My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town
Chapter 562
Chapter 562
"No."
Mrs. Caston waved her hand quickly: "I'm a housewife."
"My husband is a nice man. He usually speaks in a low voice, let alone quarreling with others."
Ethan ignored her, but looked at Gary.
Even if they share the same bed, it doesn't mean she understands her husband.
When handling a case, we must consider all aspects thoroughly and never let go of any doubts.
"My wife was right."
Gary shook his head: "I can't think of anyone I know who would do such a thing."
"Ok."
Ethan closed the notebook: "Can you give me a recent photo of Casey?"
"No problem at all."
Mrs. Caston quickly took out her mobile phone: "I took this picture for him in the morning."
On the screen, there is a cute little boy with blond hair, wearing a Superman costume and a red cape on the back.
Ethan took out his phone, took a picture on the screen, and sent it to Gene.
The latter will send this photo to all corners of the city, including the news media, and it will be broadcast throughout the city.
"Thank you for your cooperation, we can leave the next thing to us."
Hank, who had been standing silently behind just now, stepped forward. He took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Mrs. Caston: "If you still think of anything, you can call me at any time."
"I will." Mrs. Caston held the business card in her hand and said excitedly:
"Please, make sure to bring Casey back."
The two walked out of the house together, and Ethan pressed the intercom to tell Pratt about Kathy Caston's physical characteristics.
After a while, the walkie-talkie on the shoulder of the patrol next to him rang.
The content reported by the main station is exactly what he learned just now.
I have to admit that when it comes to children, the efficiency shown by these people is indeed frighteningly high.
"Hey."
Antonio and Sumner came over: "We walked around the neighborhood, there aren't any surveillance cameras here."
As expected, it is strange to have cameras in this kind of neighborhood.
"Everyone in this circle has asked."
The remaining four people came back one after another, and Orlinsky patted the notebook and continued: "I didn't see any suspicious people or vehicles."
"Notify the patrol team to send additional manpower in several nearby areas."
Hank waved his hand and continued: "All the surveillance cameras that can be found nearby are pulled out and checked step by step."
"I'm going to contact the helicopter, and the air search must follow."
It is not an exaggeration to call a helicopter, it is a routine procedure.
Helicopters can be arranged for high-speed pursuits, and Amber Alert is naturally no problem.
Everyone dispersed, and Ethan looked left and right, but he was the only one left behind by these guys.
Putting away the notebook, he went straight across the road.
There is a solitary small building with a white exterior wall. There are two or three dead trees in the yard, and the viaduct is more than ten meters away.
"Bump bump."
Ethan knocked on the door, maybe the people here noticed something.
"coming."
There was a crisp sound from inside, and the door opened with a click.
"Chicago police."
Ethan flashed his police badge and looked at the people inside.
The one who opened the door was a blond Caucasian chick, about sixteen or seventeen years old, who looked very pure, with a hint of coquettishness.
A small piece of white bath towel was wrapped around her body.
The chest is slightly bulging, and the skin on the shoulders is fair and delicate, with little drops of water on it.
"Hi!"
When the white girl saw Ethan, her eyes lit up, and when she noticed the police badge on his belt, she felt a little watery.
"Is there anything I can do for you, Officer."
The white chick held on to the wall next to her with one hand and posed awkwardly.
The towel slid down with her movement, and there was no thread underneath.
Youth, sunshine.
Small, but very inviting.
"Oh hiss."
Before he could speak, the white girl slowly knelt down to pick up the towel, and at the same time turned her head and shouted: "Hey, idiot, this police officer saw me like this, do you want to teach him a lesson too?"
I don't know what happened, but Ethan is right.
Without squinting, he watched the girl wrap the towel around her body again.
"Feel sorry!"
In the living room next to him, a middle-aged white man walked quickly, his face was full of embarrassment: "I'm Eddie Jackson."
"This is my daughter, Karen."
"She is in the rebellious period of youth, please forgive her behavior just now."
"Fakyu."
The white girl Karen raised her middle finger at him: "You are the rebellious youth, I will continue to take a bath now, and I will find a banana later."
"What do you think, Daddy!!!"
Putting down her harsh words, she licked her lips at Ethan, and ran up the stairs beside her.
While running, a touch of gold is looming.
This shit is not called the youth rebellious period, the explosive period is almost the same.
Ethan let out a breath, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with twitching eyes and shrugged, "Sorry, I didn't see anything."
