My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 532 Don't look at her, look at me
Pulling over to stop the vehicle, Ethan observed the surrounding environment through the window glass.

"Do you need to call for backup?" Burgess was a little nervous, rubbing his red and green gloves vigorously.

This is the first reaction of the patrolling police, and we will call for support first.

"Need not."

Ethan observed the radar, and there were only five light spots in it, all of which were on the first floor.

There are six bullets in my python, which is enough.

"Let's go!"

Ethan pushed open the car door and walked across the front yard.

The other party is a police detective, or the most powerful police detective in the intelligence team.

In this regard, Burgess had no right to speak, and hurriedly got out of the car to follow his movements.

Go up the steps and stand in front of the door.

Ethan motioned for Burgess to stand sideways, then put his hand on the butt of the gun.

"Dong dong dong."

"Who?"

"Chicago police, open the door."

Seeing the light spot inside move, Ethan took a step back.

Burgess shrugged, a little too cautiously.

The other party didn't even know that she was being followed, but at this time, she also followed suit.

The door opened quickly, and standing inside was a white old lady in a brown sweater who looked about five or sixty years old.

The blonde hair was coiled back, and the roots were already a little gray.

Seeing the two people standing at the door, she had a kind smile on her face:
"Hi, what's the matter?"

"Good afternoon, Chicago police." Ethan flashed his police badge: "Have you seen it?"

Before he could finish speaking, the door was conveniently opened, and the kid in the knitted hat was standing in the passageway inside the house with an expression of unease.

"Is he your grandson?"

Ethan didn't talk nonsense, and pointed out directly.

"Not dear, but I do regard him as my grandson." The white old lady clasped her hands nervously and hurriedly asked:

"Please, don't tell me what trouble he got into again?"

Seeing this, Burgess couldn't bear it.

But she still asked very simply: "Then do you know that he is a thief?"

"I buy it!"

The white old lady sighed and asked disappointedly, "Is he stealing mobile phones again?"

"So you know this is the case." Burgess pressed.

"He's had this problem before."

The old white woman shook her head and said sadly, "I didn't know he would do such a thing."

"I'm fine," argued the kid in the knitted hat inside.

"so."

The white old lady turned her head and said sharply, "There are not two Chicago police officers standing in front of our house, right?"

"Right now."

"Whatever you stole, take it out for me and return it to these two officers."

Seeing the knitted hat boy disappear into the living room, the white old lady sighed and said slowly:

"Today's kids, you don't even know what they think."

"Can you believe it?"

"He stole the phone and came back to trade it for those stupid video games."

"God, I don't know how to educate."

"Miss."

Ethan stood sideways and asked lightly:

"I have reason to suspect that he stole the mobile phone and sold it to the Latin Priests. Regarding this, what do you have to say?"

At this time, the boy just now came out with his head down and three mobile phones.

Hearing Ethan's words, the white old lady's face became surprised, she quickly waved her hand and said quickly:

"He may be a nuisance, officer."

"But he's definitely not going to hang out with gangs, I've watched him grow up and I can vouch for that."

The kid in the knitted hat walked to the door and reluctantly handed out the three mobile phones in his hand.

He said sullenly: "Here, it's all here."

The white old lady took him into her arms, stroking the boy's head with her dry and thin hands.

She looked at Burgess with pleading eyes, and said in a trembling voice:

"This police officer, I'm really sorry, I will definitely educate him, and I can't do this kind of thing again in the future."

Burgess took the three mobile phones and pursed his lips.

The phone with the bug installed is in it.

She sighed and patted the phone in her hand. In the current situation, she could only go back to fishing.

"Why don't we go back."

She shrugged at Ethan and said helplessly.

Apparently, they followed the wrong person.

"If you don't mind." Ethan reacted completely differently. He looked at the white old lady with a smile on his face:

"No, whether you mind or not, I will go in and have a look."

"Excuse me, can you satisfy my curiosity?"

The white old lady was stunned for a moment, then looked at Burgess again, looking puzzled.

"Don't look at her, look at me."

Ethan tilted his head and looked at the white old lady: "I'm a police detective, do you agree with my request?"

She couldn't help but disagree, fishing law enforcement is allowed here.

People in the Disciplinary Group also have a wicked way of playing.

