My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Seeing her like that, Ethan let out a heavy breath.

But compared to before.

Rebecca's face has finally regained its rosiness.

"Don't worry, she's fine."

Burgess tugged on his hand and pulled Ethan down: "You must not have eaten anything either, let's come together."

What was packed was several portions of pasta.

It smelled fragrant, but it tasted a little tasteless to Ethan.

Burgess also felt that his relationship with the woman inside was not simple, but she didn't bother to ask. There were some things she didn't want to make clear, so she thought it was fine just like that.

"You guys go back!"

After eating, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. Ethan threw the lunch box into the trash can and waved to the two of them.

"Need not."

Roman quickly refused: "Chief Morgan, this is the least we can do."

"Go back and have a good rest."

Ethan said without hesitation: "You guys have been busy all day. Go back and rest early. I'll be fine here."

At his urging, the two had no choice but to leave.

After adjusting the position of the pistol, Ethan sat firmly on the bench and became cautious.

No idea who Rebecca got into.

There was no guarantee that a shooter would find the hospital before she was discharged.

We have to be on guard here.

"Buzz~~~"

In the empty corridor of the hospital in the early morning, the mobile phone vibrated slightly, and the movement was particularly obvious.

Boyette's name flashed on the screen.

There is also a time display on it.

At five o'clock in the morning, the call came at this time.

Ethan frowned and pressed answer: "Is there an emergency?"

"I know you're in the hospital."

As soon as the call was connected, Hank's voice sounded hoarse: "But a vicious case occurred next to Trump Tower, and the intelligence team has nothing to do. Maybe you and Eileen can go over and take a look."

"I've called her to inform her."

"no problem."

When the words of rejection came to his lips, Ethan changed his tone instantly: "I'll get two patrol officers to come over and watch. I'll set off in a minute."

We can't let the guys in the intelligence team idle. We have to take over the case at this time and divert their attention. If they call at five in the morning, they must have discovered something remarkable.

In their job, there are no regular working hours.

Even though it was early in the morning, there was no need to hold back at all when it was time to go out.

Near Trump Tower.

On the street in the early morning, a black Cadillac SUV roared up and stopped near the roadside.

soon.

The Ford Interceptor also arrived.

Two people wearing woolen coats, one black and one gray, got out of the car one after another, and the badges hanging on their chests flashed silver.

The two quickly got together.

The clothes cost more than 3,000 US dollars each, and they looked very straight.

Both of them looked a little sassy.

What was a little out of place was the burger in my hand, where the yellow mustard sauce was in danger of splattering on my clothes at any time.

So Erin acted very cautiously.

"Please."

The female police detective was still a little confused and stuck out her tongue to lick away the mustard from the corner of her mouth: "Don't buy me such expensive clothes. It will be inconvenient to handle the case. It will be stained with blood at any time."

"If you can't wash it off, throw it away."

Ethan took a big bite of his burger and took another sip of hot coffee: "It's just clothes. I'll buy you ten more pieces to change, and Nadia will also make up for her."

He strode forward in the direction pointed by the patrolman.

The footsteps next to him stopped.

Looking back, Irene looked at herself with squinting eyes, and said with an unkind expression: "Is it because of the woman yesterday morning, out of guilt?"

"ah?"

Ethan was confused for a while: "Why do you think I feel guilty?"

This confident look almost missed Irene's waist.

"I want twenty, I want a hundred."

Gritting her teeth, she stepped forward quickly and kicked her: "I want to fill up my apartment so that a woman pops out of you out of nowhere."

"Ouch~"

Ethan screamed in pain very cooperatively.

After laughing and making trouble, the two of them became sober and walked down the steps facing the morning air. On the other side of the canal, there were already people doing warm-up exercises before running.

"damn it."

Erin raised her head, her eyes sparkling with starlight: "I will never get tired of seeing this kind of beauty. I feel really small."

All around are high-rise buildings.

Even though it was already at this point, the buildings were still brightly lit like torches.

"No, you are not small at all."

Ethan drank coffee and squinted: "What I have experienced is that you are very great!!!"

"Shet."

Another heavy sweep and kick, this time it was not like a fake one just now, but a real one.

Jumping forward, he met the fire chief in front of him.

"Hello."

Shrugging at the tall curly man, he took another bite of the hamburger: "I am Sergeant Morgan of the Intelligence Group of the 21st Branch. Sorry, it's not convenient for me to shake your hand."

"It doesn't matter."

The curly-haired man wearing a dark blue down jacket waved his hand: "Everyone is the same, just eat something when you have time."

They also work as fire fighters day and night.

"That's right!"

Ethan nodded with sigh: "What did you find?"

The Chicago Fire Department is not only active on the ground. Red fire boats of large and small sizes also patrol the dense rivers to respond to any search and rescue situations that may be needed.

There is a fire boat and yacht parked next to the river here.

"The guys from the yacht club are going out on the lake to fish."

Captain Curly Hair led the two of them forward: "They cast a net in the river to catch some live bait. When they caught this thing, they almost fainted from fright."

"correct."

He looked back at the two of them and waved his fingers: "Although it's understandable, I don't think now is the time to eat."

Hearing this, Irene put the burger away knowingly.

Ethan chewed the burger in his mouth, showing that he didn't care at all.

"All right."

Captain Curly smiled, bent down and lifted up the plastic sheet covering the ground, and looked at the young police chief expectantly.

head.

Just the brain.

Although it has become swollen, the skin on his face is extremely pale.

The skin and flesh are also damaged.

But it can be vaguely seen that this woman must have looked very good in life, with golden hair covering her face like waterweed.

"Um."

Ethan snorted coldly and bit into his burger nonchalantly: "One thing is certain, this is definitely an abnormal death."

This extremely calm performance made Captain Curly a little disappointed.

"to be honest."

He pursed his lips and shook his head: "We fish out floating corpses from the river every few months, but things like this are still extremely rare. I don't know what this poor girl went through."

"Lend me your flashlight."

With a pale face, Irene took the large flashlight from the other person's hand and shone it carefully on the head: "The teeth are all there, maybe we can identify the victim through dental records."

"look here."

Ethan keenly saw an anomaly, picked up the branch next to him and gently pushed the hair away from the head.

A circular wound appeared in front of several of them. (End of chapter)