My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The mayor's office was filled with smoke.

There were many cigarette butts in the ashtray, and the ash was spilled onto the maroon tabletop.

Ethan slid the mouse and kept looking at the satellite map.

Trying to find some ideas.

I called Nora just now, and the other party’s statement was the same. When she went to discuss acquisitions, she would always encounter sky-high asking prices, or it would be cooperative development.

The conditions offered were really unacceptable to her.

Development plans can only be put on hold temporarily.

That's why she asked Ethan to run for town mayor, to try to get him to find a solution on an official level.

In the end, the female chief even smiled evilly, saying that she believed nothing could trouble him, and then told Ethan to be on time at night and not forget to continue to provide high-quality services, which made the new mayor dumbfounded.

"Dudu."

The landline notification light flashed, bringing his thoughts back.

"explain."

"Officer Bunker is here, are you free now?"

"Let him in."

He replied to Jenny and ended the call.

After waiting for less than three seconds, the door was pushed open, and Bunker strode in with a small oily haircut. He smiled and nodded: "Mr. Mayor, I hope I didn't disturb you."

"Cut out the bullshit."

Ethan waved his hand casually and gestured to the office: "Officer Bunker, how about my place? You can come and sit more often if you have time. I have everything here except wine."

This is the first time this guy has visited since he entered the mayor's office.

I don’t know what’s urgent.

This is a mouthful gourd. Bunker waited until the door was closed, glanced around the room, and then winked at himself.

"rest assured."

Ethan sat upright in the chair and asked seriously: "It's very safe here. What made you come here when you were at work?"

"factory?"

Usually when something happens, the two of them will send a text message in advance and make an appointment to meet in a remote place.

Come here suddenly now.

There must be some emergency.

"It's not a factory." Bunker opened his chair and sat down, and said hurriedly: "I just received the news and came over to inform you. Mr. Morgan, you must be careful about the people around you recently."

"ah?"

Ethan was confused and spread his hands.

"The news is reliable."

Bunker looked a little anxious and nodded seriously: "The informant told me that Watts has arranged for an undercover agent to approach you and has gained your trust. Although I don't know what the purpose is, please be careful."

"who?"

Leaning forward, Ethan grabbed the armrest firmly.

What a good boy, he actually played Infernal Affairs with him, which was completely beyond his expectation.

I didn’t expect Watts to have such a brain.

Not only did he arrange an undercover agent, but he also gained his own trust. This news was a bit scary.

"have no idea."

Bunker pursed his lips and said in a deep voice: "There is no way to find out this news. Have any strangers approached you intentionally recently?"

"Or, is there someone who suddenly becomes very close to you?"

Don't say it's the other party.

Even Bunker himself did not expect such a thing to happen. After learning the news, he hurriedly drove a police car to the city hall regardless of the agreed time. He had to issue a warning as quickly as possible.

"Bang~"

Ethan frowned tightly and tapped his fingertips on the table intensively.

stranger.

The relationship suddenly became closer.

To be honest, his social circle is not large, and there are only a few people with whom he has good relationships.

Brock has become very close, and he is completely in his own boat, but he has known him for so many years, and he is still the sergeant of the Banshee Town Police Department, so there is no need for him to do such a thing.

And Watts is unlikely to be able to recruit him.

However, that guy's financial situation is very bad, and he also likes to spend time and drink. No one can guarantee what choice Brock will make when faced with the temptation of money and women.

There are still three people whose relationship has suddenly become much better.

Alice, Jenny and Cruz.

The former has been studying in Philadelphia and has just graduated. She should not have the opportunity to come into contact with white supremacists, but it is hard to say. At the inaugural dinner, the guy said that she was of German descent.

Moreover, young girls who are not deeply involved in the world are indeed easily attracted by those extreme thoughts.

The possibility is not impossible.

As for Cruz, this female police officer is a loner. When she was young, she was a female gangster who went to a juvenile detention center and later became a soldier. Her experience is relatively complicated. From this aspect, she is more likely.

The way she touches herself is also proactive enough.

But taking the initiative to a certain extent makes her appear aboveboard.

Moreover, Cruz had a conflict with people from the fraternity and shot one of them. He was provoked during lunch just now.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be her.

Could it be a trick?

Finally, there was Jenny, but the female assistant was quickly eliminated by him. When he went to the school to ask for help, he never told her that he was going to deal with the Aryan Brotherhood. If Watts had arranged for someone to come over at that time.

Then he is convinced that he was tricked to death.

While he was thinking, Bunker said nothing and just sat silently.

"The undercover you mentioned, I thought about it, it might be among these three people." After Ethan was silent for a while, he said in a low voice: "Brock, Alice and Cruz."

No matter how likely it is, list the people first.

Then try to eliminate them one by one.

When he heard the three names that popped up, Bunker scratched his neck unnaturally and said that he was feeling bad. He really didn't expect that two of them were his colleagues.

But now that the other party can tell it, it proves that there is indeed something fishy.

"Um!"

He coughed lightly and said with difficulty: "I don't know what to say, but I can guarantee that the informant's information is absolutely correct."

This is investigating the people around you, and it’s not easy for anyone.

But he must emphasize the reliability of his information and remind the other party not to let emotions affect their judgment. Having an undercover agent by his side can kill people at critical times, especially when Morgan is such an unruly person.

"I got you."

Ethan gritted his teeth and his voice came out of his throat: "No matter who it is, I will definitely find a way to find out!"

The moment he got the news, he already took the initiative.

From a bright card to a dark card.

The situation on both sides has changed, and I still have to play this game. If I do it mentally or not, I don't believe that I can't find out who is the undercover.

"How are you going to find it?"

Bunker nodded, scratched his neck and reminded: "Also, no matter what your next plan is, you need to stop before you find the undercover. You are well aware of the risks involved."

“White supremacists.”

Ethan stared at the other person's scratching neck, his eyes bright: "Do all those people have tattoos like yours?"

The elimination method is always the most effective.

After eliminating everything first, he thought of a way. Although he would suffer some losses, he couldn't care less about it now!

"uh-huh."

Bunker took his hands off his neck with some embarrassment and asked curiously: "I can't say 100%, it will be more than 95%. We will tattoo it on various parts of the body. What do you mean?"

"Starting with Officer Cruz."

Ethan shook out the cigarettes and handed one to Bunker: "I want to check her whole body to see if there are any such tattoos."

"Pap~"

The male policeman couldn't hold the cigarette firmly and dropped it on the table, knocking out the tobacco. (End of chapter)