My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 62
At this time, Rebecca also came over.

"What are you two talking about?"

Ethan took a bite of his sandwich and gave Proctor a quick wink
"It's nothing. I just told your uncle that I know someone who works as a real estate agency and can help you find a house."

"Why help me find a house, I live well now."

Ethan stepped aside, and Rebecca sat down happily after glancing at Proctor.

Proctor looked at Ethan calmly, not knowing what he was going to say.

"Didn't you just say that you will start your new life in the future?"

"Then why not start with a new residence, and let your uncle buy you a car." After speaking, Ethan winked at Rebecca.

Rebecca's eyes lit up immediately, thinking of owning a car of her own, she looked at Proctor eagerly.

"OK, no problem."

Proctor understood Ethan's meaning, what he did, and the strippers at home usually came and went, it was really not suitable for Rebecca's permanent residence, he smiled and rubbed Rebecca's head.

"Thank you" Rebecca squeezed her fist happily

"I won't bother you about the house, I will find it for Rebecca."

"I'll do whatever you want."

"Rebecca, let's go first, there is still something to be busy."

After Proctor nodded to Ethan, he got up and left with the reluctant Rebecca.

Ethan tapped on the table, looking at Proctor and Rebecca leaving.

In the future, the two of them will not live under the same roof, and hope that some things will not happen again.

After breakfast, Ethan left the meal fee and generous tip, said hello to Dahlia, and left the restaurant.

Usually, when the two were on patrol, Siobhan always talked endlessly, but today he was unusually silent. Ethan grabbed the steering wheel and reached out to touch her forehead, but Siobhan slapped her away.

"what are you doing?"

"Let me see if you have a fever. Why are you so quiet today?"

"You have a fever."

After Siobhan was silent for a while, he cleared his throat, and Ethan smiled secretly, knowing that she had something to say.

"Mrs. Hopewell has moved out."

"what's the situation?"

Siobhan said word by word: "Carly Hopewell, the wife of District Attorney Gordon, the woman who went to rescue Hood with us last time, remember?"

"Of course." Ethan nodded, "Where did she move to?"

"The Valley Inn."

"I saw her when I came to work in the morning and had a chat with her and now she and Gordon are separated."

Siobhan sighed, "She doesn't know if it's worth it for Hood."

Ethan knew that she was thinking of her divorce experience, and shook his head with a smile.

Siobhan couldn't stand him like this, so he patted Ethan on the shoulder hard
"Just say what you have to say."

Ethan glanced at her, and said slowly: "Then have you ever thought about whether Gordon's efforts over the past decade or so are worth it?"

After a brief silence, Siobhan sighed
"exactly."

At this time, a car rushed out of the intersection, and Ethan slammed on the brakes in fright. The two looked at each other. Siobhan reached out and dialed it. Immediately it sounded.

The vehicle that ran the red light saw the police car behind it, drove forward for a certain distance, and then pulled over and stopped.

"The owner of the Ford in front, turn off the engine, put the key on the roof, and wait for inspection."

Under Ethan's yelling, the vehicle in front quickly turned off and rolled down the window. The driver stretched out his hand and shook the key, then put the key on the roof of the car.

Ethan put down the megaphone, got off the car with Siobhan and walked forward on both sides.

He didn't rush forward to check. After standing behind the Ford SUV and observing for a while, he patted the taillights and walked forward.

Looking at the white woman on the co-pilot, Ethan removed his hands from the Glock, stepped forward and took the car keys from the roof.

"Sir, you drove dangerously just now and ran a red light, do you know?"

"Please show it..." Ethan choked back half of what he had said, and the thin, bespectacled Caucasian male driver firmly grasped the steering wheel with both hands, holding various documents in his hands.

"Officer, I have prepared the driver's license, vehicle registration form and insurance policy. I'm really sorry. I didn't pay attention just now. My wife is pregnant and has an upset stomach. I am in a hurry to send her to the hospital."

The man with glasses looked nervous, and then he moved away, and the white woman in the white shirt on the co-pilot put her hands on her stomach, and her face was covered with sweat.

She noticed Ethan's gaze and groaned twice in pain.

"Sit first," Ethan said to him, then walked back with his ID, and Siobhan also came from the other side.

"Why don't you forget it, anyway, there was no car at the intersection just now, just give him a warning."

Siobhan couldn't bear to look at the woman in the co-pilot, and said to Ethan.

"Okay, then give him a verbal warning."

Ethan thought about it with his ID, and decided to let the driver go.

He returned to the driver's seat and handed the ID to the man with glasses, "I'll give you a verbal warning this time, you can't do this kind of behavior again, understand?"

"I see, thank you officer, by the way, where is my key?" The man with glasses asked with a smile after receiving the documents.

"Wait a minute, I'll bring it to you."

Ethan reached into his trouser pocket and was about to take out the keys when his eyes suddenly stopped, and his eyes fell on the red high-heeled shoes on the pregnant woman's feet and the small black package at her feet.

"Ma'am, can you open that package of yours and have a look?"

As soon as the words fell, the woman in the shirt looked cold and sat up straight. A small lady's pistol suddenly appeared in her hand.

The moment "Shet" saw the pistol, Ethan quickly dodged.

"Siobhan"

Ethan yelled, and then ran towards his police car, with bullets whistling behind him.

Siobhan heard the gunshot, quickly pulled out the pistol from the holster, and opened fire to cover Ethan.

"Fack, the key is still with the note."

The man with eyes cursed angrily, took out a revolver from under the seat, opened the car door and fired continuously at the back.

The bullets landed on the police car, crackling, and the windows shattered.

Ethan finally had a chance to get the Glock out, and fired back and forth, while Siobhan retreated behind the police car.

At this time, there was a loud noise suddenly.

Under the sound, the police car shook and shook. Ethan took the opportunity to escape from behind the police car, and Glock's muzzle kept spewing bullets, knocking the man with glasses to the ground.

Seeing this, the girl in the shirt hurriedly turned her gun.

"boom"

The shirt girl's head snapped, a stream of blood exploded from her neck, and she collapsed to the ground. Siobhan walked out from the other side with guns in both hands.

After stepping forward to take a look at the corpse lying on the ground, Ethan let out a sigh of relief and put the Glock back into the holster.

Not far ahead, a puff of smoke rose.

(End of this chapter)