My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The second floor of the library.

Several people in the small group looked sideways and looked in the direction Ethan pointed.

"Are you talking about Simmons?"

Reese looked at the person in the photo and frowned: "How did you know him, and why did you say he was dead?"

"Cough~"

Harold reacted quickly and waved his hand quickly: "Mayor Morgan, you misunderstood. Not all the people we posted are dead people. We suspected that he was a rogue police officer, so we posted it."

The man with glasses explained again.

When they acted as vigilantes in New York, they could not avoid dealing with the city's law enforcement forces, and they even came into contact with many corrupt law enforcement officials.

Gradually, they discovered that in the oldest police station in the United States, with tens of thousands of law enforcement officers, there was a black police organization HR hidden in it, and Simmons, they suspected, was a member of HR.

Still a relatively important member.

"No doubt about it."

Throwing the chewing gum into his mouth, Ethan took a big bite and said with a smile: "So his name is Simmons, this guy is a criminal policeman."

"Last night, I followed a vehicle transporting unique products to New York. I watched with my own eyes as this guy escorted the batch of unique products to Brooklyn, but unfortunately, I couldn't follow where they were ultimately sent."

Hearing this, the trio of vigilantes looked at each other.

Reese shrugged, as if he was prepared: "Why don't I feel any surprise?"

"Mayor Morgan."

Harold limped forward and asked in confusion: "Why didn't you call the police last night?"

Just now I thought that this guy fell to his feet while dodging a grenade and fell to the ground, but now it seems that there was something wrong with the opponent's script.

"Why should I call the police?"

Ethan looked back and threw his phone to this guy: "That's not my job. I believe the New York Police Department has its internal affairs department. Those wages can't be white-collar, right?"

"No matter what method you used to hack into my phone, please restore it to its original appearance."

"Don't leave any hands or feet behind."

Harold almost choked to death when he said such words from a former law enforcement officer.

He shook his head and took the phone, moving his fingers quickly. The other party obviously had hacker friends, and he had obviously discovered the program he had left behind. This guy didn't dare to do any more tricks.

In case he is found to have tampered with him again.

With the opponent's temper of throwing grenades, he might do something.

In fact, Ethan's idea is very simple. He has no obligation to help the New York Police Department catch rats, and he does not receive a salary from the New York City. Anyway, he just kills everyone who stands in front of him.

"Hmph~"

Xiao snorted coldly and continued to pet the dog in his hand.

The hostility toward Ethan in his heart also weakened a lot, and he was able to follow the vehicle transporting the special items to New York.

Prove that the other party is also doing something.

"Mayor Morgan."

After thinking about it, Reese asked in a deep voice: "Then how do you plan to deal with Simmons?"

"No matter where you came from, I don't think you came to New York just for fun, chasing a vehicle transporting unique products, right?"

"Wait a minute."

He remembered something and asked quickly: "Could it be that you have been exposed to those people, so we received your social security number, and those people want to get rid of you?"

Ethan has no idea how to deal with Simmons.

But we must investigate the other party's background. Maybe that guy has a deeper relationship with the Aryan Brothers.

"have no idea."

He shook his head slowly, looked at the photos on the whiteboard and said, "To be honest, I came here to investigate a white supremacist organization in Pennsylvania, which runs a independence-making factory."

"I want to find the person behind it."

Looking at Reese again, Ethan grinned: "If you ask me how to deal with Simmons, maybe I will arrest him and find a place to wash his face. To be honest, I am very interested in the information he has."

"Besides, I don't think it's very likely that I'll be exposed."

Reese's eyebrows were raised when he heard about washing his face.

He looked at Ethan suspiciously, hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Weren't you a town policeman or a city policeman before? How did you learn the torture method of waterboarding to extract confessions?"

Hey, expert~

I just said to wash my face, and the other person immediately thought of waterboarding.

It seemed that this guy used to be an agent and didn't run away, but Ethan didn't say anything and just looked at the other person with a smile.

There are some things that you don’t need to explain to him.

I am not a newbie who just came out of society. Not long ago, everyone was holding guns at each other, and they would tell each other clearly about any crime. To be honest, these people were mysterious.

It is also necessary for him to add some mystery to himself.

"Mayor Morgan."

Harold handed the phone back and said hurriedly: "Actually, we have dealt with the HR organization before and eliminated many of their people, but it was no use. Those corrupt police officers soon appeared again."

"I mean, just targeting Simmons doesn't do anything."

"Behind him, there were others standing."

"oh?"

Ethan took the phone back and weighed it in his hands.

He pretended to be all ears, and Simmons' photo was posted on the whiteboard, proving that the other party was also the target of these people. Although the goals of both parties were the same, the handling methods were biased.

It seems that the other party wants to coordinate this deviation.

Harold was startled by the waterboarding that Reese just mentioned, and continued to persuade: "If you capture Simmons, the people behind him will hide deeper. This is probably not what you want to see." Bar?"

"The HR organization is deeply lurking in the New York Police Department. Only by finding the master controller can this organization be completely destroyed."

"Actually, we have been trying to find the person behind the scenes."

He adjusted his glasses, nodded heavily and said, "Don't worry, Mayor Morgan. If any clues are found during the investigation, I promise that they will be shared with you."

"so."

At this point, Harold blinked and said no more.

But what he meant was obvious enough.

Ethan smiled secretly in his heart. It was a surprise to unexpectedly find the person he was investigating here, but the other party asked him not to interfere, otherwise it would affect their investigation.

This thing is a bit too good, and the steamed buns you eat for free are not too dark.

Anyway, the other party has already agreed to find out the information sharing. There is no need to refuse such a thing. It is equivalent to the other party rushing to do the work for you.

Finally, I have to thank myself for not causing trouble.

"All right."

He pondered for a moment, then said with a troubled expression: "Since you are already investigating, I can't ruin your plan."

"Now let's get down to business."

"Did you find anything about the gunman who just appeared in the nightclub?"

"certainly."

Harold breathed a sigh of relief and quickly handed over his mobile phone: "Outside the nightclub, Mr. Reese killed two people and took photos of their faces and sent them to friends at the police station to help investigate. They did find something." (End of Chapter)