My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 479

Unexpectedly, the police camera could actually work normally.

Gene directly retrieved the surveillance data from the past 24 hours, and Ethan swiped his mouse to jump directly to yesterday evening.

Next, crazy fast forward.

Ethan tapped the arrow keys very skillfully, but he would not miss anything of value.

As long as you are an experienced driver, you must be familiar with the direction key →.

The screen danced wildly, and quickly changed from dusk to darkness.

Until almost midnight, Ethan's fingers stopped suddenly.

A car appeared on the screen, with its back to the surveillance camera, its headlights cutting through the darkness, and driving forward.

"This is the car."

Irene chanted happily, with a smile on the corner of her eyes: "Purple Pig Restaurant."

"Don't be too happy!"

Ethan couldn't take his eyes off the screen. On the screen, the vehicle stopped, just halfway blocked by the dead tree next to it.

A person could be vaguely seen coming down from the co-pilot.

He was dressed in black, so he couldn't tell what he looked like at all.

But Ethan still paused and took a picture with his mobile phone.

This can be sent to Hank to confirm that a father does not need to see his appearance to recognize his son.

Continuing the video, the man getting out of the car opens the trunk of the car.

The next moment, he dragged a corpse to the side, and threw it into the reeds with great effort.

Soon he ran back into the car, which quickly fled the scene.

Seeing this scene, both of them let out a sigh of relief, and their tense faces relaxed.

"I won!"

Erin clenched her fists excitedly.

"What did you win?" Ethan glanced at her: "The perpetrator, the model of the car, the license plate number, what can you see clearly?"

"You're lying." Irene gritted her teeth: "Isn't this the process of throwing the body?"

"Where are the clues to the murderer?"

Ethan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "The process of throwing the corpse and the clues of the murderer, you said this, you won't forget it?"

"Gene!"

Irene's face collapsed, and she immediately sought foreign aid: "Come here quickly."

"How to brighten this, I need to see the license plate number, and the model of the car."

While speaking, she poked hard on the keyboard unwillingly.

"Take it easy, don't get excited!"

Gene hurried over and slapped her hand away: "No matter what you do, it can't change from night to day."

It has been confirmed that he can't see anything clearly, so Ethan doesn't mind letting Gene mess with it.

With the brightness of the screen up, it's true that nothing can be seen clearly.

The distance is too far, and this kind of camera is not very good, so the picture is inherently blurry.

"Shet!"

Irene looked depressed: "My dinner!"

"Wait a moment."

Gene pointed to the upper right corner of the screen: "What is this?"

After the screen was brightened, the blurry light sign in the distance became clearer, and a few words appeared faintly.

"Kane Building!"

Erin's eyes were sharp, and she immediately recognized the words, and she quickly played the video.

The direction the car left was passing a construction site.

"If there are private security cameras installed on this site."

Gene pointed to the screen and said affirmatively, "Maybe we can take a picture of that car leaving."

"Looking from the direction, it's right on the cab."

"Great!"

Erin turned her head excitedly: "Let's use this camera instead for a bet."

"whatever!"

Unlike her, Ethan is speechless now.

I don't know if Catalano, Shabby, is a fool in prison.

When throwing the body, I didn't know how to avoid the camera.

No matter what, it is still necessary to get the evidence first.

The two set off in a hurry and returned to the place just now. When they were about to arrive at the construction site, they received Hank's reply.

The man who got off the co-pilot was not Justin.

Judging by his height and size, Hank felt that the person who dumped the body was Catalano.

As for the person driving the car, it is self-evident.

After flashing their police badges, they quickly found the person in charge of the construction site. According to the information provided by the person in charge of the construction site, all the security data and information on the construction site were handled by an Indian outsourcing company.

After another phone call, the other party agreed to hand over the monitoring data.

It's just that the third brother's efficiency is well known to everyone, so he can only wait.

"Lindsay."

As soon as he returned to the police station, Pratt stopped Irene: "New photos, it won't take you too much time."

"All right!"

Erin patted her clothes and walked over quickly.

Ethan temporarily put Hank's affairs behind him, leaned against the reception desk, and watched Erin let Pratt fiddle with her.

"Hi!"

A gust of fragrant wind approached and greeted him.

Turning around, it was Burgess.

She had put on sophisticated makeup, her ponytail was down, and her smooth brown hair fell to her shoulders.

Coupled with the dark blue uniform she is wearing, it is a beautiful policewoman flower.

"very beautiful!"

Ethan gave her a thumbs up: "If I pretend that I don't have your phone number and ask you for one, will you agree?"

"Do not make jokes."

Burgess' eyes narrowed in laughter.

"It's your turn!"

After Pilates took a picture of Irene, he looked at Burgess dissatisfiedly: "Where did you go?"

"Always in the Bureau."

Burgess quickly explained, and quickly walked to the photo shooting point.

"Let's go!" Erin came to Ethan's side.

"Wait a moment."

Ethan was curious about how Pilates used this time to trick Burgess.

"Stand up!"

Pratt, who is not blind, can tell at a glance that she has put on makeup, and she puts her hands on the camera with a deadpan expression.

Burgess had been prepared for a long time, and put on a smile in an instant.

Red lips and white teeth, looks quite photogenic.

"one two Three."

Pratt read the numbers normally, looking intently at the camera.

But her fingers didn't move at all, as if they were frozen.

A few seconds later, Burgess wondered if he had missed something, and quickly asked, "Sheriff, have you finished filming?"

"Crack!"

Just then, the flash flashed violently.

"Well, it's done."

Pratt looked at the photos on the screen and nodded with satisfaction.

"No, it's not like that."

Burgess panicked and quickly asked, "Did I blink just now, did I move?"

"No." Pratt smiled:

"In my opinion, it's perfect."

"Please, please!" Burgess's voice was a little trembling: "Take another picture, I beg you."

"Hey, you can go."

Pratt sternly said, "I'm very busy today, so I don't have time to give you another one."

"Hahaha."

Seeing them like this, not only Ethan, but Irene also burst out laughing.

"Sheriff!"

Ethan knocked on the table and took out a handful of things from his pocket: "Chocolate?"

"Of course, that's great!" Pratt hurried over, smiled and opened a piece of chocolate and put it in his mouth:

"I thought you were already busy."

"That's right." Ethan smiled handsomely at her:

"Look, Burgess did me a favor just now, and I owe her a small favor."

"Understood." Pratt nodded quickly:

"I don't know what luck she has, leave it to me."

Pratt walked back to the camera, waving to Burgess, who stood expectantly.

She looked gratefully at Ethan, then focused on the camera.

This time Pratt didn't make any mistakes, and the white light flashed, and Burgess's smile stayed in the camera, smiling brighter than before.

(End of this chapter)