My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 92
"Hey, are you sure you can go to work? We'll be fine."

Emmet stood up and clapped hands with Ethan seriously.

Ethan clenched fists with Emmett again, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, it's just a minor injury, it will be fine soon."

The black tall Emmett has always been the most low-key one in the police station. Unlike Brock, he never goes to those places where there are flowers and grass, and he usually does things in a peaceful manner.

He always stood up for his colleagues when something happened.

Before Hood was admitted to the hospital and he was admitted to the hospital, he could be seen waiting all night. Ethan has always had a great affection for him.

After returning to the chair and sitting down, Siobhan walked over with two big pieces of cake with a smile on his face, and put one of them in front of him.

"this is for you."

Ethan shook his head, picked up the cake, and put it on Siobhan's table.

"Thanks, you know I don't like eating this."

Siobhan was stunned for a moment, biting his fork and looking at the two pieces of cake in front of him, wondering which piece to eat first.

While Ethan was patrolling aimlessly, Siobhan's eager voice came from the radio on his shoulder.

"Who's this side of Oak Street?"

He braced himself and hit the radio.

"I'm here."

Siobhan said anxiously: "Come to my position, I'm in trouble."

"Go right away."

Ethan turned off the radio, turned the steering wheel and drove towards the location Siobhan provided.

Siobhan's police car was soon seen pulling up to the side of the road and he pulled his own into it.

As soon as he got out of the car, he heard Siobhan's shout behind the house, and he hurriedly stepped on the lawn to the backyard.

In the backyard, Siobhan was standing next to a well, holding on to a string stretching into the well with both hands.

Behind her stood a 80-[-]-year-old silver-haired old woman, also struggling to hold on to the rope.

"Siobhan, what's the matter?"

Seeing his voice, Siobhan hurriedly turned around.

"Come here and think of a way, Katie has fallen into the well."

Ethan hurriedly quickened his pace, walked to the edge of the well, and leaned over to look inside.

Inside the well, a thin white figure was soaking in the well water.

I saw her looking up in horror, holding the bucket thrown in the well tightly with both hands.

Ethan estimated the height, and the water level below was about seven or eight meters above the wellhead.

Siobhan's forehead was sweating, and he said hastily:
"I tried to pull her up just now, but she didn't have enough strength, and I was afraid that the rope would break suddenly."

Ethan reached out to take the rope, and his hand sank. Although the buoyancy of the water offset part of the child's weight, the weight was not light. Siobhan persisted for a few minutes just now, no wonder his forehead was sweating.

After Siobhan let go, he let out a soft breath.

"Call the fire rescue?"

Ethan freed a hand to press the radio, but Siobhan reached out to stop him.

Siobhan shook her head slightly, then she turned around and asked:

"Lady Isabella, do you have thick rope at home? Longer ones."

The silver-haired Mrs. Isabella just wanted to nod, but shook her head again.

She pointed to the small house not far away, and said anxiously:

"I don't know either. The tools Katie's father bought before are all stored in the utility room over there. Little Siobhan, can you go find them?"

"Okay, no problem, don't worry, we will definitely rescue Katie."

After Siobhan comforted her, he spread his legs and ran towards the utility room.

After Isabella forced a smile to Ethan, she walked to the well and shouted to the bottom:

"Katie, hold on, Aunt Siobhan will rescue you soon."

Katie nodded quickly, and Ethan could tell that she had been soaking in it for a while. The little girl's face was pale from the cold, and her mouth was trembling.

After a while, Siobhan ran over panting with a bundle of hemp rope thick as a thumb.

Ethan watched as she untied her duty belt, threw it on the ground, then picked up the rope and tied it around her body.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Ethan asked hastily, and he had to say that it was still dangerous.

Siobhan knew that Ethan's strength was different from ordinary people, so he looked at him firmly, "I'm sure, can you stand it?"

Seeing her persistence, Ethan nodded heavily and said:
"no problem."

After Ethan tied the string in his hand around his waist, he stretched his feet and straddled the wellhead steadily.

After Siobhan handed the hemp rope to Ethan, she sat on the edge of the well. After taking a deep breath, she said to Ms. Isabella:

"Don't worry, I will rescue Katie."

Isabella looked at Siobhan worriedly, "Be careful too."

Siobhan nodded, she grabbed the edge of the well, and rubbed down without hesitation, and soon, only her fingers were still scratching the top.

"are you ready?"

Siobhan's voice came from below. After taking a deep breath, Ethan shouted to the following:
"let go."

After the words fell, Siobhan loosened his hands, and Ethan felt the rope in his hands suddenly sink, and was immediately held tightly by him.

After adjusting his breathing, he slowly lowered Siobhan down.

After gritting his teeth and alternating his hands for a dozen times, Ethan finally felt a lightness in his hands. Looking down, Siobhan had fallen into the water, holding the little girl in his arms.

"Can you still hold on?" Siobhan's empty voice came from the bottom of the well.

Ethan gritted his teeth and shook his sore arms, because he was afraid that the edge of the well would break the rope, so he adopted this most exhausting method.

At this moment, a handkerchief was stretched out, and Ethan was stunned. Ms. Isabella helped him wipe the sweat off his face, and then she also stretched out her thin hands, and firmly grasped the rope.

"Let's come together, young man."

Seeing her encouraging eyes, Ethan also mustered up all his strength immediately, with veins popping up in his arm, he grabbed the rope and pulled it upwards.

With his and Isabella's efforts, Siobhan rose slowly.

At this moment, Ethan only felt a burning pain in his palm, but he couldn't care less about it.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps approaching quickly, and the next moment, a pair of big dark hands also firmly grasped the rope.

Ethan looked up, and Emmett also appeared beside him.

"Hey, why don't you wait for me." Emmet grinned.

Ethan breathed a sigh of relief, "Dude, you came just in time."

With the joint efforts of the three, Siobhan and the little girl in her arms were quickly pulled up.

Ethan and Emmett decline Ms. Isabella's invitation to come in for tea, while Siobhan and Isabella return inside with a frightened little Katie.

Watching the police car going away from Emmett, Ethan pulled up his pants and sat on the curb, taking out a cigarette with trembling fingers.

After a while, footsteps sounded, walking to his side.

Ethan handed over the cigarette case and lighter, and Siobhan took the cigarette.

When he retracted his hand, Siobhan grabbed it and opened his palm, leaving a bright red bloodstain in the middle.

After watching for a while, Siobhan let go of Ethan's hand and whispered:

"Thank you."

(End of this chapter)