My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Precinct 21.

The atmosphere in the reception hall seemed very tense, and members of the SWAT tactical team surrounded the reception room.

The AR15 equipped with a scope was pointed at the blinds from all directions.

Horsted, among them.

After searching the basement for a while, he and Rusek and others returned to the police station because they were worried about rats, and set up guns with the tactical team.

There is no need for so many people at the crime scene.

"listen."

Ethan tugged on the Velcro and firmly fixed the bulletproof vest on the instant noodle-headed girl: "You will be standing behind me in a moment, so don't worry about anything, just tell me about Sarah."

Although she was a little scared, the woman nodded quickly.

Erin and Burgess supported each other, one on the left and the other on the right. After all, the other's body was still very weak.

"Give me."

Waving to the team commander again, Ethan took the walkie-talkie in his hand: "Everyone, listen, no one is allowed to shoot without my order!"

Although, the mouse is being held hostage.

But he still admired Fraser very much. Facts proved that the other party was not wrong and Sara was indeed in danger.

A father does this for his daughter.

Very valuable.

If there is a chance, he doesn't want that kind of inexplicable thing to happen to the other party.

For example, you receive a report that someone is about to commit suicide.

Then the patrol officer came to the door and killed the person who was about to commit suicide, successfully preventing the other person from committing suicide. This kind of nerve-wracking thing must never happen on his own hands.

Under the gaze of more than a dozen people at the scene, he grabbed the walkie-talkie and walked forward slowly.

"Fraser, it's me."

Standing next to the door, Ethan shouted inside: "Based on the information you provided, we found a thief who was stealing your daughter's credit card."

"you are right."

"Through that guy, we found a place."

"Rescued three girls from inside."

Noticing that the light spot began to move, he continued: "One of the girls knows Sara. Maybe you want to know what happened in the meantime and Sara's situation."

"How do I know if you're lying to me?"

Fraser's voice rang out, trembling as he said, "How do I know if you are trying to make me let down my guard?"

"Fakeyu!"

Ethan slapped the wall and cursed inside: "Mom, am I helping you? If you don't believe anything, why don't you go investigate the whereabouts of your daughter yourself?"

You can't just obey. You have to be tough when you should.

"Open the damn door."

He shouted inwardly: "Don't let me say it a second time, I have a bad temper!"

Two points of light began to move.

Soon the blinds on the door of the reception room were opened, and the mouse stared at the large group of people outside.

Fraser, however, was still hiding behind him.

But his breathing became rapid unknowingly, and he couldn't believe what the other party said. He had been searching for three whole months, but there were almost no clues.

In just the past three or four hours, the other party said that he had found someone who knew his daughter.

This doesn't make any sense.

"damn it."

Ethan twitched the corners of his mouth and said impatiently: "Open the door."

"prove."

Although Fraser was in a restless mood, he still shouted loudly: "Prove she knows Sarah!!!"

"Also, back off."

Hearing this, the instant noodle girl kept thinking, and two seconds later a name blurted out: "Bloulake, Sarah mentioned this place to me. It's a small hill not far from your town, right?"

"There's a cabin there."

"When Sarah was little, whenever you came home, you would take her there for vacations and barbecues."

"Creak~"

The blinds were lowered and the sound of desks being moved was heard.

Ethan quickly took a few steps back.

"Click."

The sound of the door lock turning was heard, and all the SWAT people around released their index fingers on the outside of the guard ring, ready to snap in at any time.

"continue."

The door opened a crack the size of a fist, and Fraser's urgent voice sounded: "Tell me more!!!"

"Sarah is strong."

The instant noodle girl's voice was filled with tears, and she sobbed: "Those people did not defeat her. She has been unwilling to give in in the face of beatings!"

"What have you done?"

The door continued to open, and Fraser shouted excitedly: "What did those bastards do to her?"

"There's nothing we can do."

Tears kept falling down her face, and the instant noodle girl's body was shaky, and her whole body collapsed: "Sometimes I would advise her to do what those people asked, so that she would suffer less."

"But she didn't want to. Sarah kept saying that her father would definitely show up."

"I will definitely try my best to save her."

Fraser's body became trembling and he pursed his lips tightly.

His face turned red and he couldn't help but take a step forward. A suppressed voice came out of his throat:

"Tell me she's still alive!"

"Um."

Ethan snorted and said with certainty: "We believe Sarah must still be alive, and we are now sorting out clues at the scene, which will soon lead us to where your daughter is."

"That's right."

The instant noodle-headed girl cried and nodded: "She is still alive, nothing can knock her down."

"Why?"

Fraser had been struggling alone for more than three months. Now he finally heard the news about his daughter. He could no longer hold back and tears overflowed from his eyes: "Since you have found her, why didn't you find Sarah?"

"tell me."

Pushing the mouse forward, his whole body was exposed to the muzzle of the gun, and he cried uncontrollably:

"Why didn't you find Sarah?"

Horsted had been making eye contact with the mouse just now. He noticed that the muzzle of the gun left his forehead and quickly blinked his right eye. Years of tacit understanding allowed the mouse to instantly capture this signal.

The hands that were already raised stretched up Fraser's arms like lightning.

When hitting a cold object, slash with your backhand.

Before most people at the scene could react, the Beretta M9 in Fraser's hand was snatched away from him.

"NO, NO, NO!!!"

Frazier reacted immediately and became panicked. He roared and fought with the mouse.

In his opinion, that is his only hope.

"do not move."

"Let go."

"Get down."

None of the people around him reacted slowly, and they immediately swarmed forward and pinned Frazier to the ground with all their hands and feet.

"don't want!!!"

Fraser was still struggling: "You can't do this."

Everyone in the SWAT team was a muscular man, no matter what rank he was a sergeant major. At this moment, he was unable to move. His arms were pulled behind his back and he was quickly handcuffed.

"Boss."

The mouse gasped and broke free from the restraints, and handed the Beretta M9 in his hand to Ethan:

"He's just bluffing."

"The gun's safety is not in a state of activation." (End of Chapter)