My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"That's Cheton, the leader of the Redbones."

Brock frowned and said.

Hood wondered, "Redbone Gang?"

"Yes, this is a gang in the Chino tribe's settlement." Brock glanced at Cheton who was leaving and continued:

"You also know the living conditions of these indigenous people. The young people at the bottom of the group have nothing to do all day long. Drinking and fighting are commonplace for them, so they have chosen to join gangs."

"The strongest gang in the Chino tribe is the Red Bone Gang. Their people have also come to our Banshee Town to cause trouble in the past."

Siobhan asked: "Didn't the Chino Police Department crack down on the Redbone Gang?"

It was also her first time to see Cheton, the boss of the Red Bones Gang, and she had been frightened by his cold eyes just now.

Brock shook his head, "He must have the courage. The chief of the Chino Police Department is just a fool. He doesn't want to offend anyone."

"Cheton is a lunatic. Previously, a group of tourists dressed up as Indians were beaten with injuries all over by more than a dozen members of the Red Bones Gang led by him."

"He's gotten even more temperamental since he got out of jail, and you weren't a police officer at the time, so you didn't know him."

Siobhan asked: "Did you capture him?"

Brock shrugged his shoulders. "You're kidding, of course not. Look at his size and the group of people around him."

"It was the state police who took action on the interstate." Emmett's rich voice sounded.

"We tried at that time, but there was nothing we could do. When they were fine, they would only stay at the gang gathering point in the residence. No outsider knew where they were. And at that time, our police station and Ethan's father only had three people in total. personal."

Emmett shrugged and went to put the caution tape away.

After that, they organized another search with the Amish, but this time they found nothing.

After two searches, no sign of Solomon was found. In desperation, Hood asked everyone to go back to the police station first and then make plans.

At Miles Restaurant, Ethan thanked Dahlia and took the lunch.

On its own tray, there is a huge double beef cheeseburger, plus a large order of fries and Coke.

Looking at Dalia's slim waist going away, Ethan took a sip of coke.

Brock grabbed the burger with both hands, took a big bite, and said with satisfaction:

"It's more cost-effective to eat here with you. The portions each time are larger than when I'm alone."

Ethan raised his eyebrows, "Do you think there will be a free lunch?"

Brock took a big sip of Coke. "There is no such thing as a free lunch, but it is true that lunch portions have increased."

"This is all the result of my hard work. It's very hard, okay."

Ethan picked up a fries, dipped it in some ketchup, and put it in his mouth.

"If you didn't always show off in different ways, I think we would be better friends." Brock made an international gesture with his hand.

After working all morning, Ethan felt hungry now, so he grabbed a burger and ate it quickly.

After the two of them had eaten and drank, Brock loosened his belt and asked:

"What do you think about the Solomon and Lana case?"

Ethan stirred the ice cubes in the cup with a straw. "It's very simple. Either Solomon is the murderer and fled after the murder, or the person who killed Lana captured Solomon."

The Coke here in the United States is really very large and very sweet. This cup of Coke was prepared by Dalia according to her own requirements. It is relatively weak, otherwise it would be impossible to drink it at all.

After taking a sip of Coke, he continued:

"I am more inclined to the latter now, because Solomon does not have much motive for killing."

Brock nodded, and then said: "My thoughts are similar to yours, but Solomon can't say that he has no motive at all. There are many cases of violence and murder caused by relationship problems, especially at their age, they are easy to be impulsive."

"Now we need new clues to see if we can find a breakthrough in their family members."

At this time, Dalia came over and said, "Ethan, the packed food is ready."

"OK, thanks."

Ethan stood up with a smile and took the two large bags of food from her.

Different from the usual deserted situation, there was a lot of noise in the police station at this time. At Hood's request, the victim's family members came to the police station for questioning.

Ethan put the food into the Sheriff's Office and returned to his desk chair.

He patted Siobhan and asked her to go to lunch while he took over the writing task.

Half an hour later, when Ethan was taking notes for Lana's sister, the noisy voices in the police station suddenly became much quieter.

Ethan raised his head and saw Proctor and a nervous-looking Rebecca appearing at the door of the police station.

Not seen for a long time, Rebecca already looks like an elite female, wearing a white Chanel suit.

When Solomon's family members sitting next to him saw Proctor and Rebecca appearing, they immediately closed their mouths, stopped talking, and turned their heads to the side.

Rebecca didn't care about these family members who ignored her. She only cared about her missing brother now. He was the only family member who grabbed her hand and told her not to leave when she was expelled from home.

Ethan stood up, handed Siobhan a pen and paper, and went up to him.

After looking at the strange situation around him, he knocked on the door of the Sheriff's Office and led Proctor and Rebecca in.

After entering the office, the outside returned to its previous appearance.

Hood was flipping through the transcripts at his desk when he saw Ethan leading two people in. He clasped his fingers and sat firmly on the office chair.

As soon as the office door was closed, Rebecca quickly approached and asked Ethan with red eyes:

"Is there any news about my brother now?"

Ethan shook his head and looked at Rebecca seriously.

"Not yet, if you know where Solomon might be?"

Rebecca gritted her teeth and hurriedly explained:

"I've searched everywhere I can think of, but I haven't found anything. You have to believe me, my brother would never do such a thing."

"So if you have any clues, you must provide them to us."

Hood knocked on the table and said, "Even if we believe you, there are still many people who believe Solomon is the murderer, and those people are looking for Solomon outside."

Proctor gritted his teeth. How could he not know this? He said to Hood:

"So we need to find Solomon faster than the Chino tribe."

"If there's anything I can do, just ask."

Hood nodded, "Don't worry, we will do our best."

"OK, thanks."

Proctor nodded, then pulled Rebecca away in a hurry.

Before leaving, Rebecca looked at Ethan with a pleading look, "Please, you must help me bring my brother back."

After they left the office, Hood picked up a cigarette from his office desk and lit it.

He curiously asked Ethan: "What is your relationship with this Rebecca?"

Ethan also picked up the cigarette case and said calmly: "Just like you and Kate Moody."

Hood was immediately choked.