My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 432 Don't Underestimate Women

Seeing that he can still persist, xx should not be too serious.

Ethan and Antonio smiled at each other, and reached out to pull Rusek up together.

With Antonio's support, he moved and walked outside.

"Do you still have clothes?"

Ethan looked at Nadia who was on the side. She had smeared massage oil all over her body just now, and now the thin skirt was tightly attached to her body.

Show your body.

It's pleasing to the eye, but everyone has no grievances, so there is no need to humiliate her like this.

"Yes, in the closet."

Nadia also noticed her physical condition and glanced aside in shame.

Ethan opened the cabinet, and there was a small travel bag inside, which contained some of her personal clothes.

He opened a coat and put it on for her.

"Thank you."

Nadia sniffed and forced a smile.

"Let's go." Ethan grabbed her by the shoulders and walked outside. Hank called for backup, and there was noise and patrols outside.

Back at the police station, Ethan first handed Nadia to Irene.

He drove to a nearby store and bought a large bag of ice cubes, but there was no way he could meet such an unlucky owner.

In the locker room, Rusek lay on a bench.

His outer pants had been taken off, except for a pair of boxer briefs.

Ethan threw the ice pack over: "Aren't you afraid of a female colleague coming over?"

"Thank God."

Ruzek took the ice pack and quickly stuffed it inside: "Fake, I can't handle that much, I think it's already swollen."

He hissed a few times: "Really, brother, Wendy and I still want children."

"If something goes wrong, I swear I'll wring that woman's neck off."

Ethan leaned against the cabinet: "Wendy?"

"hiss!"

Ruzek bared his teeth and said, "My fiancée.

"Let me see how this idiot is doing?" Antonio walked in from the outside with a smile: "Rusek, do I need to take a photo for you?"

"Please."

Rusek shook his head quickly: "Don't do this, I'm miserable enough."

"Take it as a lesson for you."

Ethan patted the cabinet: "Don't underestimate women, believe it or not, there is a woman I know."

"Even if you are prepared, you can be easily taken down without any problem."

"I see." Rusek held down the ice pack and said awkwardly:

"We can't relax our vigilance in the future."

"You are still saved." Antonio said to Ethan: "Let's go, Nadia will be interrogated immediately."

Leaving the locker room, the two went to the second floor together.

Hank was standing in the observation room, and when he saw them coming in, he asked, "How is Ruzek?"

"how to say."

Antonio shrugged and said, "Don't expect him to go out to work today."

Hank shook his head and looked towards the interrogation room.

Under Irene's arrangement, Nadia had already taken a bath, and after washing off her makeup, she looked a little green.

But still a pair of unruly appearance.

"Nadia."

Erin leaned against the corner: "Please tell me about Dean Masters, how much do you know about him?"

"Not very clear."

Nadia slumped on the chair listlessly: "I only served him two or three times."

"Oh~" Irene said with a smile: "According to our information, you seem to be his favorite, right?"

"Thank you." Nadia squinted at her:

"It's not surprising that I get compliments like that often."

Although she is sitting or not, she looks like a fool, but as far as her face is concerned, she is still pretty good.

The figure is also very good, Ethan saw it with his own eyes.

Erin was patient and wanted to open her mouth: "Well, where did you grow up?"

"Forest Lake City."

Nadia was a little restless. She scratched her neck and looked at Irene, and said, "I'm the Homecoming Queen, and Michael Jordan is my neighbor."

"okay."

Ethan picked up the folder: "I'll go over and talk to her."

"Go." Hank nodded.

Opening the interrogation room, Irene was still trying to get her to cooperate a little bit, but Nadia still looked like she couldn't get in.

Noticing someone coming in, Nadia turned her head, a look of panic flashed in her eyes.

"Boom."

Ethan threw the folder on the table, which made her body tremble even more, and she couldn't help but recall the gunshot just now.

"Sit down."

He nodded to Irene, opened the chair and sat down: "Age?"

Facing this man with his hands folded on his chest and looking at her coldly, Nadia felt palpitations, and she sat up straight in a hurry: "One month away from 18 years old."

"I don't accept lies."

"If it's a lie, why didn't I tell you that you were 20 years old?"

"Makes sense."

Ethan nodded, the girl here is also really precocious, she hasn't arrived yet, she looks like someone in her 20s.

"Officer, can you not bother Masur?"

Nadia put her hands on the table and begged: "I used the fake ID. They don't know. Please, I need this job."

"Detective, not officer."

Ethan looked at the folder in his hand: "Also, it's not time for you to make a request yet."

Erin judged from Nadia's expression that she was currently addicted.

She also pulled out her chair and sat down: "What are you smoking?"

"Coco powder? Sea powder?"

"I don't know what you're talking about?" Nadia leaned back, eyes dodging.

"As long as you tell us what we want to know." The corners of Erin's mouth turned up slightly: "As a deal, I promise you, I will help you get some."

Nadia's eyes were full of longing, and she looked at Ethan flickeringly.

"I didn't hear anything."

Ethan cooperated with Irene, and he tapped his fingers on the table: "Give me a name, and I'll leave right away."

"Noel Harris."

After hesitating for a while, Nadia said the name: "He has a shop in Polk, and he is friends with Masters."

"Masters bought all the flour for him."

"Thank you."

Ethan closed the folder and wanted to scare her with the photo of Masters being shot, but now it seems that there is no need for this.

As for Irene's claim to help her get flour, she was just trying to trick her for fun.

Whether you give it or not depends entirely on your mood.

After getting the clue, Ethan and Hank quickly went to the target address.

Not long after he set off, Hank's cell phone rang, and he didn't hang up the phone until he stopped the car.

"Hosted is in trouble." Hank shook his head and sighed.

"Ok?"

Ethan felt baffled, isn't that guy recuperating, what trouble could he cause?

"His ex-girlfriend's younger brother was killed before. During his vacation, he kept harassing the suspect."

Hank slapped the steering wheel and said with a headache:
"The suspect's family has filed a lawsuit against Horstead, saying he was intimidating."

"It was the director's call just now, let me take care of him."

The two got out of the car and walked forward, Ethan asked puzzledly: "Didn't you find any clues?"

"Hosted must avoid suspicion."

Hank explained to Ethan as he walked, "It's his ex-girlfriend's younger brother, a child who was raped and killed two or three years ago."

"The suspect was a neighbor on the same block, but no evidence has been found to prove that it was that person."

"Hosted has been unable to let go, and we have helped."

"But the other party hid it very well, there is no evidence, and the suspect is also a minor, so..."

"Pedophile?"

Ethan paused, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Yes."

Hank glanced at the signboard and reached out to press the handle of the glass door: "I don't know what's wrong with this world."

(End of this chapter)