My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"During this period, the only people who came in and out of the house were the people from the club."

Proctor did not avoid Rebecca and directly told Boden: "Be clean and don't let anyone go who has been to our house."

Boden stretched out his hand to adjust his glasses and nodded silently.

At noon, when Ethan was patrolling, a bicycle suddenly rushed out from the sidewalk next to him, and he was so frightened that he stepped on the brakes.

"I'm sorry, officer."

The kid on the bicycle knew that he had caused trouble, scratched his head and apologized to Ethan.

"It's okay. Be careful when you cross the road in the future."

Not wanting to compete with an eight or nine-year-old child, Ethan waved his hand and told him to ride away quickly.

The little black boy nodded quickly, held the bicycle and ran away.

Ethan shook his head and smiled, and was about to drive away when he saw the bicycle in the little boy's hand, thought of something, and quickly turned the steering wheel.

"Shet."

Ethan cursed secretly, they had always forgotten one thing.

Proctor could easily narrow down the informants based on the search warrant information.

He doesn't need evidence to do things, and it's not difficult to silence a few strippers.

Ethan also remembered Miranda when he saw the bicycle just now. There was a children's bicycle leaning against the wall next to her lawn.

He stepped on the accelerator, trying to give Miranda a quick warning.

The police car soon arrived near Miranda's residence. From a distance, the single mother could be seen walking out of the house, carrying a garbage bag in her hand.

At the same time, in another direction, an Iveco also quickly approached Miranda's residence.

Miranda walked to the sidewalk and threw the bag in her hand into the trash can nearby.

She clapped her hands and took out her keys from her pocket.

There was a roar of cars ahead, and Miranda raised her head.

When she saw the oncoming Iveco, her face instantly turned pale, her fingers trembled, and she dropped her keys on the sidewalk.

The man driving the Iveco looked very familiar to her. He had a pair of black-rimmed glasses and a bow tie.

This unattractive man who followed Proctor all day long did the dirty work for his boss, and she had seen Boden hitting people more than once.

Yesterday I received the news that Proctor had been arrested. The other strippers treated it as a joke. No one thought that he would be locked up for too long.

Miranda vaguely felt that Proctor's arrest should be related to her.

Although she was happy, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

I originally wanted to take a sick leave today, but I was afraid that I would be exposed.

She could only bite the bullet and go out to work. Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked out of the door, she saw the scary guy driving straight towards her.

Miranda wanted to open her legs and escape, but she was like a mouse being stared at by a cat, unable to move, as if her body was frozen.

Just when she was desperate, a piercing siren sounded behind her.

Ethan also noticed the Iveco, and unexpectedly encountered Proctor who sent someone to silence him. He would not be stupid enough to think that Boden sitting in the driver's seat was just passing by.

The distance was too far, and if Borden made a sudden attack, Miranda would definitely die.

He had an idea and quickly sounded the siren.

This harsh sound immediately caught Boden's attention.

Borden looked away from Miranda and spotted a police car approaching from the opposite direction.

He gritted his teeth and continued to press the accelerator without stopping the vehicle.

The two cars passed by each other, and the two people's eyes collided. Ethan couldn't imagine what a person had gone through to have such a pair of dead eyes.

Iveco turned a corner and disappeared at the end of the road.

When Ethan drove the police car to Miranda's side, she realized what she was doing, her legs gave way, and she collapsed directly on the ground.

Just after meeting each other, Miranda was already sweating profusely.

Ethan quickly got out of the car and helped her up, comforting her:

"never mind."

"Why did he come to me?" Miranda stood up reluctantly and looked at Ethan in horror.

Ethan buckled his belt and said helplessly:

"There are not many outsiders who can enter Proctor's house. I think you must be within the scope of his guess, but your reaction just now has confirmed that you are the informant."

"Then what should I do now?" Miranda grabbed Ethan's arm tightly and said excitedly: "You can't ignore it."

Ethan glanced inside the room: "Where is your child?"

"At the daycare center."

"is it safe?"

"I didn't tell anyone at the club."

"That's good." Ethan thought for a while and said:

"Although Proctor was captured, his men are still there. You can't stay in this place any longer."

Miranda gritted her teeth. She understood what Ethan meant: "Wait for me for three minutes."

After finishing her sentence, she quickly walked into the house.

Ethan thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and made a call. Although Miranda made the decision, she did help a lot and he couldn't just watch it.

A few minutes later, Miranda quickly walked out dragging a suitcase.

Ethan stepped forward and helped her pick up the suitcase and put it away: "What about your house? Do you need me to help you deal with it?"

"No, this is for rent."

Miranda looked at the place where she had lived for several years with reluctance and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Without any further hesitation, Miranda simply turned around and got in the car.

Ethan escorted her all the way to the day care center, waited for Miranda to pick up the child, and then headed to the highway with her.

A blue pickup truck was parked at the intersection, and Hood was leaning on the front of the car, holding a paper bag in his hand.

Ethan honked the horn to signal Miranda to stop, and he also parked the car next to Hood.

Taking the paper bag from Hood's hand, he walked towards Miranda:

"Do you know where to go?"

Miranda rubbed the head of the little boy sitting in the passenger seat and forced a smile: "I have a cousin in Chicago."

"Very good, don't come back again."

Ethan handed over the paper bag in his hand: "There's not much I can do. Here are twenty thousand US dollars, which should be enough for you to settle down."

"Thank you, you are a good person." Miranda hesitated for a while, but still took the money:

"Promise me to take down Proctor."

Miranda waved goodbye, turned the wheel and steered the silver Nissan onto the highway, where it quickly disappeared into traffic.

Fortunately, he got there in time. Ethan lit up his cigarette and blew out the smoke, feeling a little scared.

Footsteps sounded next to him, and Ethan flicked off his cigarette ashes:

"I'll give you my share when I get back."

Now we can no longer do that stupid thing of taking out tens of thousands of dollars from our bodies.

"No."

Hood shook his head sadly: "It was my negligence, not your words. I don't know what would have happened to her."

"But how to say it." Hood crossed his arms and said:

"Now I have another reason to deal with Proctor."

"Speaking of this." Ethan kicked away the stones at his feet: "Do you think Alex has a lot of hope?"