My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Gas stations, stores.

On the small TV nearby, a black aunt wearing a chef's hat was constantly talking about cooking techniques.

Rhythmic sounds kept echoing in the room.

From time to time there were a few coughs.

Some people taking shelter from the rain were boredly playing with their mobile phones on the benches nearby.

In front of the counter, Ethan smoothed Lulu's hair and looked helplessly at the white aunt wearing a hat. Some people just don't know how to speak well. If you ask ABC, she will give you a D.

"Snapped."

He slapped the counter and asked in a deep voice: "I want to ask you for information, can you cooperate?"

"no problem."

Auntie nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

She cheerfully stretched out her hand and grabbed the twenty dollars that the other party was holding.

After pulling it, it didn't move at all.

"this person."

Ethan held down the money with one hand and held the phone in front of the other person with the other hand: "Have you seen it?"

"have."

The saleswoman answered the question straightforwardly without any hesitation.

His hand twitched again.

The banknote was still untouched.

"prove."

Ethan looked at the fat aunt and said: "Prove you have seen her before."

"Hey."

The fat aunt wrinkled her face and said: "I have really seen this person. He always had a smile on his face. He was very kind. He also helped an inconvenient pregnant woman carry some things to the counter."

"correct."

She pointed to the colorful cosmetics next to her and shrugged her majestic shoulders: "He also bought a bottle of nail polish, green."

"You know, men rarely buy this kind of stuff."

"So I'm very impressed."

"Uh-huh."

As soon as Ethan let go of his hand, the twenty dollars was instantly withdrawn by the other party.

Looking at the money in her hand happily, the fat aunt looked up at the happy-looking Ethan in confusion, and asked warily: "What do you do and why do you want to inquire about that person?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

Ethan pointed to the monitor above and said in a deep voice: "Let me check the monitoring, I need to see something."

"no."

The fat on the aunt's face swayed, and she simply refused: "The monitor is broken, so I can't see it."

The identity of the other party is unknown, so there is no need to cause trouble.

Anyone can meet anyone in her job, so it's better to be cautious.

"Snapped."

A picture of Franklin was photographed on the glass counter, and Ethan asked expressionlessly: "Is it still bad now?"

"guess what."

The fat on the aunt's face bloomed, and she quickly opened the cabinet door next to her: "I don't know what happened, but it got better on its own. Come in, and I will help you adjust the time when that person appears."

After some fiddling, Yates appeared on the video.

He walked around the store, bought some snacks and drinks, and then went to the counter to pay.

It's exactly the same as what this fat aunt said.

The guy was also holding a black bag in his hand. Based on the clues Irene had just given and the shape of the bag, Ethan speculated that it should contain items such as wrenches.

Cut to the scene outside, Yates walked around the gas station.

Perhaps, he was looking for a target to change his license plate.

But his plan was interrupted by a bearded driver. He quickly returned to the silver Camry, dealt with the man away, and got in the car.

"Zoom in here."

Ethan tapped on the monitoring screen and spoke to signal.

The vehicle did not leave immediately, but swayed slightly, and through the rear windshield, Yates could vaguely be seen waving his arms.

After a while, he drove away from the gas station with his headlights flashing.

Not only was there no chance to change the license plate, but Nadia was also in the car and still alive, which was great news.

Seeing this, Ethan quickly raised his watch.

Comparing the time above, just two hours ago, the tracking direction given by Jabo was no problem.

"Thanks."

Franklin threw it at the fat aunt, and Ethan quickly walked out of the counter, pushed open the glass door, and plunged into the wind and rain.

"how to say."

The aunt rubbed the hundred-dollar bills on her hands happily and said to herself: "Today seems to be my lucky day."

Carefully fold it up and tuck it into the majesty.

I patted it without feeling relieved.

Caused a shock.

"Click."

The sound of the hammer being broken was heard, and an old black man quickly rushed over and showed the small revolver in his hand: "Hey, fat butt, today is robbery day, take out all those little cuties for me."

"Including what you put on your body."

"If you don't cooperate, I don't mind reaching for it myself."

Looking at the big shining gold teeth and the dark muzzle of the gun in front of her, the fat aunt's face suddenly fell.

The rain is getting heavier.

There seemed to be no pause, and the Dodge Challenger seemed to be turning into a small boat in the ocean, driving hard.

Visibility was very poor.

Although Ethan was anxious, he could only slow down the car at this time.

There are far fewer vehicles on the road.

Perhaps out of fear of an accident, drivers passing by have chosen to find a place nearby to rest instead of rushing forward. Life is worth more than time.

"Uh-huh."

When I stepped on the accelerator, water splashed two to three meters high.

The potholed road also caused the vehicle to shake violently. Ethan slapped the steering wheel hard and cursed.

Whoever wants to say that America's infrastructure is doing well should be in a hurry now.

"Porphyrin."

A rapid whistle sounded, and a long-distance truck similar to Optimus Prime pierced the darkness and rushed up from the left side behind.

High chassis, wide tires.

And the good observation field allows it to not be afraid of such weather conditions and still drive quickly.

"Bang~"

The water spray hit the Dodge Challenger, and the driver sounded the horn proudly, as if it was something interesting.

Without saying a word, Ethan immediately lowered the car window.

Facing the rain, a Glock suddenly appeared in my hand. If you like to play, I will play with you.

"Buzz~~~"

Just then, the phone vibrated.

"explain."

The pistol disappeared in an instant, the car window rose, and Ethan pressed the answer button with a look of displeasure on his face.

"Yo." Jabo's voice was mixed in the wind and rain: "The bad news is that the weather in your area is very bad. The good news is that because of the bad weather, we captured a picture."

"It looks like that guy named Yates is also looking for shelter."

"Are you listening?"

The voice from Jiabo's side was intermittent.

"go on."

Ethan grabbed the phone and yelled: "I'm listening."

"Silverton."

A voice came from the other side, and Jiabo was also yelling loudly: "An hour and a half ago, he left the expressway and headed for this small town, but I lost his whereabouts. You should be able to see the road signs if you keep going."

"good luck."

Not only infrastructure, but also a lot of rubbish is covered by Merrill Lynch.

Especially in such a remote place and with such bad weather, seeing that the signal bar above was almost zero, Ethan had no choice but to put away his mobile phone.

Silverton.

He kept the name firmly in his mind.

The Dodge Challenger roared, pushing up two white waves from the water on the road, and drove forward quickly. (End of chapter)