My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Mayor's office.

Heavy breathing sounded, and Brock kept calming himself down, trying to digest the news as quickly as possible.

After Ethan heard what he said, the stone in his heart fell to the ground.

The other party is not too pedantic, otherwise he wouldn't like to go to strip clubs. After being a police chief for a few years, he should be able to understand that the world is not black and white.

"I thought your reaction would be more intense."

Ethan took a sip of coffee and put down the cup with a smile: "I didn't expect that the first thing you said was that you cared about my safety. Do you need me to say that I was touched?"

"Then what can I do?" Brock smiled bitterly and took a few deep puffs of cigarette, his fingers trembling with excitement:

"We can't arrest you, can we?"

"Besides." He put out the cigarette butt with all his strength and gritted his teeth and said, "Those bastards deserve to die. The girls in the sexy shooting workshop last time were all under 18 years old, and some were controlled with unique products."

"There are also some who were coaxed over with a sum of money."

"Those are beasts!"

It was strange to hear these words coming from a police chief, but Brock was also extremely angry at the methods of those people.

The line between black and white is no longer clear.

Being able to defeat those people of the Aryan Brotherhood is the most important thing.

Just now he had prepared himself for the possibility that the other party would do something illegal. With this mental preparation and the fact that the other party was killing criminals, he quickly accepted it.

"damn it."

He took a deep breath and looked at Ethan helplessly: "What on earth did you go through in Chicago? To be honest, with those methods, Emmett and I thought the Brotherhood had provoked the Mexican independence cartel!"

Wipe the neck and break the belly.

Such cruel methods are indeed like what the legendary independence-trafficking group can do.

No one would have thought of it.

It turned out to be the guy sitting across from him, who looked like a gentle man, who did it. Although the other person was known for his ruthless methods when he was a policeman in Banshee Town, this was really scary.

"I haven't experienced much. I just solve cases every day."

Ethan laughed, waved his hand and said, "I won't talk about those things. I just want to explain to you clearly what's going on. After all, we are our own people, and I don't want you to feel deceived."

"Hmm~"

Brock shook his head and reached out to grab the cigarette case that the other party dropped on the table.

Acceptance is acceptance.

But the amount of information was always a bit too much, and he needed to use external objects to calm himself down.

"And the business I just mentioned."

Ethan smiled and said something to ease the other person's mood: "Don't worry about that, it won't be anything illegal, everything will operate within the rules."

"I will invest in some industries and take you with me when the time comes."

"Thanks."

Brock nodded and thanked him profusely.

He didn't even ask what the business was, since he was already completely in the other party's boat.

No matter how much it is, just count yourself as one.

Next, Ethan talked to him about the Banshee Town Police Department and promised to increase funds for him to purchase police equipment and recruit police officers as soon as possible after getting familiar with the situation in a few days.

This is the condition agreed to by the other party before the election, and it is also Ethan's campaign promise.

It must be implemented as soon as possible.

And Brock needs to help him sing the show well and integrate the personnel in place. Among other things, the small vendors on the streets must be cleared out as soon as possible.

The Aryan Brotherhood, let's be honest, doesn't make any money selling meatballs around town.

It’s nothing more than expanding influence.

Raise some more peripheral members.

But it's often this kind of thing that can drastically deteriorate public security in a town.

With Brock's help, they can get rid of the bed bugs that jump to the streets as soon as possible, which can also have an immediate effect on the hearts of local townspeople.

Although it does not help the overall situation, it can quickly establish one's own prestige.

To be honest, there are many people waiting to see the excitement now. Ethan needs to prove that he is not a politician who talks too much, but a man of action who will definitely fulfill his promise.

Getting rid of street vendors is the easiest place for ordinary people to see changes.

So this is your first step.

After the exchange, Brock left with a smile on his face.

Not only did the police station's funds increase, but his personal financial situation also improved, and he completely stood with the mayor. Except for the somewhat scary news, everything was a good thing.

This trip was full of rewards, and he felt like the wind was blowing when he walked.

The police sergeant came over and fired a flare gun.

Directors from other departments also arrived one after another. When Ethan sent Brock out of the Sheriff's Office, the four-person sofa was already full, and several people were chatting away.

Seeing them coming out, those people stood up immediately.

"Mr. Mayor!"

The greetings came one after another.

"Um."

Ethan nodded slightly and turned his attention to a black girl.

Alison medding.

This is the Banshee Town prosecutor, Gordon's assistant when he was district attorney.

"Medin."

Ethan smiled slightly and nodded to the black girl.

The latter grabbed the briefcase tightly, walked quickly into the mayor's office, and closed the door.

The other few people looked at each other and sat down again. Don't think that all American politicians have no brains. They looked at the police chief who strode away and the prosecutor who walked into the office.

They all come to a conclusion.

It seems that the new mayor's first concern is public security.

Alison Medin is more or less an acquaintance. When the Redbone Gang attacked the Banshee Town Police Station, they fought side by side briefly, so she wouldn't seem too unfamiliar.

The other party had always done a good job, so Ethan didn't replace her.

However, Alison knew her situation. All she could do was to do her job well and not to be replaced accidentally. After entering the room and saying a few words, she reported her work situation seriously.

"What I ask of you is simple."

Ethan brought coffee to the other party and looked at the prosecutor with shiny dark skin: "The sentencing in the following period will be harsher, especially when it comes to the white supremacist gang."

"No deal, no compromise."

"Can it be done?"

"no problem."

Alison agreed without saying a word and gritted her teeth: "Mr. Morgan, as long as you can defeat those people, I will do whatever you say!"

Hearing this, Ethan smiled dumbly.

I forgot about the skin color of this woman. In this kind of matter, black people are my natural allies.

Although the place is small, there are quite a few departments.

Although talking is troublesome, this step cannot be omitted. You cannot not even know your subordinates. If you talk to each other one by one, the time will pass quickly.

After finishing all this, he called Jenny and rushed to the Moon of Kino together. (End of chapter)