My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

In front of the 21st Precinct.

The cold wind whistled, but the snowflakes remained.

If it weren't for the woman lying bleeding in the snow, Burgess would have thought he was hallucinating.

"call the ambulance!"

Roman yelled, spread his legs and ran towards the patrol car.

"Call the contact desk."

Pressing the intercom, Burgess quickly rushed toward the woman lying in the snow. There were clearly three gunshot wounds on the woman's body, and steaming blood was slowly flowing out.

"Hey, ma'am."

She pressed the wound and shouted urgently: "Hold on, help is coming soon."

"The contact desk received it, please tell me."

The intercom blared over my shoulder.

"Front door of the 21st Precinct." Burgess pressed the intercom and shouted loudly: "Someone has been shot, please arrange for an ambulance to come quickly."

Just as she screamed for help.

Roman drove the patrol car past and quickly chased the black business car in the direction where it left just now.

Watching the departing vehicle, Burgess continued to call for backup.

After doing all this, she lowered her head and looked at the woman lying in the snow. She was in her early twenties, with blond brown hair. She looked a little immature, and had a few faint scars on her face.

His brows were furrowed, with a hint of panic on his face.

"bump."

The car doors closed one after another, and Ethan took a sip of coffee: "Did Rusek say when he would be back?"

"I'm back in Chicago. I should go to work tomorrow."

Atwater also carried a cup of hot coffee and followed him to the emergency department building of Chicago Hospital: "This guy went to Hawaii, right? Damn it, he enjoyed the sunshine there for a week."

After speaking, he shook the snowflakes on his body in disgust.

After returning from Palm Springs, the weather has been cold and snowy for more than a week.

Sunshine is rare.

People's mood also becomes much lower with the weather.

It wasn't until they entered the elevator and saw the pretty female nurse that the two regained their spirits.

"Ding."

The elevator door opened, and Ethan said goodbye to the nurse with a smile.

He waved his hand and strode inside. After the elevator door closed, he handed the small note to Atwater: "I can only help so much. You can also enjoy the sunshine after you get married."

"As expected of you."

Atwater chuckled and quickly put the note into his pocket.

Burgess' ponytail was seen swaying from a distance, and Roman was with her, and the two were sitting on the bench.

"Chief Morgan."

"Detective Atwater."

Noticing the visitor, they stood up to say hello.

"OK."

Ethan stopped and spread his hands: "Who can tell me what's going on?"

"Roman and I are getting ready to go on patrol."

Burgess nodded and looked at Ethan with a hint of amusement: "Suddenly a car drove up. The man in the car shouted to find Ethan Morgan, and then pushed a young woman out of the car."

Ethan quickly spread his hands to express that he didn’t know anything.

"The woman had gunshot wounds."

She pointed to the first aid area not far away: "Rescue is in progress, more than an hour has passed."

"That car was going fast."

Roman took the words, shook his head and said, "The whereabouts were quickly lost. I have already searched for the license plate. It is fake. The vehicle is still being searched by colleagues in the patrol team."

The man said he was looking for Ethan Morgan.

Then pushed down a woman with a gunshot wound.

These two pieces of information made Ethan a little confused. None of his friends should be so embarrassed.

It couldn't be Jab.

Otherwise, Roman would be talking about a strange man.

"That man."

Ethan looked at Roman and asked in a deep voice: "What are the characteristics?"

"I don't remember very clearly."

Roman banged his gloves and frowned and said, "But his eyes are very special. They are full of murderous intent and dead silence, just like a dead person!!!"

Having said this, he couldn't help but tremble.

"How about this."

Putting his hands on his hips, Ethan pondered for a moment and then raised his head: "You go back to the police station first and let Chief Pilates arrange a face piece for you. I need to know what that man looks like."

"Go back now."

"receive."

Roman nodded to his partner and left quickly.

No matter what, now that this matter involves him, Ethan still wants to grasp the situation as quickly as possible, instead of being so clueless, but the eyes are not good.

What he needs is looks, facial features.

"sit down."

He waved his hand and sat down on the bench.

There is no point in talking about anything until the surgery is over.

Seeing that Burgess' face was a little pale from the cold, he handed over the hot coffee he had only taken a few sips of.

The latter took it and poured it into his mouth subconsciously.

The raised arm froze.

The female patrol officer suddenly remembered that there was a former partner beside her.

"Leave him."

Ethan took out another piece of chocolate from his pocket, tore open the package and stuffed it into Burgess's mouth: "Kevin has a very down-to-earth character and won't talk nonsense. Am I right?"

"That's right."

The stunned Atwater nodded quickly and gave a thumbs up.

This guy is so well hidden!

He sighed and shook his head, a smile appeared on his dark face, and he winked quickly at Burgess.

The latter's face turned red.

He gave Ethan a fierce look and chewed the fragrant chocolate in his mouth, but his cold little hands were held together by Ethan unknowingly.

After waiting for another half hour, Will came over wearing a white coat.

"Hey."

He raised his hand and said hello: "Didn't Jay come over?"

"He's at the police station."

Standing up, Ethan asked in turn: "How is the situation now?"

"The operation was successful."

Halsted's brother Will stretched tiredly: "But there will be complications at any time later. There are three gunshot wounds and two penetrations. I have already taken out the bullets left in the body."

"We haven't passed the dangerous period yet."

"She was very lucky and her vital organs were not injured, but she is still in a coma."

"Can I go see her?"

Ethan interrupted.

You have to figure out what happened. Even if you can't communicate with the other party, you at least know what the woman looks like.

"no problem."

Will waved his hand without any hesitation: "But you can't go in, you can only stay outside."

Under his leadership, the group walked to the intensive care unit. When they came to the large glass window, Ethan stopped and looked inside the ward curiously.

There was a brown-haired woman lying on the hospital bed.

His face looked extremely pale, his eyes were closed tightly, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Next to the nose, there are a few faint freckles.

The sleeping person has a calm temperament and looks like the little girl next door.

"Rebecca!"

A smile appeared on Ethan's face, and he pressed his hands hard on the glass, but there was no smile in his eyes, which were as cold as the weather in Chicago.

The veins on his forehead also popped up. (End of chapter)