My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"NO."

The person on the other side flatly refused and said without stopping: "Just you and me, outside the theater next to Millennium Park, at 8:30 tonight."

"Dududu."

Before Erin could say anything, Yates hung up the phone.

The room fell into silence.

Everyone frowned and thought hard, wondering what the purpose of Yates's invitation to meet was.

"I'm going to see him."

Erin raised her head and looked at Ethan: "If you want to know what he is doing, this is the only way!"

"As long as you are watching, nothing will happen."

At this point, there is no other way but to go over and have some contact with him to see what kind of medicine he is selling in his gourd.

Of course, the means just now must also be arranged.

"Can."

Ethan nodded slowly and looked at the mouse: "Speed ​​up your movements, I want to monitor this guy as soon as possible."

"Understood." The mouse shrugged.

Monitoring is not difficult, the difficulty lies in permissions.

If it is illegal eavesdropping, the information obtained will not be of any use, and it is easy for the other party's lawyer to undermine the credibility of all the evidence and testimony provided by the police from this point.

"I'm going to the prosecutor's office."

Antonio grabbed his coat and ran downstairs without saying a word.

To apply for a relevant warrant, there must be certain evidence and clues as support, but they were all just guesses and could not produce any real evidence. He could only use the past to let the relationship go.

He has better connections there than Hank.

"What does Yates want?"

Ethan looked at Olivia, who was the expert in this area.

"First."

Olivia straightened up her black suit and said thoughtfully: "The fact that he took the initiative to call us proves that this guy feels the pressure, and the other party also understands that we are targeting him."

"Surrender yourself."

"Toying with Erin."

"At this time, everything he does is normal."

"second."

Looking at everyone, Olivia pursed her lips and said, "You must have come into contact with drug addicts, right?"

"In the beginning, Ye Zi."

"Later, it became meatballs, flour, and ice cubes. What is this for?"

"Um."

Nadia raised her hands and tried to follow their thoughts: "It turns out those things are no longer stimulating enough. I'm tired of it. I need something stronger to get a more stimulating feeling."

This is basically telling her own mental journey.

However, she has put those down.

And don’t mind mentioning it.

"That's right."

Olivia looked at her appreciatively, but she didn't expect this little girl to understand so thoroughly. She cleared her throat:

"That's my second point."

"More than ten years have passed. Yates is tired of the original model, and now he wants to pursue new excitement."

"Maybe the other party wouldn't think of doing this kind of thing specifically."

"But subconsciously, it will drive him."

"I hope my guess is wrong, I really don't want this to happen."

Hearing this, Rusek swallowed his saliva.

That guy is already perverted and crazy enough, and now he wants to play new tricks.

"I do not understand."

Nadia didn't understand the next few words. She spread her hands curiously: "What kind of new excitement is it?"

"Ding ding ding."

Ethan tapped his fingers on the police badge hanging on his waist, making a dense crisp sound:

"Challenge the police."

"That's right."

Olivia clenched her fists: "The vast majority of serial murderers will eventually reach this point, intentionally or unintentionally provoking law enforcement agencies."

In the office, there was a lot of smoke.

The outside was busy with tonight's events, and the people inside were not idle either.

The flame was just ignited and then extinguished.

Ethan put his feet on the table and played with the lighter repeatedly: "Actually, we have basically confirmed that Yates is the murderer, why do we still play such a dangerous game with him?"

"If you don't spare an hour, I'll sink him."

"Cough~~~"

There was a dry cough on the other side, Hank picked up the cup and looked outside.

"Don't worry, they can't hear you."

Shaking his toes again, Ethan slowly exhaled a puff of smoke: "You know, I bought a yacht, which is very convenient to handle."

"That's your toy."

A vein on Hank's forehead jumped, and a hoarse voice sounded: "Or is it your corpse ship?"

"Being a police officer for so long."

"I thought you could understand that killing people can't solve all problems."

"As long as it solves 90% of the problem." Ethan turned on the massage switch of the office chair and closed his eyes to feel the vibration: "And there is no trouble, it is clean, fast, and extremely cost-effective."

The way the other party behaves is an understatement.

What he said was extremely terrifying.

Hank was used to him being like this and slowly put out the cigarette butt:

"Where's the other ten percent?"

"I'm not talking about legal justice and system maintenance, but about the families of the victims. Unless you can tell them that the murderer has been killed by you yourself."

"Otherwise, you won't be able to erase the pain in their hearts."

"As far as they're concerned, the killer just ran away."

"disappeared."

He leaned back and looked at the ceiling with sigh: "If you go to Chinatown and have another chance to meet the parents of those girls, and look at their indifferent eyes, you will know how important it is to bring criminals to justice."

When the time comes, almost everyone gathers in the garage to prepare for action.

Any emergencies must be considered.

Ethan shook out a soda from the snack vending machine and headed to the garage.

"Hey~"

A furtive sound was heard.

Turning her head, Nadia was struggling to hold a large cardboard box, hiding in the corner and winking at herself.

"Erin is in the garage."

"Snapped."

Ethan opened the lid of the can and took a big gulp: "What did you get?"

"Streamers and neon strips."

Nadia held the box and walked over with a smile: "All kinds of meals and candies have been delivered. Pratt asked people to put them on the reception desk first, and then move them up later. I will arrange these things first."

"You will be pleasantly surprised when you come back soon."

Due to emergencies, plans can only be changed temporarily.

"correct."

She pushed her knees up and hugged the box tightly: "I have to get the cake later, but I don't have a car."

"piece of cake."

Ethan said nonchalantly: "You know where to put the keys to the backup mobile vehicle. You can pick one by yourself."

"Uh-huh."

Nadia nodded repeatedly and walked quickly up the steps.

You know, you know, but you still need to make the necessary applications. This is the police station.

It's okay if there are no rules.

"do not forget."

Stopping again, she warned uneasily: "Remember to call me in advance before you come back."

"clear"

Ethan raised the soda can high, waved his hands and walked to the garage next to him:

"Roger, you are Boss in this matter."

"Bang."

The partition door closed and his figure disappeared.

"Didi didi."

Nadia opened the combination lock with a smile, ran upstairs happily with the carton in her arms, her long curly brown hair swaying left and right. (End of chapter)