My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

With clues, it is natural to find the right one.

In a small auto repair shop, they successfully found the garbage truck driver's wife tied to a chair.

By the way, all the money that was stolen was recovered.

Those people found a way to put all the money into the cracks of a car. If they hadn't informed them, there would be no way to find it.

Of course, this is not unconditional.

In exchange, Ethan is required to make appropriate pleas to the prosecutor's office.

In order to complete the case beautifully, he naturally agreed. In any case, the other party did not hurt anyone, and he would not hold on to it.

I also had a few hours of friendship with myself, and it was just a piece of cake.

After successfully solving the case and adding a new practical skill, Ethan was in a good mood. He left the scene to the patrol officers who came from behind to handle it, and drove back to the police station with a few people from the intelligence team.

Later, there are other things to be busy with.

Not to mention, with the blessing of skills, driving is much smoother.

I don’t know how to describe it, but it feels like I am controlling my body.

This feeling is a bit overwhelming.

Ethan kept pumping the accelerator and began to test new abilities.

Although he was driving a pickup truck, he drove with the momentum of a supercar. There was a violent roar, and the vehicle moved smoothly from side to side, quickly throwing away the cars behind him.

"Squeak~"

The tires rubbed violently, and the pickup truck swung sideways to the front of the parking space.

Press the accelerator again and park firmly inside. The position is impartial. The obsessive-compulsive disorder will feel very cured when you see it.

"Haha."

Ethan smiled, patted the steering wheel a few times, opened the door and got out of the car.

Spread your legs and walk quickly up the steps.

When he came to the reception hall, he stopped.

As soon as his figure appeared, the dozen or so patrol officers in the hall all stopped what they were doing and stared at him. The next moment, thunderous applause sounded, accompanied by sharp whistles.

"All right."

Ethan felt secretly happy, but his expression was extremely calm. He pressed his hands down: "I know, I am the most handsome in the 21st Precinct."

"But you people don't need to applaud like this."

"Hahaha."

There was a burst of laughter, and the Chicago police officers continued to busy themselves with the matter at hand.

"They're because of your hostage exchange."

Platt adjusted his glasses and said with a smile: "This kind of thing can often be seen in movies, but it's just a movie, so you should be able to understand that they were just appreciating your heroic behavior."

"It's spontaneous and you deserve it."

Things that ordinary people can easily do will not be put on the big screen in movies.

The act of exchanging hostages is extremely dangerous.

Not to mention whether they are willing or not, even the police department will never support this kind of behavior.

"Ethan."

There was an exclamation from the side, and the next moment, a petite figure rushed forward.

Like an octopus, it wraps itself tightly around itself.

The breath of the young and beautiful girl hit his nostrils, making Ethan's nose itchy. He quickly patted Karen's back and motioned her to go down: "What's going on? Why did you come here?"

This sentence was said to Lip who was following from behind.

"A patrolman brought us back."

Lip scratched his curly hair and shrugged: "I said I need to cooperate in making some records. We just finished handling the matter."

While he was talking, Karen came down reluctantly.

This little girl's eyes were full of water.

A young and beautiful girl looked at him with eyes full of admiration and longing. Ethan couldn't bear it, so he covered his fists and coughed: "How are you? Have you contacted Fiona?"

Karen's acting skills can be rated ten points.

The watery look she had when she looked at Ethan just now was quickly withdrawn, but she couldn't see anything unusual.

"No."

Lip on the side didn't take it to heart, shook his head and said: "There is no need to let her know about this kind of thing."

Anyway, what happened has happened, so why worry about one more person. "correct."

He asked excitedly: "Have you caught all those robbers?"

Karen nodded, looking curious.

A pair of big eyes, flickering.

What they experienced today was enough for them to brag about for half a year, and they were naturally curious about the subsequent development.

"Ah."

Ethan waved his hand and said, "I've caught you. Let's go. I'll take you back."

There is no need to let them know too much about their work. These two people definitely don't have cars. Although there are many follow-up matters to be dealt with, it is still no problem to give them a ride.

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Lip didn't dare to ask again.

Listening to the conversation, it was obvious that these people knew each other. Pratt shrugged and grabbed the clipboard.

Although it was a coincidence, she didn't dare to gossip about Ethan.

Several people walked out of the police station and after questioning, they learned that Karen was helping her mother go to the bank to handle some matters today.

Lip had nothing to do and stayed with her.

Unexpectedly, I experienced such a thrilling scene.

The two didn't say anything, but it was obvious that they were a little scared.

Seeing this, Ethan simply told them that the robbers were all women, and picked out some interesting things to tell them, making the two guys stunned.

This sense of curiosity successfully diluted the fear of having a gun pointed at his head.

Talking about everything along the way, they managed to distract the two people's attention. The vehicle soon arrived at Gallagher's house. Ethan glanced around and slammed on the brakes when he saw the people in the side yard.

Frank ruffled his messy hair and turned his back to them to release water toward the guardrail inside.

A gust of wind blew, bringing a strong smell of alcohol.

The guy trembled and staggered towards an old van parked in the side yard. He opened the door with eyes wide open and jumped in.

This move caused a cry of dissatisfaction.

Immediately afterwards, in the car, a blond middle-aged woman sat up.

She yawned and got out of the car.

He found a corner with familiarity, and after two or three movements, he squatted down naturally.

"Waterfa."

Ethan quickly looked away and looked at Lip blankly: "What the hell is going on? Why is Monica here?"

That woman was Lip's mother.

The last time he left with a strong black woman, why did he suddenly come back now?

He didn't say anything about what he did just now.

Each of these two couples is weirder than the other, and Ethan will not find it strange if they do anything.

"It's been a few days."

Lip shook his head and said helplessly: "Can you believe it, she suddenly appeared in front of us like this and said she would stay and take care of us."

"In fact, Monica should have broken up with her girlfriend."

"Fiona naturally wouldn't let her in."

He sighed and continued: "As you know, Frank has been living on the streets for a while since Karen's mother stopped accepting him."

"After these two people reunited, they got together."

"And as you can see, they took over the cars in the yard and turned it into their residence."

"Yes."

Karen also nodded quickly and said with a look of disdain: "Frank and Monica also threatened Fiona that if she dared to drive them away, they would report themselves to the Department of Children and Family Services."

Ethan looked at Lip in a daze, and the other party nodded seriously:
"Yes, they just reported themselves."

It must be said that Frank's brain circuit is very unusual, but he also succeeded in grasping Fiona's fatal weakness. He fought to die together and did not want to sleep on the street again.

"Fake."

Ethan cursed lowly and waved his hand quickly: "Get out of the car, I still have things to do."

It's okay, don't mess with Frank, this bullshit plaster.

Now, he just wants to run away quickly. (End of chapter)