My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

After saying that, Watts looked at Cruz sitting in the car playfully.

Although we were all old acquaintances once, we are now in the same group.

But it’s more of a partnership.

In order to facilitate the development of the sacred cause, the senior management transferred Cruz from the New York Police Department back to Banshee Town, and asked her to work as an undercover agent in the town police station to provide various assistance to the Aryan Brotherhood.

At first, Watts thought it was free.

But he soon realized that he was overthinking it. Although they were all acquaintances, Cruz didn't mean anything when he opened his mouth.

Small things may be told to oneself casually.

However, when it comes to some important information, the other party will always offer a corresponding price.

Although there is some unswerving heart.

But this guy could really help him a lot and help the Brotherhood avoid a lot of losses, so he gradually got used to this method of cooperation.

"One hundred thousand."

Under the surprised expression of the other party, Cruz held the steering wheel and emphasized again: "You heard me right, it's a hundred thousand dollars. Believe me, it's definitely worth the price. Prepare the money tonight."

"I'll tell you why tomorrow."

There were some things that needed to be sorted out at home. Without any explanation, she waved her hand and stepped on the accelerator, and the patrol car quickly disappeared.

"Bichi."

After being stunned for a while, Watts cursed.

Can be scolded.

Watts still looked excited. He knew that since the other party dared to offer this price, he definitely had some very important clues in his hand, and the Aryan Brotherhood could still get it for 100,000 yuan.

As long as it's useful, I'm not afraid of spending more money.

"Pooh."

After spitting to the side, he opened the car door and left quickly.

Early the next morning, Watts drove to a secluded place on the outskirts of town.

He can't wait to know what Cruz has discovered. Now that all his men have dispersed outside, the market of Banshee Town has been lost, and his income has dropped again.

During this time, there was no good news.

He urgently needs to find a way to break the current deadlock, otherwise he will be held accountable by senior officials sooner or later.

That was unacceptable to him.

After waiting for a few minutes, Cruz finally appeared at the end of the road in a police car. He raised a puff of smoke and stopped sharply next to his pickup truck.

"Mr. Watts."

The policewoman raised her plump lips and took off her sunglasses: "I hope you have prepared what I want."

"One hundred thousand dollars."

Watts pulled out a bulging travel bag from the back of the pickup truck and weighed it expressionlessly: "As you wish, it's all small bills just like before. Where are my things?"

At the signal from the other party's eyes, he threw the travel bag into the passenger seat.

I'm not afraid of this woman taking the money and running away.

If she still wants to live.

"Relax."

Cruz reached into his chest and pulled out a folded A4 paper from it with satisfaction: "It's a very good deal to buy this news for yuan. In fact, I have considered that everyone is my own person."

"This price is definitely worth less than you want!"

Taking the paper that was still warm, Watts opened it doubtfully.

On the top are various colorful irregular squares, and on the bottom is a personal name corresponding to those colors.

Nothing else. Licking his lips, he set his sights on the policewoman.

This point of determination is still there. The other party needs to give a reasonable explanation for this. A piece of paper is not worth one hundred thousand dollars.

"Morgan found me yesterday."

Cruz opened the zipper of the bag and saw the dense banknotes inside. She nodded with satisfaction: "He asked me to investigate all the information on the list in your hand, and not to let anyone know."

"In fact, I spent last night checking up on these people."

“It finally made me realize something was wrong.”

After closing the zipper again, the policewoman patted the travel bag and said disdainfully: "Your intuition is right. Everything these politicians do is for profit."

"The people up there are all the owners of the land next to Chino Moon Casino."

"That's the only thing they have in common."

Noticing that Watts was still confused, for the sake of the one hundred thousand dollars, Cruz patiently explained: "You are not unclear about the relationship between Ethan Morgan and Nora Langcid, are you?"

"His inaugural dinner was held at the Chino Moon Casino."

"And that guy often appears in casinos. This is what many people have seen. Doesn't it make you think of something?"

"What do you mean?" Watts scratched his head, still a little confused.

"damn it."

Cruz said angrily: "Kino Moon seems to be expanding, and our mayor has a close relationship with Chief Rancid. Maybe the two of them can reach a cooperation in private!"

"Otherwise he wouldn't have asked me to hide everyone and investigate the land information."

She raised her eyebrows and said meaningfully: "That guy probably wants to use some means to seize all those plots before everyone reacts."

"All right!"

Watts spread his hands and asked in confusion: "What does this have to do with me?"

In fact, he can't be blamed for his reaction. The main reason is that the Aryan Brotherhood and the aborigines have always been tit-for-tat, and he has never thought about any cooperation with the other party.

So he pays little attention to casinos.

I just occasionally heard my subordinates complaining that those damn aboriginals were just robbing them legally, and they were planning when to steal the opponent's vote.

"Morgan is your match."

Cruz's eyes twitched and he sighed softly: "He wants to take over those lands, so if you buy them first before the other party takes action, will you have a bargaining chip?"

"The worst outcome is that it can be resold to the indigenous people at a high price."

Shaking her head and smiling, she looked at the leader of the white supremacist group in Banshee Town and sneered: "Mr. Watts, as for how to acquire those lands, you don't need me to teach you, right?"

"Believe me, the benefits involved cannot be calculated in millions."

At this point, the policewoman's breathing became heavy.

But she quickly controlled her emotions. The people on the list were not so easy to provoke. Without a certain amount of power and financial resources, they couldn't do anything at all.

It is her consistent principle to only take her own share.

People who are too greedy will not end well.

These words successfully made Watts' eyes light up. Robbery was his specialty, extortion was his specialty, and violent seizure of business was his innate talent.

He instantly realized the wealth opportunities contained within.

Under profitable circumstances, not to mention the aborigines, even Nico is not unable to make deals. Everything is for the great and sacred Aryan Brotherhood.

"Officer Cruz."

Watts folded the list in half as if it were a treasure and showed a satisfied smile to the policewoman: "You are right, this news is indeed worth one hundred thousand dollars."

“Thank you so much for your service to the fraternity.”

The two people's palms were tightly clasped together, and both parties expressed great satisfaction. (End of chapter)