My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 363
Two days later, Ethan returned to Banshee Town from Chino Moon in a Dodge Challenger.

This is also my own industry, no matter what, I still need to look at the financial statements.

As long as you don't fool yourself, no one else can fool you.

After making a turn along the boulevard, Ethan noticed the flashing police lights below the river valley.

The cars of the Banshee Town Police Department and the Chino Police Department were parked below, and a black Chevrolet SUV was parked on the gentle slope next to it.

People from the police stations in both places arrived, and Ethan realized that something serious had happened.

When she stayed at Siobhan's house yesterday, she was still anxious because she couldn't find any clues about the murderer. Could it be that another victim appeared now?

Driven by curiosity, Ethan quickly pulled over and parked the car, got out of the car and looked towards the river.

Brock and the others, as well as Amy King and the Chino Police Department, are surrounding the scene with police tape.

Phillips and the people I met outside the Starbucks that day are also below.

Beside the dry river, a humanoid object was covered with yellow plastic sheeting.

Noticing the sound of the car door closing, Siobhan looked up and shook his head at him, pale.

Ethan walked down the gentle slope to the side of the crime scene.

Brock's face is livid now, and another case like this has happened, which can already be confirmed to be a serial murder case. If he can't find the murderer for a long time, he will face questioning.

For him, this is not good news.

Most of the people on the scene were in uniform, and Ethan was particularly conspicuous here in casual clothes.

"Hey, Ethan."

Emmet stepped forward and stopped him: "You are a civilian now, and you are not suitable to walk into the cordon."

After speaking, he quickly gestured backwards.

He also whispered something about FBI in his mouth.

Just then, a loud voice came from behind:

"It's okay, let him in."

Phillips stood beside the yellow plastic bag, with one hand on his hip, beckoning to Ethan.

Divided according to jurisdiction, now he has a higher level of authority.

Originally, Emmett was worried that the FBI would be controversial, but now that he brought it up, he quickly pulled up the security belt: "Come in, see if there is anything we can help."

"That murderer is really inhuman."

Ethan greeted Amy King on the side, and walked to Phillips:
"Mr. Phillips."

"Mr. Morgan."

The two nodded to each other, Phillips turned around, and introduced the middle-aged white man standing beside him to Ethan:

"This is my friend, Hank Boyett."

Ethan shook hands with the man with gray temples, and the man's palm was strong and powerful.

Although Phillips did not introduce his identity, it can be judged from the calluses on his hands that this is also a man who eats with a gun.

"Hi, I'm Ethan Morgan."

Ethan shook hands with him, then let go.

Hank looked at his old friend suspiciously. This Ethan Morgan's hand didn't have any traces of shooting all the year round, and he didn't look like the kind of person Phillips said.

Ethan didn't know the muttering in Hank's heart, looked at Bunker who was standing next to the yellow plastic sheet, and asked:
"What did you find?"

"Based on the body's temperature and body spots, the forensic doctor preliminarily deduced that the deceased was killed probably nine to ten hours ago."

Bunker knocked on the notebook in his hand, and said seriously: "The modus operandi is the same as the previous two."

Ethan spread his hands in puzzlement and shook them.

"Sorry, I forgot you didn't read the file." Bunker quickly squatted down and reached out to grab the yellow film.

Phillips blinked quickly at Hank, who understood him and crossed his arms.

Before he nodded to the old man, it was out of trust.

Now, it's more of a curiosity.

The town policeman in front of him had swastika tattoos on his face and neck. When he saw it, he was shocked.

From the outside, compared with this ferocious town policeman, Ethan looks like a good boy from an Ivy League college.

But the good boy who has resigned can actually command the evil policeman in front of him.

Behind this, there is something worthy of his exploration.

After Bunker lifted the plastic sheet, the surrounding people also gathered around.

Looking at the corpse in front of him, Ethan finally understood why they were so nervous, and why Emmett called the murderer a scumbag.

He took the gloves from Amy King, put them on quickly, and squatted down.

This is a sheriff. Although she is a woman, she is indeed a sheriff.

Hank's curiosity is simply bursting, what kind of person this is, can make the sheriff cooperate with him so obediently.

When I was his age, I was being educated by an old policeman.

Ethan took a closer look first, the deceased was an Indian, female, aged between 18 and 25.

The whole body was pale, a very abnormal white, as if all the blood had been radiated.

From the face, it can be seen that the deceased should have been very beautiful.

He stretched out his hand to the chest, and groped along the huge wound all the way down, until he reached the lower abdomen, and the wound ended.

The internal organs can be seen directly from the wound, and there is a foul smell.

Brock grabbed his forehead and frowned slightly: "As before, the heart of the deceased has been taken away."

Ethan opened his chest and looked inside. Sure enough, a big piece was missing.

He checked the incision in the heart again. Anyway, the forensic doctor has already passed the preliminary examination. As long as the movement is not large, it will not affect the results of the subsequent autopsy.

Ethan's calm expression made Hank give him extra points in his heart, at least his psychological quality was top-notch.

There were quite a few people beside him, their faces were ashen when they saw him flipping.

"vomit."

At this moment, a person from the Chino police station quickly ran to the side, held onto the tree trunk and vomited.

Ethan raised his head and looked around.

Siobhan turned pale, but held on.

Bunker's throat was also gurgling. Although he had done many bad things in the past, there was no bad guy who would turn over the corpse.

It's one thing to look at the photos in the file, but it's quite another to see the real thing.

Everything in front of him made him feel sick.

"Bunker."

Ethan withdrew his hand and stared straight at him: "If you have the guts, spit it out for me?"

Bunker was recruited by him and Hood, and it would be embarrassing for him to spit it out now.

Ethan's murderous reputation was not uttered, but killed.

Most of the people at the scene knew what happened that night when the Red Bones gang besieged the Banshee Town police station.

Especially Bunker, on that night, witnessed Ethan's murderous appearance with his own eyes. Knowing who was in front of him, he clenched his fists tightly and clenched his teeth.

Amy King also blushed at this time, staring fiercely at the person who ran aside and vomited.

Seeing that the sheriff looked like he was going to eat someone, the man from the Chino police station quickly covered his mouth and swallowed the contents of his throat forcefully.

For a moment, beside the river, was actually overwhelmed by the aura of a commoner.

　Thank you Gu Chenxing for the reward, thank you~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)