My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Inside the Sheriff's Office, a large group of people were extremely lively.

Holding the paper with dense phone numbers printed on it, everyone looked at the mouse, curious about what he was going to say next.

This expectant look made the mouse very satisfied.

"Caslow is indeed in contact with Victoria Watson." He put the retrieved communication records on the table, picked up the pen in the pen holder and circled a phone number on it:

“And there were a lot of contacts.”

"It's just." The mouse made a big stroke and tapped:

"He has more contact with this number. I checked and the owner of the number is Lauren Watson!"

"That's Victoria's sister." Irene looked at the number in her hand in surprise and said hurriedly: "But she didn't know what I said yesterday, she just acted very sad."

"Obviously she lied."

The mouse chuckled and bumped fists with Rusek: "If I guessed correctly, both sisters should have dated Kaslo, but Victoria obviously had much less contact with him before her death."

From love comes hate.

Or maybe they are jealous.

For a moment, everyone was confused.

"There's only one thing that's certain now." Ethan knocked on the table, retracting their thoughts: "That is that Lauren definitely lied, and she definitely knows something."

"Horsted, you and Rusek go and bring Lauren back now."

"receive."

Although he was confused as to why he was not with his partner, Horsted nodded in agreement and walked quickly outside with Rusek.

"Eileen."

Ethan bit his cigarette, frowned and said, "Close the door, I have something to discuss with you."

Others saw this and left one after another.

The shutters were originally closed, but after locking the door, the Sheriff's Office became a separate space.

"come over."

He waved and signaled the female detective to come closer.

"There are a lot of people outside." Erin was a little nervous and walked over in small steps: "You can't go too far!"

He pulled her over and held her firmly in his arms.

However, Erin soon became surprised.

For once, this guy didn't even move his hands or feet, and she strangely wanted to turn around.

"Don't move."

After hugging him for a few seconds, Ethan put his hand on a familiar place: "I want to discuss something with you, and I also want to ask you to do me a favor."

"Hmm~"

The other party finally returned to his usual appearance, and Erin closed her eyes and hummed.

"My friend is in trouble."

Feeling Erin's body stiffen with the palm of his hand, he quickly lied, no, he quickly explained: "It has nothing to do with the Chicago Hospital. Do you remember telling you before that I used to be a town police officer?"

Putting his chin on the female detective's shoulder, he told everything about Banshee Town.

The senator won't say that, it's too scary.

Directly replacing them with local forces that are acting recklessly, but this is considered to be in line with reality.

Of course, the movements of his hands did not stop.

It’s all about creating a good atmosphere for conversation.

"That's it."

Feeling the beauty of the other party, he said silently: "It's a very strange feeling. I feel that I have the obligation to restore peace to the town. After all, it is my home."

"A lot of my friends were there too."

"Actually, I know that they need my help."

That sentence of home is by no means an illusory word. Banshee Town is the place where he feels rooted, and the small lake can also bring him inner peace.

Don't let those guys mess around in Banshee Town.

This was what made him determined, and to be honest, he also missed the country air smelling of cow dung.

"You are not the savior."

Irene struggled for a moment and gasped, turning around and looking at Ethan with bright eyes: "I believe you must understand this, so what I want to say is, you must protect yourself."

"Um?"

Ethan was stunned, a little confused: “I thought you wanted to dissuade me!”

"Can anyone stop the decision you made?" Erin leaned down and bit him hard on the chest: "Besides, this is what the Ethan Morgan I know can do."

"Go ahead and show those white supremacists what a Chicago Sheriff is."

While talking.

Gently bite down on one side.

"Uh-huh."

"It's very convenient to fly from New York to Chicago, isn't it?"

As the zipper pulled, Erin's voice was a little unclear: "You can come over to see us at any time. Also, what do you want to ask me to do?"

This is the first time a female police detective has taken such initiative.

Especially the feeling of talking while talking made Ethan feel a little numb.

"The house in Hyde Park."

His throat rolled, and he said thirstily: "You and Nadia can move in. Don't worry, the water, electricity, maintenance and other expenses will be paid into my account, so don't worry about not being able to support it."

"There's also a yacht, and I'll give you the keys too."

"Ouch~~~"

A soft cry sounded in the office, followed by a gasp.

In excitement, he was bitten.

"Are you serious?"

Erin raised her head and looked at Ethan blankly.

On the delicate red lips.

There was still a trace of glistening saliva hanging on it.

No wonder Irene was so shocked. To put it bluntly, she was given the right to use a house and a yacht worth seven to eight million in total. You must know that the two of them are in a relationship of boyfriend and girlfriend.

Even if you marry a millionaire, you may not be able to enjoy this kind of life.

future salary.

Just use it to buy, buy, buy, eat, eat, eat! ! !

Thinking of this, her eyes quickly became wet, and she couldn't believe what she heard.

"You are my girl."

Ethan wiped the saliva from the other person's lips with his thumb and said with a smile: "I have to make your life better, unless you refuse!"

With these words, Irene's body quickly softened.

The air inside the house quickly became hot.

Asking Irene not to reveal her decision first, she watched the other party walk out with a somewhat weak step.

Well, she and Nadia have sorted it out.

Next up is Burgess.

The girl with the ponytail also needs to settle down well, at least not letting the other person live in a small apartment. As for Fiona, an apartment building is enough for the other person, and there is no need to worry about the other person's life.

After making up his mind to leave, the first thing he thought about was to arrange the lives of several girls.

In the future, you can still come to Chicago for vacation occasionally.

After finishing this case, he planned to go back and have a good fight with those guys with swastika tattoos to see whose fist was stronger.

It's approaching noon.

Horsted hurriedly knocked on the door and kept shaking his head: "Boss, the interrogation of Victoria's sister is over. She can testify that on the night Victoria disappeared, Kaslo and her were dating in the school dormitory."

"She was too scared to speak out about it before."

"It wasn't until Carlos confessed that he was willing to speak and expressed fear that the same thing would happen to him."

Poor woman.

I have a white-eyed wolf sister.

Ethan sneered and grabbed the phone with a sullen face: "Ask her to provide more information, I need third-party certification."

"receive."

Horsted ran to the interrogation room excitedly again.

"Dudu."

The call was quickly connected, and a hoarse voice rang: "I'm Boyte."

"Hank."

Banging the table, Ethan said in a deep voice: "Your friend doesn't follow the rules. No matter what happens next, you can't blame me!" (End of Chapter)