"You should know what happened on the other side, right?"
"I just want to ask a few questions and take up your time."
"Water!"
A bang sounded from inside, and Frank came out with a plate of scrambled eggs, and shouted in shock: "It's you."
His fingers trembled: "I said I seemed to see you just now."
"Great gift Shet, are you a policeman?"
"God."
As Frank spoke, he spun around excitedly: "What the hell are you a policeman?"
"Why are you here?"
Seeing his homely attire, Ethan asked curiously.
Frank bounced on the spot a few times before he calmed down. He brushed his messy hair back and stammered to introduce: "This is my friend, Eddie."
"By the way, this is Sheila."
A middle-aged Caucasian woman came out from inside, holding a spatula in her hand, and greeted Ethan cautiously.
His demeanor and behavior are very weird, and it feels like he is very repulsive to strangers.
"She's Eddie's wife."
Frank put his arms around Sheila's waist, and said in a shy voice, "It's also my partner in life."
Ethan didn't bother to think about the twists and turns in the middle. He had already learned from Fiona that her father dared not do big evils, but kept doing small evils, and his daily life was full of tricks and deceptions.
So he didn't bother to care about these things, and looked directly at Eddie:
"Did you notice anything unusual this morning? For example, strangers or something."
"No."
Regarding the matter of Frank hugging his wife, Eddie was calm, he shook his head: "I didn't see anything, the police have already asked about it before."
"OK, thanks."
Ethan closed the notebook and was about to leave.
"Wait a moment."
Frank put the breakfast plate on the table next to him, and rushed forward quickly: "There is an unsettled account between us."
He gritted his teeth and looked at Ethan: "I know you have an affair with Fiona."
"Then you must have met Kevin and Veronica too."
Frank felt a little hard to breathe: "So last time, at the Eleber Bar, you and Kevin cheated me out of hundreds of dollars."
"Please."
Ethan spread his hands and said with a grievance on his face, "Why do you say that, aren't we friends?"
"Didn't you invite me to drink that night?"
"If you say that, you don't respect the friendship between us."
"I don't listen to such nonsense." Frank looked straight at him, and stretched out his palm: "Pay back the money."
(End of this chapter)
"No."
Mrs. Caston waved her hand quickly: "I'm a housewife."
"My husband is a nice man. He usually speaks in a low voice, let alone quarreling with others."
Ethan ignored her, but looked at Gary.
Even if they share the same bed, it doesn't mean she understands her husband.
When handling a case, we must consider all aspects thoroughly and never let go of any doubts.
"My wife was right."
Gary shook his head: "I can't think of anyone I know who would do such a thing."
"Ok."
Ethan closed the notebook: "Can you give me a recent photo of Casey?"
"No problem at all."
Mrs. Caston quickly took out her mobile phone: "I took this picture for him in the morning."
On the screen, there is a cute little boy with blond hair, wearing a Superman costume and a red cape on the back.
Ethan took out his phone, took a picture on the screen, and sent it to Gene.
The latter will send this photo to all corners of the city, including the news media, and it will be broadcast throughout the city.
"Thank you for your cooperation, we can leave the next thing to us."
Hank, who had been standing silently behind just now, stepped forward. He took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Mrs. Caston: "If you still think of anything, you can call me at any time."
"I will." Mrs. Caston held the business card in her hand and said excitedly:
"Please, make sure to bring Casey back."
The two walked out of the house together, and Ethan pressed the intercom to tell Pratt about Kathy Caston's physical characteristics.
After a while, the walkie-talkie on the shoulder of the patrol next to him rang.
The content reported by the main station is exactly what he learned just now.
I have to admit that when it comes to children, the efficiency shown by these people is indeed frighteningly high.
"Hey."
Antonio and Sumner came over: "We walked around the neighborhood, there aren't any surveillance cameras here."
As expected, it is strange to have cameras in this kind of neighborhood.
"Everyone in this circle has asked."
The remaining four people came back one after another, and Orlinsky patted the notebook and continued: "I didn't see any suspicious people or vehicles."
"Notify the patrol team to send additional manpower in several nearby areas."
Hank waved his hand and continued: "All the surveillance cameras that can be found nearby are pulled out and checked step by step."
"I'm going to contact the helicopter, and the air search must follow."
It is not an exaggeration to call a helicopter, it is a routine procedure.
