My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The incandescent light pierced through the brown glasses, Carlo's gaze was unwavering.

The tone is also quite determined.

But this is normal. Nine out of ten people sitting across from him will strongly deny what they have done. The last one is mentally ill.

"I know you don't believe me."

Carlo sneered and looked at the one-way glass: "You let those people leave, and I will prove my innocence."

This sentence made Ethan completely murmur.

Although he was confused, he still stood up and knocked on the one-way glass.

"Say it."

Turning around again, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the mafia boss: "I'm also curious about whether you can dispel all the doubts in my heart with just one mouth."

"It's simple."

Despite some reluctance, Carlo said the matter without expression: "Because I am infertile."

"five years ago."

The mafia boss said with a gloomy face: "I just performed a vasectomy. If you don't believe me, you can call my doctor and he can provide you with the corresponding medical records."

Seeing the other party's surprised expression, Carlo tightened his cheeks hard:

"Not many people know about this."

"It was out of goodwill, Mr. Morgan, and I hope you can feel it. I wouldn't have been able to tell you something like this if it weren't for that bastard standing behind the one-way glass."

"come on."

He took off his brown glasses and looked at the one-way glass: "This is my first time coming to your place of work."

"Are you just going to let me sit with this young man?"

The lonely light spot on the radar moved and soon arrived outside the interrogation room door.

"Bang bang."

There was a knock on the door, and Hank walked in and said in surprise: "What happened, Carlo, why are you here?"

"damn it."

He looked at Ethan again with an annoyed expression: "Why didn't you inform me."

"Save it."

Carlo shook his head, put on his glasses, and slowly stood up: "Your acting skills are not enough for me. Next, you will buy me coffee for three months as an apology."

"Let's go to your office and chat."

When Hank greeted him with a smile, he paused: "Young man, I won't lie to you about this kind of thing."

"I hope no more people know about what happened just now."

"By the way, that 20,000 yuan is my money."

He smiled slightly and said in a cold tone: "But I didn't transfer it. The only person who can transfer small amounts of funds in that account, besides me, is Jim Shelty."

"I hope this news is helpful to you."

Originally, he didn't want to talk about the latter incident, but he admired this young man very much, so he simply told the incident, which was considered a small favor.

"Frank?"

Ethan turned his head and looked at Carlo who was standing at the door.

"Maybe it's the same as you." The mafia boss shrugged and continued walking out, his voice coming from outside the door: "They all thought I was the one who did this."

Looking at the case file in his hand, Ethan felt a little dumbfounded.

What the other party said is right.

Everyone is a respectable person and there is no need to use sterilization to lie. Moreover, Carlo also pointed out a key point in this case. The problem now should lie with the Jim Shelty he was talking about.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the lawyer who seemed very low-key in the overall situation.

Ethan shook his head and patted his head.

Frank probably thought that the murderer was his boss, and how could he possibly expose his boss, so he concocted a scapegoat.

The person responsible for forging the checks found a softie.

But it happened that that softie happened to have an intersection with Victoria Watson, and various coincidences formed as a result of their interactions.

If that lawyer is a murderer.

Lawyer Shelty should be ecstatic and took this opportunity to put the shit plate on Kaslow's head. With the threat of the gang, the other party could only plead guilty and not dare to say anything.

I just didn't expect that the people in the intelligence team would be so serious.

Ethan has thought about the context of this corpse dumping case several times, and he feels that it is basically the truth.

"Farke!"

Reluctantly closing the case file, he couldn't help but curse.

It seems that something was wrong.

With a sullen expression, he quickly walked out of the interrogation room and came to the chase room. A group of people looked at him, and Erin couldn't wait to ask: "Why did Hank take Carlo away, and what did he say."

"Those who were captured today will be released if there are no problems."

Throwing the case file onto the table, Ethan looked at the mouse: "Jim Shelty, I need to get his personal information within half an hour. Do you have any questions?"

"Who is Shelty?"

Atwater was confused.

"What does it have to do with Sheldy?" Rusek remembered the guy in a suit and ties.

"What did Carlo say?"

Eileen refused to give up.

"Shut up." Ethan turned over the whiteboard on the side and typed the transfer record of the financial company: "The child in Victoria's belly cannot be Carlo's. He has no motive for murder."

"And the 20,000 yuan was not transferred by him."

"Someone with authority."

After patting him hard, he said helplessly: "Apart from Carlo, it's Shelty!"

"Bang!"

Antonio slammed the table and stood up excitedly: "Damn it, that lawyer in Kaslo, is he the murderer?"

good.

Finally someone reacted.

Ethan pointed at Antonio and gave a thumbs up.

"I saw him just now."

Irene silently raised her palms and murmured: "He is handling the bail procedures for people in the luxury club downstairs. There seems to be nothing abnormal."

"Get someone to keep an eye on him."

Ethan waved his hand quickly: "We can't let that guy out of our sight."

"Mouse, forget those rules."

Then he looked towards the corner and shouted: "I just want results."

The latter's fingers were tapping rapidly on the keyboard, and the crisp sounds were connected in a line. He didn't bother to respond, and just nodded repeatedly.

Now we have to find out what's going on with that lawyer.

Only in this way can we be targeted.

Within half an hour, the mouse had gained something.

A whistle sounded and everyone gathered around. He tapped the screen and said: "Some information is easy to find out. Shelty is divorced and his financial situation is in trouble."

"Even if Carlo paid him six hundred dollars an hour, this guy would be on the verge of bankruptcy."

"And here."

He excitedly pointed to one of the lines: "The house undoubtedly belongs to Shelty's wife, but this guy also has a boat in his name."

Hearing this, Erin clenched her fists excitedly.

"This is the last place."

The mouse tapped the keyboard again and brought up a page: "Since he has no place to live, I paid special attention to this information and found that he had booked a room in a hotel for a long time."

"perhaps."

He nodded heavily and looked at Ethan seriously: "In the hotel surveillance, there may be video evidence of the contact between Shelty and Victoria."

"Call up."

Ethan patted the mouse on the shoulder with satisfaction: "Ask the hotel to send the surveillance camera."

Then the voice rang out.

Erin couldn't wait to grab the phone receiver. (End of chapter)