My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 377 Accepting the Invitation

The South Side of Chicago is a crime haven.

It is a flower of evil formed by the entanglement of various evil forces such as gangs and drug dealers.

Seeing him nodding, Hank continued:
"My intelligence team does not provide intelligence support work as you think."

"It is responsible for very important work throughout the city, fighting all kinds of violent cases, organized crime, drug dealers and other major cases."

Phillips took his words and said to Ethan:
"Simply put, they are a sharp knife of the Chicago Police Department, not the kind of sub-investigation department you might imagine doing support work."

"In his place, you can get what belongs to you..."

Phillips thought for a while and found a suitable adjective:
"pleasure."

Ethan smiled, fun is really what he lacks.

He looked at Hank again, and the person who could make Phillips value him really had two talents.

Being able to be in charge of such an important department must have his own merits.

"with all due respect."

Ethan cleared his throat: "I actually don't know you, why did you choose me?"

"You and I are the same kind of people."

Hanke said seriously: "Phillips recommended you, I am very assured of you, and I also like your style of acting."

"my style?"

Ethan narrowed his eyes: "Let me tell you the truth, I'm not a good cop, if you understand what I mean."

"Coincidentally." A smile appeared on Hank's serious face:

"I'm not a good cop either."

"I only care about my own people and try to do the right thing."

"I'm sorry, I've seen your file, I know you like to break the rules when you do things, and I do the same, so let me tell you, we are the same kind of people."

"Don't worry, you are my friend."

Hank said sincerely: "You come to help me, I will protect you, we take care of each other."

"How about we kick those bad guys' ass together?"

Ethan licked his lips and tapped his fingers on the table:

"I have some conditions."

Hank and Phillips glanced at each other, both of them beaming with joy.

I'm afraid that if I don't want nothing, it's easy to handle if there are conditions.

With such a well-informed and aggressive person under his command, he can do everything more easily,

Hank nodded: "Tell me about it?"

Ethan crushed the cigarette butt: "Obviously, you will be the boss when the time comes, and I respect that, but I hope..."

"There is no boss."

Hank interrupted him: "We are friends, don't worry, I know what kind of person you are, and I won't treat you like those new subordinates in the bureau."

Just kidding, Phillips can only invite Ethan to work with him.

After witnessing Ethan's strength with his own eyes, how could he ask him to work for him.

"You work with me, not for me."

Hank emphasized it again, and looked at him: "This is my guarantee."

In fact, Hank is a very strong character, but the strong is strong, and he can score points. He knows that the other party is also a cruel master, so why can't he get along like a friend.

"Thank you."

Ethan smiled and continued:

"I can be a rookie, but I'm not a rookie."

Hank smiled dumbly. After all this, he knew that the young man in front of him was much more powerful than himself, so how could he dare to treat him as a rookie.

"Please, who dares to treat you as a rookie." Phillips also said with a smile:

"Detective Ethan Morgan."

"Detective?"

Ethan raised his eyebrows and picked up his coffee.

"That's right, detective." Phillips folded his arms and said confidently, "Since we've found you, we won't send you away with just one police officer."

"Hank and I still have many old friends, and it's still very easy to run a police detective position for you."

"Detective Morgan, do you like this title?"

"sounds good."

Ethan gestured the cup to them, and said with a smile, "I quite like it."

"Then when do you need me to come over?"

Seeing that the matter was a foregone conclusion, Hanke beamed with joy: "Don't worry, I just got out of prison not long ago, and I haven't joined the job yet."

"After I join the job and clean up the intelligence team, you can come here again."

Ethan asked curiously, "Get out of prison?"

"That's right." Hank shrugged: "As I said just now, I'm not a good policeman who follows the rules."

Ethan shook his head with a smile, and stretched out his arms:
"Save me a good seat. I don't like others seeing my computer screen. It's my instinct to be lazy."

"Haha."

Hank and Phillips smiled at each other, and shook hands with Ethan: "It's a deal."

After talking about the matter, the two of them left quickly.

Ethan drove the Dodge Challenger and headed for the flower shop.

He made an agreement with Hank that he would go to Chicago in about two months.

I have just resigned, and I want to play for a while.

In this regard, Hank also expressed his understanding.

When I came to the flower shop, it had become a sea of ​​flowers. Ethan hadn't been idle these days, and arranged the shop with Rivera.

After a few days of rest, Dahlia recovered quickly and was busy in the store.

"Has everything been settled?"

Seeing Ethan walk in the door, Dahlia put down the flowerpot and stepped forward to give him a warm hug.

"Of course, it's a small thing."

This is his territory. From the mayor to the district attorney to the police station, he knows everyone, even the people from the FBI are his own.

Confirming that he was fine, Dahlia was also relieved.

The serial sacrifice murder case was solved, and the town returned to its former peace.

Two months passed in a flash, and the weather became colder.

In front of the lakeside villa, Ethan threw a rucksack into the back seat of the Dodge Challenger and glanced back at the house.

For a long time in the future, I may not come back to live here permanently.

As soon as the key was thrown, it drew an arc and flew to the side.

Siobhan took the house key and looked at him reluctantly: "Aren't you going to stay for a while?"

"No."

Ethan shook his head: "I've rested long enough, it's time to move myself."

In the past two months, he has been dealing with several women, leading a life of nonsense, and if he doesn't find something to do, he will become decadent.

"You come over two or three days a week to make sure the house doesn't fall into disrepair."

Ethan hugged her tightly: "I will come back when I have time, but Chicago is not very far away, you can also fly to see me."

Siobhan's life is relatively regular, and it is more reliable to hand over the house to her.

The others have already bid farewell, and now that the house is settled, he can go to Chicago with peace of mind.

Ethan rubbed Siobhan's face with a smile, got in the car and left.

He didn't go to the highway right away, but drove all the way in the direction he remembered. Looking at the familiar scene on the side of the road, Ethan smiled.

Now Nora is very excited about being the chief, and she doesn't seem to be resisting at all.

The four-member team of Siobhan, Emmett, Brock and Bunker lived a peaceful life as a small-town policeman. The flower shop business of Dalia and Rivera gradually improved, and their days were full and comfortable.

Jenny Kendall had moved out of Banshee Town a long time ago and lived with her children. She hadn't seen her since she came back from the West Coast.

But the most regrettable, or Rebecca.

Proctor's villa is still quiet and there is no sign of anyone.

During this period of time, I have searched for Rebecca more than a dozen times, even in places where the Amish people gather, but they have not been able to find her.

The Dodge Challenger turned a corner at the door, picked up the fallen leaves, and left quickly.

(End of this chapter)