My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

In the interrogation room, the policewoman lying on the table wiped away the snot and tears that had come out of her eyes.

After a while, he turned around and sat down.

Looking at the guy sitting opposite, she no longer dared to make any mistakes, and a trace of panic flashed deep in her eyes. She really thought she was going to die here just now, and she couldn't break free from the terrifying power of the other person.

"What do you want to do?"

After gathering herself, she said in a hoarse voice: "What can I do for you?"

Although he was still in shock, he felt more confident.

At least.

This guy doesn't want to kill himself right now.

This is not a normal interrogation. The other party has used actions to prove this. He has also received this information and can sit down and negotiate instead of calling himself to a secret corner and shooting him.

Prove that the other party wants to use you to achieve some purpose.

"Do what you're good at."

It feels good to talk to smart people. Ethan smiled and raised his eyelids: "Since the Aryan Brotherhood is gone now, and your mission has failed, just return to New York and your HR."

"I need to know, who is the person standing behind Simmons?"

"Can you do this for me?"

"Ms. Cruz!"

With the identity of the other party, it is most appropriate to be an undercover agent. There is no problem in terms of trust. Her identity here has not been exposed anyway. The matter of unloading the gun just now can be vague with a few words.

It’s fun to think about repaying the other person with his own way.

"Can you give me another cigarette?"

Cruz rubbed his neck and asked stiffly.

She had already imagined this kind of rebellion behavior when she was in the interrogation room, so she didn't seem too surprised. It was not surprising that the other party could bring out Simmons's photo, knowing HR.

No matter what the reason is, I can't agree to it.

Policewomen know their worth.

Ethan smiled and flicked the cigarette case and lighter with his fingers. After a little punishment, he believed that the other party could distinguish the big and small kings.

"HR organizations are dangerous."

After taking a few puffs of cigarette, Cruz said in a low voice.

"Um."

Ethan dusted off his cigarette.

"Simmons is a very ruthless person." The tough policewoman moved her neck, as if there was still some discomfort there.

"oh."

The mayor expressed his indifference.

"Half a million!"

Cruz had no choice but to throw out his cards.

This guy was too slippery and didn't follow her words at all, so now he had no choice but to state his request directly.

"no problem."

To the other party's expectation, Ethan agreed. He put out his cigarette butt on the table: "Find the person behind Simmons and help me find out all the actions against Banshee Town."

"I will give you this money after the matter is completed."

"afterwards?"

Cruz frowned.

"So Ms. Cruz, do you think I'm a fool?" Ethan looked at the policewoman from the HR organization coldly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "I'll give you half a million now and let you disappear into the sea of ​​people?"

Hearing this, the policewoman's face turned slightly red.

The two of them no longer looked like they were at war with each other just now, and started serious negotiations.

We are all considered acquaintances, so we will get straight to the point.

Cruz thought for a while, then tapped the cigarette on the table with his hand: "Then what will I do if you regret it later?"

If no money is given then, she will not be able to ask for salary.

The strengths of both sides are not proportional.

"Just think of it as a business risk." Ethan smiled and said slowly: "Anyway, you are the only one who is lying to me so far. If you want to make this money, you have to seize this opportunity."

This woman is greedy for money.

She knew that she could definitely get half a million, so she simply used this to catch her.

Threats are of no use.

The other party is a loner and is not afraid of his own threats. If you want to instigate the opponent, you can only do it in terms of interests.

Cruz took a deep breath from the cigarette, his voice still trembling: "You are not afraid that after I agree, I will disappear directly. This is the way that does no harm to me, isn't it?"

"I'm willing to accept this business risk."

Ethan waved his hand and responded calmly: "Yes, there is indeed no harm to you, but there is no benefit either."

"How about it, can we reach an agreement?"

no doubt.

The answer to this question is yes.

Everything Cruz does is for money. Now not only has she not been punished, but she also has the opportunity to earn half a million dollars. She really can't think of any reason to refuse.

As the hands came together, the two officially reached a consensus.

The boundary between enemies and friends is sometimes not so clear-cut, not to mention that they are just partners now. As long as there is one more channel to find out the person behind him, Ethan doesn't mind letting go of the unpleasantness of being calculated.

What's more, Cruz didn't calculate anything about himself.

Instead, he used her to dig a hole for the boss of the Aryan Brotherhood and the Senators.

All the advantages were taken by myself.

Forgiving the other person for what they did will naturally not cause much psychological hindrance.

"Mayor Morgan."

Holding Ethan's hand, Cruz said seriously: "I don't care who I work for, I just hope that when things get done, you have to remember your promise!"

"certainly."

Ethan raised his eyebrows: "Just resign after today. The excuses for Simmons are all ready."

"Calvin went crazy and killed Watts himself. His wife went to the police station to report the crime. A conflict broke out between the police and the Aryan Brotherhood. The latter had been beaten to the point of no longer needing to exist."

"That mad dog."

Listening to Ethan's words, Cruz couldn't help but cover his forehead.

She could completely imagine Simmons's rage after learning the news, but no matter how angry she was, it was useless.

It just so happened that she had had enough of this hellish place.

After a few more explanations, Ethan left the interrogation room and approached Brock to ask him to cooperate with his plan. Anyway, not many people knew what Cruz had done, so he could just find an excuse.

As for whether Cruz will defy the situation and even dig a hole with Simmons to bury himself.

Don't worry about that.

Harold and others are also keeping an eye on Simmons. With each other's mutual confirmation, they can try to avoid that kind of situation.

"Dong dong."

There was a knock on the door, and Bunker poked his head in.

He looked at the two people sitting at the coffee table drinking coffee, and said in a hoarse voice: "Mayor Morgan, Sheriff Lotus, Maggie's mood has stabilized a little. I'll take her home to rest."

"OK."

Brock stood up with his belly puffed out, and the smile on his face was harder to suppress than AK: "I'm very sorry for what she went through. Please bring my regards."

An inexplicable morning brings an inexplicable ending.

He is the biggest beneficiary.

Not only will his prestige increase a lot, but his workload in the future will become visibly easier, so even though he knows that the other person is in a bad mood, he still can't control his joy.