My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 408: The Phantom of the Night

Chapter 408: The Phantom of the Night
Ethan watched the video on the computer for half an hour, and Irene also finished the work at hand.

"Let's go, it's almost time."

She put on a maroon leather jacket and came over.

"it is good."

Ethan turned off the computer, said hello to Orlinski, and went downstairs with Irene.

Two cars drove towards Antonio's house one after the other.

In the middle, he stopped in a supermarket for a while, and Ethan fulfilled his promise and bought it himself as a visiting gift.

It's not really anything expensive.

Just a bottle of red wine worth tens of dollars and two toys for children.

Antonio's house is a three-story single-family house, and there are many children's play equipment on the lawn outside.

From the perspective of the neighborhood environment, it is slightly worse than where he lives.

But for an ordinary police detective, such a residence is not bad.

People like Irene, Horsted, and Rusek are all renting apartments, and their salary is several thousand yuan a month. Although the purchasing power of the dollar is strong, it is not enough to support them to live in a single-family house.

"Ding dong."

Erin rang the doorbell, not knowing what was going on, feeling a little nervous.

"Hi."

Antonio's wife, Laura, opened the door and smiled, "Welcome to be a guest."

"Excuse me." Ethan handed over the things in his hand:
"A little gift."

"Thank you." Laura had a straight nose and looked quite glamorous. She smiled and took the red wine: "Detective Morgan, right, you gave me the transcript last time."

She looked at Irene and Ethan, and joked:

"You two look like a couple."

The handsome men and the beautiful women are all smartly wearing leather jackets, with a dashing heroic spirit.

Eileen also understood why she was flustered just now.

"Please, don't talk nonsense."

Her heart was beating wildly, and she hurried in and hugged Laura, and they kissed each other on the cheek, interrupting Laura's words.

Ethan spread his hands and walked in.

The interior of the house is very cozy. Two children are watching TV in the living room, and there is a burst of aroma from the kitchen.

"Are they coming?"

Antonio came out of the kitchen with an apron tied around his waist, showing his daddy demeanor.

"Ha, I'm going to take a picture and paste it on the whiteboard."

It's rare to see him like this. Irene forgot what happened just now, she laughed, and reached into her pocket.

Antonio quickly took off his apron and posed like a tough guy:

"Come on, just shoot."

"cut."

Erin suddenly felt bored and put away her phone.

"Dinner will be ready soon." Laura tied the apron Antonio threw over and said with a smile, "Sit down for a while."

Antonio opened the refrigerator and took out two bottles of beer:
"Take it easy and relax."

"Thank you."

Ethan took the beer, walked out of the living room balcony with Antonio, and sat down on the lounge chair.

Watching the sunset, the two chatted without saying a word.

After tasting an excellent Dominican-style dinner, Ethan and Irene sat down for a while, and then left quickly. Antonio has a family, so it is inconvenient to disturb too much.

"Hey, would you like to go to Molly for another drink?"

Irene drank two glasses of red wine just now, her face was rosy, she pushed her hair behind her ears, and extended an invitation to Ethan.

"No."

Ethan tapped his watch a few times, shook his head and refused, "Let's wait another day, I still have something to do."

He smiled at Erin and turned to get in the car.

Seeing the Cadillac CTS going away quickly, Irene felt lost.

Riverside Road, near the pier.

Ethan drove all the way along the shore of the lake, and soon came to the address agreed with Hank.

This is a rather dilapidated workshop, the surroundings are silent, and on the distant pier, the masts of sailing ships are as dense as trees.

Turning a corner, the light of the headlights swept across the rolling gate.

Before he pressed the horn, the rolling gate made a clicking sound and rose upwards.

Hank in a black coat appeared at the door with a controller in hand, beckoning to him.

Ethan stepped on the accelerator, and the Cadillac slowly drove into the workshop.

"Boom."

The sound of closing the car door sounded in the empty workshop.

There are only a few lights in the house.

The lights are dim, the corners are dark, and the contrast is particularly strong.

There are sundries piled up on both sides, which should be some machines left by the previous factory owners.

There is a table and some chairs in the middle, and there is a big iron cage in the innermost corner.

Orlinsky was sitting at the table with a bottle of beer in his hand, his cap thrown aside to show his messy hair.

"Hey."

Ethan strolled over and bumped fists with Olinsky: "Are you all ready?"

"Sit down first."

Hank followed from behind, and a hoarse voice sounded: "It will take a while, it's not time for him to go out yet."

Olinsky picked up the cards and shuffled them skillfully in his hands:
"Will it be at 21 o'clock?"

"Licensing."

Ethan lit a cigarette and pulled over a chair.

Pulled a few hundred dollars out of my wallet and picked up a bottle of beer from the incubator on the floor.

The three played poker leisurely.

More than an hour later, a small thousand dollars was piled up in front of Ethan.

Orlinsky scratched his beard and smiled.

Hank asked for a card, but it exploded again, and he reluctantly threw out the few thin banknotes in front of him.

"It's almost time."

Feeling unlucky tonight, Hanke decisively ended the game: "Let's go."

Orlinsky opened a drawer next to it, and took out several Glocks, transparent masks, and peaked caps from it: "This is just in case, if you can not shoot, or don't shoot."

"clear."

Ethan picked up a pistol, checked it, and stuck it in his lower back.

This killing is not the purpose, the main purpose is to scare people.

The three of them walked out through the side door and got into a black Camry parked outside that was about to be new.

Hank drove the car and scurried along the path.

No one knew better than them how to avoid surveillance. Half an hour later, the vehicle stopped at a remote street corner.

In the middle of the night, the Southern District looked even more depressed.

Normal people would not go out at all at this time.

Even the patrol police who are on duty at night will not go to some places. They are just a job and there is no need to risk their lives.

Gang members are not in the category of ordinary people.

At this time, it is the time when they are most energetic and doing things everywhere.

Hank looked at his watch and pointed to a house ahead: "This is the residence of Teisel's mistress, and the Ford in front is his car."

"Follow the plan and be careful, it's not safe here."

Ethan glanced around, put on the transparent mask, and then put on the peaked cap and lowered it down.

It was still the familiar feeling, but the strange place and the people who did this kind of thing together, he shook his head and left the previous things behind.

Olinsky was responsible for observing the environment and stayed in the car to respond.

When Hank was ready, the two got out of the car together.

On the street in the middle of the night, two black shadows moved forward like ghosts and ghosts, hiding in the shadows beside Teisel's Ford.

(End of this chapter)

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