messy relationship to deal with.

"I actually have a question." After hearing what he said, Nora scratched her cheek with her fingertips: "If the Aryan Brotherhood can get rid of all those people, wouldn't it prove that their power is more powerful?"

"Wouldn't the price you have to pay to deal with them be greater?"

"NO!"

Ethan shook his head, smiled evilly and made a shooting gesture:

"The Aryan Brotherhood is my enemy. I never pay for anything I take from my enemy. The price I have to pay is just to pull the trigger. That is a very easy thing for me."

The stone breaks the scissors, and the scissors break the paper.

One thing brings down another thing.

Speculators are troublesome to deal with on their own, but easy for white supremacists.

It's nothing more than white and black together.

And these feared gang members have a lot of means to deal with them.

What he did was simply change his mind.

The situation can be easily broken by changing the enemies to be dealt with. Those speculators are just business investments to put it bluntly. I feel a little embarrassed to deal with those guys personally.

Can be replaced by white supremacy.

Everything is taken for granted, and I will not be polite to any means.

"What you have to do is simple."

Ethan said happily: "Just pretend and wait for things to ferment!"

In the final analysis, it is still a game of robbery and robbery, where the big fish eats the small fish. Those speculators who come to the card table must be prepared to be kicked out, and if the senator cannot help but be greedy and join the gambling game. Then he must be prepared to be swallowed by himself even to the bone.

By then, I can even save money on purchasing land, and everything will be ready-made.

Thinking of this, the smile on his face grew stronger.

Banshee Police Department.

After returning from the lake, Cruz asked a new person to patrol for her, while she stayed in the station and focused on investigating the list Ethan gave her.

After working for two hours, I looked at the information that was initially sorted out in my hands.

The policewoman was confused.

These people are not related in any way, some are from this town and some from nearby.

There are even more guys who are rich in New York.

She couldn't tell what these people had in common. She frowned slightly while comparing the names of these people one by one, and continued to try to find a point to connect these people.

There is definitely something wrong with this.

Morgan would not investigate the backgrounds of these people for no reason. He definitely wanted to do something, but he hadn't noticed it yet.

Taking a sip of coffee to cheer her up, she frowned and looked at the computer screen.

The simplest thing in common is that these guys on the list are all wealthy people, and he may be able to start with their assets. Cruz's eyes lit up and his fingers quickly tapped the keyboard.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The day's duty was over, and everyone else had left the police station. She was still chewing on her sandwich and studying it.

A woman's innate curiosity gave her extremely strong energy. One was the police database and the other was the Internet, and she tirelessly compared the various conditions of those on the list.

"boom!"

It was around nine o'clock in the evening, and my palms fell down, slapping heavily on the table.

"Cruz?"

The police officer on duty in front quickly turned around.

The sleepy prisoners in the detention warehouse were also frightened and stood up quickly, wondering what happened.

"Feel sorry."

The policewoman suppressed her excitement and waved to her new colleagues expressionlessly: "These monopolies are so abominable, they can do anything."

"Go on and don't worry about me."

The new police officer sitting in front of her shrugged and continued to yawn while reading the gossip.

The night shift in a small town police station is like this. As long as you don't watch videos and play games openly, no one will care about ordinary fishing behaviors. Not everyone can do it by sitting idle all night.

After dealing with his colleague, Cruz looked at the screen with bright eyes.

After confirming that she had read it correctly, she excitedly saved the information into a USB flash drive, sat there blankly for a few minutes, then took out her spare mobile phone and sent a message to Watts.

After packing her things, the policewoman swung her long legs and quickly left the police station.

A few minutes later.

At an intersection that she must pass on her way home, she lowered her speed and the pickup truck near the roadside slowly stopped.

"Officer Cruz."

The tall man leaned against the pickup truck, shrugged slightly and said, "I wonder why you came to me all of a sudden?"

"Mr. Watts." Cruz tapped his fingers on the steering wheel with a bright smile: "I have good news here, very, very good news. I wonder if you are interested in knowing it?"

"Oh?"

Watts' expression became much more serious: "I wonder how much this good news is worth?" (End of Chapter)