My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 1175 The dog is driven into panic

The group of people stopped in front of Ethan.

"listen."

Roland met his gaze and said with disdain: "Is letting Carter be a mouse your best move?"

"If that's the case, there's nothing you can do to me during the hearing."

"Yeah?"

Ethan said expressionlessly: "The suspect is unwilling to enter the detention warehouse. He needs our help."

"Uh-huh."

As soon as these words came out, Roland jumped back like a monkey.

He often uses this little trick.

You can beat people up legally and reasonably, so you are very vigilant.

But seeing the other person standing there with a faint smile but not moving at all, Roland immediately understood that the bastard was teasing him. He breathed heavily and sneered: "It seems you don't believe what I say."

"Ask him about No. 219, I believe you can come up with a satisfactory answer."

"bump."

The iron gate was closed heavily, and the two people looked at each other.

In the morning, we took a bath together.

At night, there was a confrontation.

"Mr. Roland."

Ethan smiled at the guy, shrugged and said: "You need to be placed in protective custody before the hearing. I hope you can enjoy this wonderful night."

"Believe me I will."

Roland heard the familiar words and fired back with the same words the other party said when he took a bath today.

Satirize this guy's unscrupulous behavior.

After scanning around the people in the prison, Ethan nodded and turned around to leave. Just after taking a few steps, the heartbreaking sounds of vomiting sounded one after another from behind.

"Ugh~~~"

"puff!!!"

Upon hearing this voice, the expressions of everyone in the intelligence team and the supervising patrol policemen changed in shock.

The pace on his feet quickly accelerated.

"Morgan!"

Roland's angry voice sounded. He kicked the iron gate hard and shouted angrily: "You are so shameless!!!"

"vomit!"

"Number 219, what does that mean?"

Several people hurried up the stairs, and Horsted was a little puzzled: "Roland wouldn't mention a name casually, something must have happened in the meantime."

"Just ask and you'll find out."

Ethan paused for a moment, frowned and said, "As a second-hand preparation, you should also investigate in the system to see if there have been recent crimes, or if the 911 call mentioned this number."

"Also, launch an investigation into Carter's personal information."

"Investigations must be kept confidential."

"receive."

Antonio and Horsted looked at each other, their expressions becoming serious.

The sky darkens and the lights come on.

The main room was bright, and everyone was working overtime on this matter, trying to process the evidence more perfectly so as to avoid any problems in tomorrow's hearing.

In his own office, the lights were also on.

Ethan threw a cigarette into his mouth, calmed down, opened the door and walked in: "Hey, how's it going?"

"Chief Morgan."

The greetings came one after another, including Perry's.

"Feel sorry."

Carter nodded to Ethan and sighed softly: "I have told Director Boyt everything I know. I hope tomorrow's hearing will go well."

"Um."

Ethan shrugged and sat on the table, staring at this little black guy: "You'd better keep a low profile during this period. These people will always have a few friends."

"Now, you are the target."

As soon as he said this, Carter moved his body unnaturally.

Identity exposed.

Then corresponding dangers will naturally come.

"rest assured."

Perry nodded and said in a deep voice: "When the hearing ends tomorrow, he will go to the country holiday villa with me to rest for a while. I will trouble you about today's matters."

After speaking, he extended his hand to Ethan to express his thanks.

Hank had told him what happened today, and he knew that the other party had tried his best.

Although the results were less than ideal.

But that was his nephew's problem, so he couldn't blame the other party.

"It's my duty."

Holding Perry's hand, Ethan looked at Carter coldly: "By the way, what happened on No. 219?"

"What's the meaning?"

Xiao Hei raised his head, looking puzzled.

"Are you sure you tell us everything you know?" Ethan narrowed his eyes and leaned forward with an oppressive aura: "Is it possible that you forgot to tell us something."

Although he asked tactfully.

But the smell of interrogation could not be more obvious.

Everyone present could hear it, and Hank sat upright in his office chair and looked at Carter across from him.

He knew Ethan wouldn't ask this for no reason.

"I have nothing to hide."

Carter's breath was stagnant, and he looked at Perry again, stumbling a bit as he spoke: "Chief Morgan, it's me who is asking you for help, isn't it?"

"listen."

Ethan stood up and closed the door, pondered for a moment and then said:

"You are Director Perry's nephew, and Hank and I were both his staff, so I will tell you some things directly."

He flicked his fingers on the ashtray: "If you have done anything else with Roland besides the two hundred thousand dollars mentioned last time, it's best to tell it now and we will find a way to help you remedy it."

“Never tell half, keep half.”

"Meaningless."

Perry also turned sideways and looked at Carter with a frown.

"I swear."

Carter held the armrest tightly, his expression extremely serious: "There is absolutely nothing like what you imagined."

Hearing him say this, Perry breathed a sigh of relief.

"OK."

Ethan spread his hands: "Then why did Roland bring up the information No. 219?"

"This must be meant to confuse your vision."

Perry shook his head, smiled, and said, "You know, that kind of people will always find ways to bite them when faced with a crisis, especially Carter who exposed these people."

"It's not surprising at all to be targeted."

"Looking at our current reaction, it's obvious that Roland has achieved the effect he wanted."

"All right."

Ethan also smiled and put out the cigarette butt hard: "It seems that I fell into his trap, so you should go back and rest early. We will see you tomorrow."

After chatting for a few more words, the two got up and left.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at Perry and Carter's retreating figures, Hank skillfully grabbed the cigarette case that Ethan dropped on the table: "Perry's words actually make sense. What problems do you think there will be in this?"

"Of course it makes sense."

Tapping on the table gently, Ethan slowly shook his head: "There is a saying in the East that when a dog is cornered, it can jump up a high wall."

"Roland was handcuffed because of Carter."

"No matter how he bites, it's normal."

"But." Ethan frowned and looked at Hank: "Roland's reaction also seemed too calm. I can't confirm now who is the cornered dog in this case."

"We'll find out after the hearing tomorrow."

Hank replied silently, the cigarette butt in his hand flickering on and off, and puffs of smoke rose up. (End of chapter)

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