My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The Dodge Challenger stopped not far from the police station.

Ethan was chewing the burger one bite at a time, while he kept scrolling through Twitter with his other hand, looking at Erin's new updates and clicking likes casually.

This guy is partying on a yacht.

She was having a great time with Nadia and several classmates from the other party's police academy, and pictures were posted one after another as if they were flooding the screen. The weather was not suitable for sailing now, and she didn't know what the point of going on the yacht was.

Rusek, Atwater and Horsted were partying at Morley's Bar together.

The news posted by Antonio was in the boxing gym. It can be seen that the business is quite good. There are about ten people sweating profusely in the small boxing training gym.

He smiled, took a photo of his half-eaten hamburger and sent it up.

And paired with a pitiful emoticon.

"Dong~"

The phone vibrated quickly.

"Don't pretend!"

This is Erin, complete with a contemptuous emoji.

Atwater's angry message also popped up: "Boss, get on the plane and come back quickly. Rusek is so arrogant. He said he would drink both of us by himself!!!"

"Still on patrol."

Burgess's crying face soon emerged as well.

Guys kept replying to his posts, some expressing disdain, complaining, and asking about his current situation, but no one believed that he was eating a burger, and they all thought he was pretending to be pitiful.

He moved his fingers quickly to criticize these heartless guys one by one.

When I was finishing my burger, I heard footsteps next to me. The car door opened, and a male policeman with a greased hair got in.

"How about it?"

Ethan put away his phone and looked to the side.

"Everything you can find is here." Bunker looked around and took out a document from his arms.

"Thanks."

He grabbed the document, but the other end was held tightly by the other party.

"OK."

Seeing Bunker's serious look, Ethan shrugged: "It's not what you think, and I assure you, it involves anyone except the Aryan Brotherhood."

"If I want to do something to that person, I will explain to you why."

"Um."

Bunker breathed a sigh of relief and released his grip on the document.

In fact, you can't blame him for having such a reaction. The last time I gave this guy information, a lot of people died, their necks were wiped, their bellies were broken, etc. It really frightened Bunker.

Now, it's my colleague again.

If the information is handed over today and Cruz dies tragically at home tomorrow, then he at least needs to know why.

Opening the folder, Cruz's information was inside.

Twenty-eight years old.

Born in Banshee Town, with a high school education.

Both parents died, and she left Banshee Town after graduation. According to the above information, the woman also served in the Marine Corps and also worked as a patrol officer in the New York Police Department for a period of time.

When he saw this, Ethan raised his eyebrows.

Unexpectedly, she is a female soldier. No wonder she is very capable and can help a lot.

The opponent will definitely not be lacking in combat experience.

When he was in junior high school, he was sent to a juvenile detention center because he got into a fight with others. Ethan shook his head and chuckled. It was considered impressive to be admitted to a juvenile detention center. This woman was as unruly as her face.

Next are some traffic violation records, a simple piece of information.

All in all, this is a lone wolf.

If one person is full, the whole family will not be hungry.

Other than that, there is nothing special about him. Apart from having a military service record and being in a juvenile detention center, he is just an ordinary person.

Of course, it's possible that this is just the surface.

He is an example. His file is cleaner than anyone else, but what does this mean?

These are only the information found in the police system. To be honest, we still need to know what kind of person Cruz is in private. This is only part of her information, which is not enough to make her trust her.

Lone Wolf is both a plus and a minus.

"These are the things that can be found."

Seeing the unfinished expression on his face, Bunker immediately understood that the other party seemed to have failed to achieve his goal: "In fact, without a direction to search, it is difficult to get what you want."

"I see."

Ethan closed the folder and nodded slightly: "Actually, it's nothing special. I just want to get to know her better."

"Saw Cruz on the road today."

He smiled and told most of the story: "She showed kindness to me. You know, she would stand behind me if anything happened, so it made me feel a little confused."

"Worried about what purpose she might have."

"Ha ha."

Hearing this, Bunker also shook his head and smiled: "Mr. Morgan, with your current status, isn't it normal for someone to show your favor?"

"If this has to be investigated."

"Believe me, you will be busy in the future."

The other person sounded like he was just the mayor, and it didn't seem like it was a big deal, but he was still the chief executive of Banshee Town. From Bunker's point of view, it was normal for Cruz to show kindness.

After all, they are not elected by the people.

With Brock's support, sometimes just one word can take off their uniforms.

"How to say~"

Ethan shrugged and threw the document back with a smile: "Just think of it as my vigilance out of police instinct!"

There is no need to tell the other party key information.

Anyway, let’s put this matter aside for the time being, so that we can have time to slowly understand Cruz’s temperament.

"By the way, I brought you some gifts." He pretended to rummage in the back and took out a bottle of tequila from the space: "Produced in Mexico, I believe you will like it."

Tequila is actually a cheap wine, with very high-end ones costing more than a thousand dollars a bottle.

What he is taking out now is aged wine, not the color of ordinary agave that is as clear as water, but golden amber color, good wine that is more than three years old.

Even so, it's only two to three hundred dollars a bottle.

"damn it."

Bunker saw the color of the wine and took it over to look at it carefully: "I usually don't want to drink such expensive wine. I like this kind of gift very much. It's okay to have more."

There was no hesitation, he accepted it calmly.

The other party is his boss's boss, so bribery is not valid. Even if he bribes Bunker, he is not afraid. This is Banshee Town, and he doesn't think there is anything to worry about officially.

Unlike Cruz who wanted to get on the boat.

In a sense, he was already sitting on Ethan's ship, so there was no need to be polite at all.

"correct."

He thought of something again and put down the bottle: "There may be a chance to find the Aryan Brotherhood's independent workshop somewhere."

"oh?"

This information made Ethan immediately interested.

"I only found out about it in the afternoon." Bunker pursed his lips and said in a deep voice: "You know that this kind of thing is very unsafe, so it will take a while, and you may not be able to find it."

"Not in a hurry."

Ethan waved his hand and asked excitedly: "It's still your informant, right?"

"Don't be in a hurry. Let him investigate slowly. Remember to put safety first. Time is on our side now."