My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Hearing what Ethan said, Nora’s pupils shrank violently.

She didn't expect that the bastard in front of her was actually the man who saved her.

This small town policeman who had humiliated him several times was actually the same person as the mysterious masked man who was killing everyone in New York.

Nora looked at Ethan and couldn’t help but murmured:

"How can this be?"

Ethan bent down to pick up his pants and took out the handcuff key from inside.

"For the sake of me saving your life and giving you a few hundred dollars before leaving, can you please stop doing it? I've been busy all day."

After he unlocked the handcuffs, Nora moved her wrists and took out a bottle of beer from the box.

After knowing that Ethan was the person who saved her life in New York, Nora had no intention of taking action. She looked at the lake in front of her with a complicated expression.

Ethan jumped on the swing and sat down, looked at the Indian jewelry on Nora’s collarbone, and asked curiously:

"What is this on your neck? Does it have any special meaning?"

Nora could feel the heat radiating from the body next to her, and she couldn't help but dig at the wooden board with her fingers. "It has a special meaning."

"what is it then?"

"With good looks."

Ethan spit out the beer, not expecting this cold-faced Indian beauty to make a joke.

Seeing Ethan’s embarrassed look, the corners of Norah’s mouth raised slightly.

"Why did you save me when we were in New York?"

Ethan wiped his mouth and said, "If you want to save me, save me. There is a reason why you need to save me."

"You and I are not friends." Nora raised her head and took a sip of beer, her jawline was still so perfect.

"I don't think we are enemies."

Ethan replied to her casually and took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, "Do you want one?"

"No, I'm not smoking anything right now."

Nora shook her head, then whispered, "Thank you."

"Sorry, I didn't hear what you said clearly?" Ethan deliberately teased her.

Unexpectedly, Noila pursed her lips, turned her face, and said seriously:

"Thanks."

This made Ethan at a loss, and he waved quickly, "You're welcome, I'm just doing it."

"It's a piece of cake for you, but not for me. I owe you once."

Nora grabbed her long silky hair back, and then handed the bottle over. Ethan understood and touched the bottle lip with her.

"How did you get imprisoned?"

"What are you doing in New York?"

The two asked in unison, and then spread their hands at the same time, "Let's keep a little secret."

Another coincidence made both of them smile, and the atmosphere at the scene became harmonious.

Nora asked: "You caught Tommy Littlestone today, did you gain anything?"

"No."

Ethan wiped the water droplets on his body and said, "Tommy Littlestone is not a murderer. I have interrogated him. He does not look like a person who can commit murder."

Nora looked at him and smiled, "You also captured Cheton Littlestone. He must have cost you a lot of effort, right?"

"It's okay, are you friends with him?" Ethan shrugged.

Nora jumped off the swing and said:

"No, he can do such a thing, but he is not a murderer either."

"Why?"

"Just think of him as a purist, he would never kill a Chino girl."

After Nora finished her sentence, she walked into the darkness with her long legs.

Watching her retreating figure, Ethan silently drank the beer in his hand.

The next morning, as soon as Ethan walked into the police station, he saw Cheton provoking Emmett.

"These white people enslaved your ancestors and plundered your land, but you put on their uniforms. Big black man, may I ask how you face yourself when you wake up every morning?"

Ethan walked straight to the iron cage without any expression on his face, threw out his baton and hit it hard, causing the iron cage to make a loud "ding" sound.

"If I were you, I would keep my mouth shut."

Cheton looked at Ethan with a smile and spat aside.

Without saying anything, Ethan immediately reached for the keys on his waist, but was hugged by Emmett.

"Don't be impulsive. It's not worth it for this kind of person."

He smiled again and said to Cheton: "You know, when I wake up every morning, I feel very happy when I think about sweeping garbage like you into the sewer."

Cheton grabbed the iron cage and shook it with a grim expression, then sat back on the bed with a heavy breath.

"Man, don't take his words to heart." Ethan patted Emmett on the shoulder.

"It's okay. There are people like this everywhere. I'm used to it."

Emmett smiled at him, gauze still attached to the corners of his eyebrows.

Ethan asked: "Why don't you take two days off?"

"It's okay, it's just a few stitches. I used to be on the school football team, so this is nothing."

Emil flashed his big white teeth and flexed his biceps.

At this time, Hood leaned out of the office.

"Everyone come in and discuss today's work."

Everyone cheered up, stood up, and walked into the Sheriff's Office.

"Any clues today? Give me some good news." Hood clapped his hands.

After a moment of silence, Brock coughed.

"I have an idea. I studied yesterday's transcript."

"Solomon has a friend who was expelled from the tribe and now lives in an old building in Delafield. If Solomon hides, he might have contact with his former friend."

"Very good, you and I will go find that person later."

Hood nodded, this was at least a direction.

Ethan raised his hand and gestured, "I'm going out later and have a chat with Rebecca. She was attacked yesterday. Maybe she can provide some new clues today."

"Okay, do you need someone to accompany you?"

"No, I'm fine on my own."

Ethan shook his head and rejected Hood's proposal. Rebecca originally wanted to do it by herself today, and if she brought someone there, it would be counterproductive later.

After Siobhan and Emmett expressed that they had no new discoveries, Hood asked them to stay at the police station and dismissed the meeting.

Ethan got his equipment, got into the police car and drove towards Rebecca's house.

After waiting on the roadside for a while, Rebecca hurriedly walked out of the house wearing a black dress and got into the car.

After a night's rest, the swelling on her face had almost disappeared.

After she sat firmly, Ethan stepped on the accelerator and drove forward.

Soon they arrived at the Amish gathering place. Under Rebecca's command, the police car parked on the side of a bush, with a wooden house in the distance.

"Don't show up, I'll do it."

After Ethan nodded, Rebecca opened the car door and ran forward with light steps.

She ran near the house and hid behind a carriage.

After Ethan smoked a few cigarettes out of boredom, he glanced at his watch and saw that more than half an hour had passed.

This is, an Amish girl wearing a black traditional dress and a white gauze scarf came from the side of the house.

Rebecca took the girl unaware and pulled her behind the carriage.

Ethan sat up straight, tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, and looked over expectantly.

After Rebecca talked to the Amish girl for a few minutes, she turned around with an angry look on her face, grabbed her cell phone, said a few words, and ran towards Ethan.