My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 526 Affecting IQ
Morning, backyard.

Ethan sat in the hot jacuzzi, watching the morning news on the outdoor TV.

The mist evaporates and melts the falling snowflakes.

The feeling of ice and fire is not an ordinary enjoyment.

The water splashed, and the phone next to it vibrated.

"Hey man, Hank got caught by the Internal Affairs last night!!!"

It was a text message from Rusek, followed by three exclamation points to express his current shock.

Ethan smiled and put the phone down.

As early as last night, Hank whispered to himself that he would cooperate with the Ministry of Internal Affairs and pretend to be a black policeman who made deals with gang members.

As long as the money changes hands, the gang leader will be prosecuted for bribery.

The other party was someone the Ministry of Internal Affairs had been eyeing for a long time, and Hank had a trick in their hands, so they could only cooperate.

In order to protect him, people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs will also put handcuffs on him.

Hank told him about this in advance because he was afraid that he might misunderstand.

For what he already knew, he continued to enjoy the water massage without any surprise.

Came to the police station, said hello to Pratt, and Ethan went upstairs quickly.

In the Chase room, only Rusek was there.

This kid was all focused on the phone screen, with a rippling smile on his face.

"What are you looking at?"

Ethan was quick and quickly grabbed his cell phone.

Inside the screen is a woman's upper body, the thin white T-shirt is wet with water, full of temptation.

The roundness is clearly visible, and the reddish brown is particularly attractive.

"Snapped!"

Ethan shook his head lightly: "Is it still brother, what kind of website is this, send it to me quickly."

Fingers continued to swipe the photo, and a black mini skirt appeared on the screen.

Here too, it was wet with water, and it was tightly attached to the body.

"Dude." Rusek scratched his face. "You need to give me back the phone."

"Hey, these are the photos Wendy sent me, not from the Internet."

"Shet."

Ethan shook his hand and the phone fell.

He caught him tightly before falling to the ground.

"Feel sorry!"

Handing the phone back to Rusek, Ethan spread his hands and said, "Why can't you tell me this is a photo on the website?"

"Crack!" Rusek slapped his forehead fiercely:
"I didn't think about it for a while."

"Forget it, you can't see her face anyway."

Unexpectedly, he was still thinking about it, and put the phone in his pocket with a face of indifference.

"You still have fun."

Seeing this, Ethan gave a thumbs up.

"You don't understand." Rusek said cheerfully:

"This is a way of reconciliation between us. If Wendy does something wrong, she will take this kind of photo to make me happy."

"That's right." Rusek put away his smile again:
"Didn't you get the text message I sent? It's gone all over the precinct by now."

"Our sheriff was taken away by the Ministry of the Interior, does that mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything." Ethan patted him on the shoulder:

"All of this is just a misunderstanding."

"People from the Ministry of Internal Affairs put handcuffs on his hands." Rusek was surprised: "This can still be a misunderstanding."

"If you can put it on, you can take it off."

Ethan walked to his desk: "Have you never used handcuffs?"

"Ok."

Rusek could only suppress his curiosity, and he turned his head again, resting his arm on Ethan's table:

"Detective, how is our relationship?"

It must be a bad thing to see him blinking.

Ethan turned on the computer and said lightly:

"not so good."

"Please, just now you said we are brothers." Rusek rubbed his hands with a smile: "Tell me, is there a possibility?"

"impossible."

Ethan chewed the beef jerky and turned on the steam platform.

"Listen to me first." Rusek said cheekily:

"Look at your house is so big, if there is a party, can you borrow it?"

Sure enough, it's not a good thing, most of the old beauties are party creatures.

In a small apartment, turn on the stereo, and buy some beer, and a whole room can be packed with people jumping around in place.

That house of his must be a blast to have a party.

It's not surprising to be targeted by Rusek.

"I don't like too many people." Ethan glanced at him.

"Will not."

Hearing his tone loosen, Rusek quickly laughed and said, "At most, there are a dozen or so people."

"It's not really a party, it's just me and Wendy's friends getting together sometimes, if you don't mind."

"Is there a woman?" Ethan raised his eyebrows.

"Must have."

Rusek understood in seconds, and stretched out his fist to Ethan: "Don't worry, some friends are just looking for a place to play."

"We also go boating on Lake Michigan in the summer."

"Actually, you can also hang out with us. It's good to know more people."

"When you need to use it, let me know in advance." Ethan shook his fist with him.

As long as there is a girl, everything is easy to talk about.

Receiving an affirmative answer, Rusek clenched his fists excitedly.

Footsteps sounded, but they were not from the intelligence team.

Atwater and Burgess walked up the stairs together, followed by a girl in a blue coat with a instant noodle hair and a terrified expression.

"Detective." Atwater greeted him, pointing his finger aside.

Between them was Orlinski's daughter Lexie.

After she had dinner yesterday, she left in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, she met again today, but her face was stained with blood, and she also looked bewildered.

"You take her in first."

Something must have happened, Ethan stood up and pointed to the tea room.

Burgess nodded and led Lexi inside.

"What happened to her?"

Before Ethan could speak, Rusek asked first, that was his partner's daughter.

"Just now in the Pearson neighborhood, there was a shooting."

Atwater put his hands on the bulletproof vest, shook his head and said, "Burgess and I found Lexie at the shooting scene, so we decided to bring her back first, you know."

"Thank you." Ethan patted his arm: "You did a good job."

No matter what Lexi was involved in, bringing people back first was the best way to deal with it.

"Then came the bad news, at the crime scene, we found some drugs."

Atwater curled his lips and said, "Lexie said she saw the shooter with her own eyes."

"The person who was shot seemed to be her boyfriend."

"Shet." Rusek grabbed the phone:

"Olinsky is out and I'm calling him back."

Ethan was also speechless for a while, he looked at Lexi who was sitting blankly in the tea room, and sighed.

Looking at the handsome appearance, I didn't expect to be able to make such a fuss.

Solo offenders, shootings.

This kind of thing happened, enough for Olinski to have a headache.

"I see." Ethan bumped his fists and said, "Go ahead and leave the rest to us."

Walking into the tea room, Ethan nodded to Burgess and sat down beside him.

Burgess comforted Lexi a few words before getting up to leave.

In the tea room, Ethan was holding a coffee cup and drinking it one sip at a time.

No concern, no doubts.

For those who have done wrong, this oppressive silence is unbearable.

"Aren't you going to ask something?" Lexie had tears in her eyes and trembling fingers.

"Sorry!" Ethan raised his glass:

"I don't talk to idiots, it will affect my IQ."

"What are you talking about?" Lexie wiped her eyes and said aggrievedly, "I just experienced a shooting incident, why do you say such things?"

"Just because I speak nicely won't change the fact that you're an idiot."

Ethan took out his phone and ignored her.

"What happened to her?"

Irene walked upstairs at this time, seeing the blood on Lexi's face, she quickly put down her coat and walked in.

"woooo~"

Seeing Irene, the latter rushed over and hugged her, sobbing non-stop.

"Waterfa?"

Erin patted Lexie on the back and asked silently.

Ethan shrugged and took a sip of coffee.

(End of this chapter)