My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

There was a dragging sound, and the limp shoe tips made two marks on the ground.

The rest of the HR people didn't dare to say anything to stop it.

The main reason was that the dozens of bullets fired by the helicopter just now were so crisp that they never dared to doubt whether the other party would continue to fire.

Ethan's actions were subtle.

But she couldn't escape Xiao's eyes. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Phillips aside.

Suddenly I understood why the other party wanted to recruit this guy. His fists were hard enough, his hands were very dark, and most importantly, he looked like nothing had happened after being framed. He was indeed an excellent candidate for field service.

The bald detective's eyes twitched crazily, he cursed secretly and walked over.

"Open the trunk."

Dragging the guy to the gray Ford, Ethan asked pleasantly: "Mr. Detective, do you need my help again?"

His head shook rapidly, like a rattle.

The stinging pain under his ribs had already caused sweat to break out on Mitchell's forehead.

He kept breathing in the air-conditioning and pressed the car key with a shiver. His car was clean and he didn't believe these people could find anything.

"Click."

After a soft sound, the trunk lid opened upwards.

Move your steps and look inside.

Half a box of mineral water, a crowbar, and a steering wheel lock were all scattered in the trunk, but there were no other items.

According to what policewoman Carter said, the unique items she snatched were placed in this car.

Most likely it's the trunk.

Anywhere else is easily noticed by opponents.

"I don't know what you are looking for, but I know what you need to find." Mitchell looked at his empty trunk and spoke very forcefully: "That is a good lawyer."

"I absolutely reserve the right to prosecute regarding this incident."

"Oh~"

Ethan curled his lips in response and asked to close the trunk. Could it be that it was placed under the seat? Carter just said it was in the car, but in his hurry he forgot to tell where it was.

You can't call to ask now.

"Wait a minute."

Xiao noticed something was wrong and quickly dissuaded Ethan from his actions.

She quickly cleared a few debris aside, grabbed the hidden buckle and opened it, revealing the hidden compartment where the spare tire was stored.

"Haha~"

Phillips held the handle of the gun and let out a satisfied laugh.

The place where the tires were originally stored is now densely packed with pills wrapped in film. The pile of colorful pills can make the scalp of a trypophobia patient go numb.

The pills here weigh at least dozens or hundreds of pounds.

When Detective Mitchell saw those pills, even though he was not a trypophobe, his scalp was numb with fear and he broke into a cold sweat.

"etc."

He looked at Phillips and stammered: "Swear to God, these things are not mine."

The sweat on his forehead came more quickly.

There was such a trace of despair in this guy's eyes. No matter who was targeting him, he was afraid that there would be no chance of a comeback.

"Uh-huh."

With a smile on his face, Phillips mocked softly: "Detective Mitchell, I believe what you say, but I also know what you need now, a very, very good lawyer!"

This is to slap the other person in the face based on what they just said.

Mitchell's legs weakened and he collapsed on the ground. With these things and the testimony of the people next to him, he was in trouble this time.

The thought of going to jail made his stomach churn.

"Pfft~"

Under tremendous psychological pressure, he suddenly transformed into a Splatoon, and his vomit spewed out two to three meters away.

"grass!"

Ethan yelled continuously and jumped up in horror.

Thanks to his agility, he was able to narrowly avoid this attack which was not very harmful but extremely insulting.

Xiao retreated repeatedly, his face turned pale with fright.

Mountains of corpses and seas of blood can't scare her, but not this kind of thing, it's too disgusting!

"Hey~~~"

Seeing the dirt on the leather shoes and smelling the sour smell, Phillips snapped his finger whistle and shouted angrily: "What are you doing standing still? Bring all these bastards back to the bureau!"

After giving the order, the commandos immediately stepped forward alternately.

"do not move."

"Kneel down and put your head in your hands."

"Keep your hands where I can see them and don't do anything stupid."

The scolding continued, and the FBI quickly took control of the scene. There was a lot of noise and chaos everywhere.

Seeing Mitchell being dragged away, Phillips shook off his shoes and turned back in disgust:

"what's next?"

"Next, give me the car keys."

Ethan also looked at his leather shoes with disgust, covered his nose and took a few steps back: "In case there is more evidence, I will send it to you later, and you won't need to participate in the next thing for the time being."

This throw away attitude made Phillips tremble with anger.

But Ethan couldn’t help it.

I can’t tell the other party yet that this matter involves the New York Mayor’s chief of staff.

That kind of person deserves to be in a high position and with great authority.

And according to Harold, Alonzo Quinn had been deep in that position for nearly two decades, with mayors coming and going but his position standing.

The energy of this kind of person is very terrifying, and all aspects of their relationships are extraordinary.

It's not appropriate to talk too much to Phillips.

If it is accidentally leaked and the senator is alerted, many things will be in vain.

The bald detective gritted his teeth and threw out the car keys angrily: "Think carefully about what I just told you. What's the point of being a shabby mayor who earns thousands of dollars a month?"

"There are weapons in the car. If you get into trouble, give me my name."

"cut."

Ethan grabbed the car keys and raised his middle finger: "If I tell you your name, I'm afraid you will get beaten worse. After all, the people who want to kill you can be lined up in Brooklyn."

He laughed, greeted Xiao and turned to leave.

That's what I said.

It’s not as if federal agents get paid thousands of dollars a month.

What he is leveraging in Banshee Town is a business worth hundreds of millions. He will not consider other things until he has the basics in place. Phillips cannot guess his plans, otherwise, he would never bring up such a thing. .

This is a society of capital.

No one would miss the opportunity to make big money.

Phillips was left to finish here. He and Xiao quickly returned to where the car was parked. As soon as they got in the car, Ethan frowned and lit a cigarette, despite arresting most of the backbone of the HR organization in one fell swoop.

But there wasn't much joy on his face.

"Walter?"

Seeing his expression, Xiao spread his hands.

"I'm waiting for a call."

Ethan did not start the car, but played with his mobile phone: "As for my informant, the HR organization made such a big noise tonight, if she doesn't have any news for me."

At this point, the words paused.

No need to go on, Xiao already understood what was bothering him. To kill or not to kill, that was a question.

The car became quiet, both of them were waiting for the call. Xiao was also anxious to know what was going on with Carter and Reese, but they couldn't take the initiative to call because who knew what was happening on the other side.

"Buzz~"

The cigarette butt just bounced off, and the phone vibrated.

"it's me."

After answering and playing the song, Xiao's slightly deep voice sounded in the car. (End of chapter)