My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 213 Dispute

Jia Bo helped Carly escape from the insurance company, and finally heaved a sigh of relief after returning to the car.

Carly took off her hood and coughed twice in pain.

In order to deal with the possible attack of the rabbit, she has actually been conducting fighting training in secret for the past few years.

But unexpectedly, in just a split second, Ethan lifted her up like a doll, unable to fight back.

When she was thrown heavily to the ground, she felt as if her internal organs were shaking, and she couldn't speak.

Looking at the hem of the boot that was close to Chi Chi, her heart was clenched. If Jaber hadn't called out in time, Carly suspected that she would be kicked to death.

"Fakeyu, Fakemi."

Jaber slapped the steering wheel heavily, and angrily started the car: "I told you it was a bad idea."

"To shut up."

There was a sharp pain in Carly's back. She gritted her teeth and said, "Didn't you say that the alarm system has been disarmed?"

"Fakeyou, Bichi, don't blame me."

Jabo stepped on the gas pedal and said excitedly, "How many times have I told you, only three minutes, you idiot don't want to leave."

"You are really unfamiliar, it took so long to open a broken safe."

"Shut up and drive."

Carly hissed and said, "Ethan, the bastard put so much effort."

"Why didn't you fall to death?" Jabo slammed on the gas pedal manically: "You think about how to explain it later, I won't wrap my upper body."

After Ethan passed Jaber, he opened the fire door on the third floor.

The ear-piercing siren was still ringing, but at this moment, he let down his vigilance and pretended to search around.

Hood followed, rummaging through boxes and cabinets with the same expressionless expression.

"Did you find anything?"

From another direction, there was the sound of intensive footsteps, and several figures ran up from another staircase. Siobhan realized that it was the two of them, and lowered his gun.

"Unfortunately, those people should have run away."

Ethan replied casually, pushed open the door of the financial room, glanced inside, and found an open safe in the corner, with only some documents left in it.

Hood said with a livid face, "Protect the scene and see what clues we can find."

Brock nodded in relief. The sheriff, who had always been indifferent, finally blended in slowly. There was a theft in the jurisdiction, and the sheriff couldn't be indifferent.

Soon, people from the insurance company also rushed to the scene, but without a doubt, they didn't get any clues.

When it comes to safety, Jober is the most cautious man he's ever met.

Just now, Jia Bo was so blocked that he was taken aback, and no more evidence would be left at the scene.

Ethan accompanied the people from the insurance company to adjust the monitoring, and found that the monitored content was nothing more than a repeated video.

Hood asked Siobhan to take pictures of the crime scene, grudgingly gather some evidence, and headed home.

The next thing is very simple, check it slowly.

After a lot of tossing and going back to the police station to finish the finishing work, Hood waved his hand and everyone got off work.

Ethan and Hood tacitly agreed, and drove towards the Davis Bar one after the other.

At this time, there were still a few customers in the bar. Jabo and Carly sat far away on the bar, drinking in muffled voices.

Seeing Hood and the others walk into the bar, Candy was at a loss as to why they all ran over tonight, and the two people who came in just now didn't say a word, just buried their heads in drinking.

"Candy, give me something to drink, thank you."

Hood tapped the table and sat down wearily.

Candy dug out two glasses, poured half a glass of whiskey into each, grabbed one of the glasses and threw it aside.

The wine glass slid across the patina, Ethan grabbed it and sat down next to Jaber.

"It's the last round tonight, the old man needs to rest early."

Candy noticed Hood winking at him, picked up the cup at hand, and knocked it a few times.

There were complaints, but it was almost the usual closing time. Although the remaining drinkers were dissatisfied, they still checked out and left one after another.

Ethan took a sip of his wine, stood up and locked the bar door, and returned to his seat.

Everyone was quiet, only Candy didn't know what was going on. As smart as he was, he silently poured himself a glass of wine and drank slowly.

Jia Bo's eyes were blank, and he casually counted how many people were standing in the photo of Candy winning the championship.

Carly's long hair hung down over her face, and she couldn't see her expression as she slowly sipped a glass of Long Island iced tea through a straw.

Ethan took out his cigarette, lit it with a click, and exhaled a puff of smoke.

After taking a few sips of wine, Hood broke the suffocating silence: "I thought we were a team, when did Ethan and Candy and I get kicked out."

Candy was stunned. He glanced at Carly and Jaber with an ugly face, picked up the glass and smelled the aroma of whiskey.

After being quiet for a while, Carly raised her head and said expressionlessly:
"It's not what you think."

"What's the matter, aren't you two doing private work tonight?" Hood turned his head and looked over.

As the person who pulls the team together, he has the obligation to stand up, ask the matter clearly, and give an explanation to others.

"I need the money."

"Everybody needs money, that's why we work together."

"Not the kind of job you think, not just for the money."

"What kind of work is that?"

Hood and Carly went back and forth, tit for tat.

Carly took a few heavy breaths and looked at Candy: "I'm very sorry, my son is seriously ill and needs surgery, and there is not enough money."

The bar became quiet again, Candy nodded slowly.

Hood drank the wine and said helplessly, "If you have difficulties, you can tell us, and we will help you."

"At least before you act, can you give me a call."

Annoyed and ashamed, Carly gritted her teeth and said, "Why should you take care of what I want to do?"

Hood put down his glass heavily, with a bang.

"I don't care about other places. I can't do it in Banshee Town. If you do it like this tonight, what are you going to do if you find out that you are not me and Ethan, but other subordinates of the police station?"

"You are taking a great risk, how much can you steal, 10, 20, don't forget that you just got out of prison."

"Subordinates? Just those trash."

Carly sneered, stared at Hood and said, "Did you hear what you said? You really think of yourself as a shitty sheriff."

Ethan tapped the cigarette with his fingers, shook off the ash, and turned his head to look.

Carly noticed Ethan's unfriendly eyes, her heart was twisted, and her back was even more painful. She asked even more uncomfortably:
"Waterfa, do you have any comments?"

Ethan crushed the cigarette butt directly: "Fakeyu, I'm not your ex-boyfriend, I don't need to hear this shit, I suggest you think carefully about what you want to say before talking to me."

Carly remembered the moment when she was thrown just now, she was terrified for a moment, her mouth was pursed, and her breathing became heavy.

Candy smelled gunpowder and stood up quickly:
"Everyone calm down, there is no need for this."

Ethan stood up and shook his finger at Carly: "I can understand you doing some private work for your own son."

"But this is a team, not a place for you to throw a tantrum."

"It's okay to do something wrong. It's no big deal to apologize, but your attitude just now is simply nonsense."

He finished drinking the wine in the glass, patted Jia Bo on the shoulder, turned and walked outside.

(End of this chapter)