They will let the policewoman disguise as a street girl, and use it to trap the old man who comes out to play.

According to the current situation, Ethan has every reason to suspect that it is a den for selling stolen goods, which can be raided.

Although I don't understand why Ethan still insists on going in and searching, but at this time, the most stupid behavior is to doubt his partner.

Burgess also put the phone away and looked at the white old lady seriously.

Seeing this, the latter reluctantly retreated into the house with the knitted hat kid in his arms.

The entrance is a passage, and next to it is the upward staircase.

After walking a few steps, the door of the living room was next to him. The TV screen was flickering, and George was jumping in the mud.

The innermost part is the kitchen and dining room, where you can directly see the dining table.

Walking into the living room, the old white man took the kid in the knitted hat and sat on the sofa, not only them, but also three teenagers sitting on it.

These children all looked at Ethan and Burgess in horror.

"Don't be afraid." The white old lady quickly comforted the children:

"Don't be nervous, these two police officers are good people, they will come in and take a look, and they will leave soon."

Seeing the scene in front of him, Burgess suddenly softened.

With these people behind her back, she gently tugged at the corner of Ethan's clothes.

"Constable Burgess."

Ethan said seriously: "Look at them, do your job."

The more these people looked like this, the more he felt that something was wrong. White people are not afraid of the police.

If there were really no problems, the first reaction of these people would be to clamor to call a lawyer, rather than to show pity blindly.

The boy in the knitted hat is not very old.

Even if the charges are confirmed, they will come out quickly.

So the white old lady's reaction aroused Ethan's vigilance.

"understood."

When Burgess heard Ethan's words, he quickly let go of his hand.

When it's time to do business, his aura is quite scary.

The small living room is very warmly furnished, to be precise, it still has some style.

The various furnishings are not very expensive, but they are by no means cheap. The clothes and shoes worn by the children are not cheap.

An old woman with four children can live such a life.

This is the main reason why Ethan doubted her, to see what kind of life the Gallagher family lived.

It is commonplace to change clothes, as long as there are no holes.

"Excuse me, are you the only one with these children?"

Ethan pressed one hand on the handle of the gun and walked slowly.

"Yes."

The old white woman forced a smile: "My husband and I adopted them."

She wiped the corners of her eyes: "Since Johnny left, they are the only things I have left in this world."

The corners of Ethan's mouth turned up, her words just confirmed her thoughts.

If her husband had a lot of inheritance, he wouldn't live in this kind of community, let alone drive that Corolla outside.

It seems that life is very embarrassing, but in fact the food and drink expenses are not bad, so where does the money come from.

"Burgess." Ethan whispered:
"Look at them and put your hand on the handle of the goddamn gun, see what I mean?"

"Understood, sir."

Burgess nodded quickly, and she took two steps back, putting one hand on the Glock: "Ma'am, please stay calm."

"Let's check it out. If there is nothing wrong, we will leave soon."

"Please don't make any misleading actions, thank you."

Several people on the sofa looked at each other.

The white old lady held her hands tightly.

Ethan no longer cared about these people, he left Burgess behind and walked back along the location he remembered.

It was the living room that the knitting hat boy walked into just now, but the light spot moved to the kitchen.

Ethan looked back at the few people sitting on the sofa, and stopped in front of a row of cabinets.

Burgess keenly observed that when Ethan stopped, the white old lady was quite normal, but the eyes of the children were full of uncontrollable panic.

She immediately raised her vigilance, and at the same time slowly pulled the distance away.

The location is not bad, that's it.

Ethan grabbed the handle of the cabinet and opened the wooden cabinet.

"Squeak."

After a soft sound, the things inside came into view.

A dozen or twenty breakfast cereal boxes were placed randomly, blocking the cabinet tightly.

The sound of bang bang pong sounded, and the cereal box was thrown to the ground by him.

"Bingo~"

Ethan snapped his fingers, turned around and said with a smile:

"Ma'am, do you want to guess what I found in this place?"

In the back of the cabinet, there is a travel bag stuffed.

Because of the panic just now, the zipper of the bag didn't even have time to close.

Densely packed mobile phones are piled up layer upon layer.

　Thank you Bai Fan Qunzhi for your support, thank you

　　
　
(End of this chapter)