Helicopters can be arranged for high-speed pursuits, and Amber Alert is naturally no problem.
Everyone dispersed, and Ethan looked left and right, but he was the only one left behind by these guys.
Putting away the notebook, he went straight across the road.
There is a solitary small building with a white exterior wall. There are two or three dead trees in the yard, and the viaduct is more than ten meters away.
"Bump bump."
Ethan knocked on the door, maybe the people here noticed something.
"coming."
There was a crisp sound from inside, and the door opened with a click.
"Chicago police."
Ethan flashed his police badge and looked at the people inside.
The one who opened the door was a blond Caucasian chick, about sixteen or seventeen years old, who looked very pure, with a hint of coquettishness.
A small piece of white bath towel was wrapped around her body.
The chest is slightly bulging, and the skin on the shoulders is fair and delicate, with little drops of water on it.
"Hi!"
When the white girl saw Ethan, her eyes lit up, and when she noticed the police badge on his belt, she felt a little watery.
"Is there anything I can do for you, Officer."
The white chick held on to the wall next to her with one hand and posed awkwardly.
The towel slid down with her movement, and there was no thread underneath.
Youth, sunshine.
Small, but very inviting.
"Oh hiss."
Before he could speak, the white girl slowly knelt down to pick up the towel, and at the same time turned her head and shouted: "Hey, idiot, this police officer saw me like this, do you want to teach him a lesson too?"
I don't know what happened, but Ethan is right.
Without squinting, he watched the girl wrap the towel around her body again.
"Feel sorry!"
In the living room next to him, a middle-aged white man walked quickly, his face was full of embarrassment: "I'm Eddie Jackson."
"This is my daughter, Karen."
"She is in the rebellious period of youth, please forgive her behavior just now."
"Fakyu."
The white girl Karen raised her middle finger at him: "You are the rebellious youth, I will continue to take a bath now, and I will find a banana later."
"What do you think, Daddy!!!"
Putting down her harsh words, she licked her lips at Ethan, and ran up the stairs beside her.
While running, a touch of gold is looming.
This shit is not called the youth rebellious period, the explosive period is almost the same.
Ethan let out a breath, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with twitching eyes and shrugged, "Sorry, I didn't see anything."
"You should know what happened on the other side, right?"
"I just want to ask a few questions and take up your time."
"Water!"
A bang sounded from inside, and Frank came out with a plate of scrambled eggs, and shouted in shock: "It's you."
His fingers trembled: "I said I seemed to see you just now."
"Great gift Shet, are you a policeman?"
"God."
As Frank spoke, he spun around excitedly: "What the hell are you a policeman?"
"Why are you here?"
Seeing his homely attire, Ethan asked curiously.
Frank bounced on the spot a few times before he calmed down. He brushed his messy hair back and stammered to introduce: "This is my friend, Eddie."
"By the way, this is Sheila."
A middle-aged Caucasian woman came out from inside, holding a spatula in her hand, and greeted Ethan cautiously.
His demeanor and behavior are very weird, and it feels like he is very repulsive to strangers.
"She's Eddie's wife."
Frank put his arms around Sheila's waist, and said in a shy voice, "It's also my partner in life."
Ethan didn't bother to think about the twists and turns in the middle. He had already learned from Fiona that her father dared not do big evils, but kept doing small evils, and his daily life was full of tricks and deceptions.
So he didn't bother to care about these things, and looked directly at Eddie:
"Did you notice anything unusual this morning? For example, strangers or something."
"No."
Regarding the matter of Frank hugging his wife, Eddie was calm, he shook his head: "I didn't see anything, the police have already asked about it before."
"OK, thanks."
Ethan closed the notebook and was about to leave.
"Wait a moment."
Frank put the breakfast plate on the table next to him, and rushed forward quickly: "There is an unsettled account between us."
He gritted his teeth and looked at Ethan: "I know you have an affair with Fiona."
"Then you must have met Kevin and Veronica too."
Frank felt a little hard to breathe: "So last time, at the Eleber Bar, you and Kevin cheated me out of hundreds of dollars."
"Please."
Ethan spread his hands and said with a grievance on his face, "Why do you say that, aren't we friends?"
"Didn't you invite me to drink that night?"
"If you say that, you don't respect the friendship between us."
"I don't listen to such nonsense." Frank looked straight at him, and stretched out his palm: "Pay back the money."
(End of this chapter)
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