My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 545 Wronged Rusek
A sweet, creamy aroma hits the nostrils.

Soft, slippery and elastic.

This touch is really too wonderful.

Unable to help himself, Ethan followed Nick's example and shook his head.

Between the collisions, let him experience the Latin style personally.

Rusek glanced enviously, and chased out with the others.

"Don't run, Chicago police."

Antonio shouts at DJ Nick.

But it was too late, Nick thought it was the enemy who came to the door, so he jumped directly over the glass guardrail of the hotel balcony.

His feet were in the air, and he was about to fall.

The leather rope attached to the neck guard spun quickly with his movements, and by chance, it was randomly wrapped around the handle of the guardrail.

After shaking it a few times, he tried his best to put his hand up, and then barely clasped the handle.

"Help," DJ Nick yelled angrily, "You bastards, you can't just break in like this."

Antonio was still a little worried when he fell.

But when he saw him being tied up with a leather rope, he immediately laughed: "Why don't you run away, Nick?"

"Pull me up quickly."

DJ Nick had his butt bare, kicking his feet wildly: "Can't you see? I'm about to fall."

"Come on, I see you're having a good time."

Rusek leaned on the guardrail and said with a smile: "Brother, what are you doing, are you playing a suffocation trick?"

In the house, with the help of Irene, the Latin girl rolled over and fell to the ground.

Ethan wiped the cake off his face, walked into the bathroom with some regret, and rinsed it quickly.

Ten seconds later, he fiddled with his wet hair and returned to the living room.

Under Irene's command, the three girls had already put on their clothes without even taking a bath.

They looked at Ethan with a pitiful look, but they didn't dare to speak.

"Let's go."

Ethan rubbed his nose and waved away.

These people are not their targets, taking them back is a waste of manpower and material resources.

Seeing them twisting their waists and hurriedly leaving the hotel room, Ethan shook his head with some relish.

"What's wrong?" Irene hugged her chest:
"Do you need me to call them back and leave you a contact information?"

"No need." Ethan said sternly:

"What are you thinking, I'm not that kind of person."

"cut."

Erin gave him a disdainful look, and leaned aside against the wall.

Hearing the anxious shouts outside, Ethan moved his steps: "Aren't you going out to have a look?"

"Watch a naked man being hung outside the hotel?" Irene frowned. "Sorry, I'm not interested in that at all."

Ethan walked out of the balcony with a smile, and Nick kept begging for mercy:

"Pull me up, please."

"Are we going to pull him up?" Ruzek asked cheerfully, looking at the rare diorama.

"Do not."

Antonio smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Let him hang around like this, wait a little longer."

What happened in the morning made him feel angry.

A police detective was suspended from duty, while the murder suspect who was about to go to court was having a good time.

The contrast made him want to see more of Nick's jokes.

No matter what, seeing other people being unlucky will always make you feel better.

"I have an idea."

Seeing the round trampoline downstairs next to the swimming pool, Olinski scratched his beard.

Following his line of sight, Ethan smiled and patted Rusek, and the two of them went downstairs with Orinski to the back of the hotel.

Nick was still dangling from it like a piece of bacon waiting to dry.

Ethan wrapped his clothes, really panicking for him.

Compared with him, my luck this morning was so good that it exploded.

"bring it on!"

Under Orlinski's call, the three carried the trampoline and walked towards Nick.

The scenery above was too eye-catching. Under the persecution of Ethan and Orlinski, Ruzek could only raise his head aggrievedly, and kept directing the direction.

"All right!"

After adjusting the position, he gave a thumbs up to Antonio above.

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Antonio took out a folding knife from his pocket, and looked at Nick whose face was flushed red:
"Don't worry, I'll save you right away."

"Fakeyou!"

Nick saw the sharp knife hanging on the leather rope, and he cursed angrily: "You madman, you can't do this."

"This is the third floor, people will fall to death."

"Don't, don't!"

"Ow~~~"

Ethan has never seen the palm technique that descended from the sky.

The naked man who fell from the sky, unfortunately, this time I saw it.

Nick danced, unbiased, and fell steadily on the trampoline.

"puff!"

There was a tearing sound, and the trampoline broke a big hole.

"Cuckoo~"

Nick's back was tense, his face was flushed, and he was directly injured by the fall.

"Shet." Ethan couldn't help shrinking his feet, this guy looks really hurt.

"Fakeyou!"

Relieved, Nick raised two middle fingers towards the upstairs, and cursed excitedly.

"The effect looks good."

Orlinsky shrugged and said with a smile.

It looks serious, but after being cushioned by the trampoline, Nick was actually not hurt.

Of course, pain is certain.

Antonio upstairs also wiped his sweat, and then walked into the room.

Soon, several clothes floated down.

"I'm going to sue you!"

"I'm going to sue this city!"

In the interrogation room, Nick was trembling with anger: "I'm going to sue your mother to regret giving birth to you."

"I want to sue your father to regret why he didn't take you..."

"To shut up."

Antonio interrupted the words rudely.

The wall was turned over by Nick himself. He was saving people, and he was not afraid of threats at all.

He tapped on the notebook: "You are facing 20 years in prison for murder, all of which need to see the testimony of Dr. Elliott."

"Now that he's been killed, do you have anything to say?"

"What?" Nick immediately stopped the pain and trembling, and became more energetic:

"You mean Dr. Elliott is dead?"

"You look so happy now." Antonio slapped the table hard:
"In my opinion, that was the motivation for dismembering him."

"Please!"

Nick said with a smile: "Do you think I will feel sad when I hear that the doctor is dead?"

"Not at all."

"If it wasn't for him, how could I have held a farewell party today."

Annoyance flickered in his eyes at the mention of the ruined farewell party, but elation at the thought of his getting away with it.

"So you really committed murder this time?"

Antonio saw him like this, his teeth itched with anger, and he set a language trap for him.

Nick was as cunning as a ghost, and he was not fooled at all.

The corners of his mouth turned up, and he said in a whisper:
"I have to admit, now that the doctor is dead, I suddenly feel like I haven't done anything."

Antonio squeezed his fist and pushed the notebook over.

"Write down where you have been and who you have met yesterday."

"And a phone number."

"We need your alibi."

"Of course no problem." Nick took the pen and began to write cheerfully.

In the observation room, everyone looked disappointed when they saw him like this.

Nick wouldn't have had that reaction if Dr. Elliot had really been killed.

"Hey."

Erin walked in with a man: "This is the guy from the fire brigade, he saw the driver this morning."

Everyone greeted one after another, and then moved out of the way.

The fireman walked up to the one-way glass, didn't look at it for a few seconds, then shook his head and said:
"He's not that driver."

(End of this chapter)