My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

The phone was hung up hastily.

After playing with it twice, he sent a text message.

Then he shut down the computer and grabbed his coat.

When they came outside, the female assistant was chewing beef jerky one bite at a time, reading the gossip news on the computer with gusto.

"If you have nothing to do, go back and rest early."

Ethan snatched the beef jerky from her hand, threw it into his mouth and chewed, "Have fun on the weekend, and by the way, buy some gifts for the kids."

Two Franklins floated to the table, successfully making the OL young woman smile.

"You're a bribe."

The female assistant smiled and grabbed the two hundred yuan, while not forgetting to make a joke.

"When have you ever seen a boss bribe his subordinates?" Ethan threw his jacket over his body and strode down the stairs.

Halfway through the Dodge Challenger's journey, the phone finally rang.

"Feel sorry."

Cruz's voice echoed inside the car: "I was busy just now. This is an opportunity I finally found. Tell me, what can I do?"

"Isn't this what I should be asking you?"

Ethan held the steering wheel with one hand, stepped on the accelerator, and quickly passed the car in front.

"Please, I will contact you if there are any special circumstances." Cruz's voice was a little dissatisfied, and his voice was raised a few degrees: "You don't know how much trouble the events of the past few days have caused HR."

"They were robbed of another batch last night, and I'm still busy now."

The person on the other side lowered his voice again, and then the sound of closing the car door sounded: "The only valuable information is that someone went to Banshee Town. I remember telling you."

This is somewhat interesting.

They spoke very smoothly. This small detail can tell that the other party does not regard themselves as a member of HR in terms of mentality.

"so."

Ethan smiled bitterly and asked with confusion: "The HR organization was robbed of a batch of goods. Do you think this is not special?"

A clue emerged.

The fact that the other party appears on the death list should be inseparable from this.

"Uh~"

Cruz was stunned for a while and said quickly: "Please, this matter has nothing to do with Banshee Town or the people behind Simmons. I can't tell you everything that happened in HR, can I?"

This makes sense.

If you do that, you will be annoyed if the other person doesn't bother you.

"Okay, you're right about that." Ethan knocked on the steering wheel and continued to ask: "But you can tell me about the robbery now. I'm curious about what happened."

After the other party narrated it, the situation of the matter was quickly understood.

Ethan hit the accelerator and drove quickly towards New York.

library.

It’s different from sneaking around last time.

This time Ethan walked in from the back door swaggeringly, glanced at the hidden camera in the corner, and he laughed secretly in his heart.

Went to the second floor and knocked on the wall.

Then Shi Shiran walked into this place with a hint of mystery.

"Mayor Morgan, welcome."

Harold limped forward and stretched out his hand happily: "I have to admit, compared with last time, I am full of joy now. Thank you very much for coming to New York to help."

"It should."

After shaking hands with the other party, he looked to the side.

Reese, who was standing nearby, also came over, smiled and stretched out his arm.

Xiao ran away somewhere and was not in the library office. After the three of them greeted each other, Ethan moved to the whiteboard and looked at the densely packed photos on it. "Thirty-nine in total."

Harold limped over with a serious expression on his face: "It has been confirmed that six people above are HR members. From this, we can boldly infer that the law enforcement officers above are all corrupt police officers."

"I can't be sure that all the people in the HR organization are here, but they should account for most of them."

"If it's not that they are planning a criminal operation together." Reese took over Harold's words and continued to introduce: "It's that they are being targeted by some organization and someone wants to besiege HR."

"Either way, New York City is going to get chaotic very quickly."

"Thirty-eight."

Ethan added, picking up the pen from the whiteboard and drawing a circle on Cruz's photo: "This policewoman is my informant."

"Be careful when you meet her."

Until there is no evidence that the other party is acting erratically, the tough policewoman is one of our own, and the necessary personal safety protection must be provided to the other party, and her knees cannot be destroyed by Reese's inexplicable shot.

This sentence made the other two people look surprised.

They didn't expect that Ethan had planted an informant in HR.

"Mayor Morgan."

Harold quickly asked: "Is there anything we don't know?"

"I don't know what clues you have so far." Ethan chuckled and complained, and the old otaku adjusted his glasses awkwardly.

"Is such that."

He recalled what Cruz said just now and shared the information: "This is related to what happened a few days ago. The Aryan Brotherhood factory burned me and Xiao, and you all know it."

"It wasn't just the factory that was burned down, it was also a lot of pills."

"Those goods were intended to be delivered to sole traders, but were burned. A batch of goods that HR hurriedly purchased from elsewhere were also robbed early this morning."

"There are two possibilities."

Ethan raised a finger and expressed his inference: "First, the people who robbed the truck wanted to attack HR."

"second."

He glanced at Harold and Reese, nodded and said: "The goods were unable to be delivered twice in a row. The sole seller who may have purchased the pills thought that HR wanted to take advantage of others, so he launched a retaliatory action."

Some words made the other two people become excited.

At least things are making some progress.

"I've asked my friends from the police station to help with the investigation." Harold quickly took out his cell phone and dialed quickly. : "Ask him to look for any anomalies that have occurred in New York within twenty-four hours."

"This information of yours can help us quickly shorten the search scope."

"Again, great to have you here."

The information just said was so important that Harold's face flushed with excitement.

"Coffee or beer?"

Reese spread his hands and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Beer, thanks."

Ethan sat down on the sofa nearby and said with a puzzled face: "Please forgive me for being more direct. Personally, the more these guys die, the better. Are you addicted to saving people?"

He shrugged his shoulders as he took the offered beer.

"Someone deserves to die."

Reese took a sip of beer, shook his head and said, "Then some people should not die. As the conflict expands, it is easy to cause accidental injuries. What about those innocent people?"

"Uh."

Unexpectedly, Ethan picked up the beer bottle.

"Everyone."

Just after taking two sips of beer, Harold put down his cell phone and limped toward the computer desk: "Detective Fusco's department happened to be handling a truck robbery, which happened in the early hours of last night. He is now monitoring the scene. Send the video."

The two people sitting on the sofa looked at each other and jumped up almost at the same time. (End of chapter)