My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"rest assured."

Hood patted him on the shoulder: "Alex has a list in his hand, all evidence of Proctor's blackmail."

"I spoke to him on the phone today and he will appear in court to testify."

Miranda was originally unwilling to testify in court, and her departure had nothing to do with the overall situation. Now that Alex has come forward, and with all the witnesses and physical evidence available, Proctor cannot escape.

Ethan nodded and continued today's patrol.

Afternoon, Proctor Slaughterhouse.

Even though Proctor was incarcerated in the town jail, his work continued.

Rebecca organized the financial statements in the office and put the information in her bag.

As soon as she walked out of the side door, she stopped.

Next to his Mercedes-Benz, two cars parked.

It was not surprising that a car stopped, but what made her stop was that there were several bodyguards standing around one of the Lincoln cars.

Noticing his presence, Lincoln's back door was pushed open.

Seeing the person getting out of the car, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Although she didn't know what Alex was doing at the slaughterhouse, Rebecca still greeted him:

"Chief."

"Please, just call me Alex."

Alex was wearing a black shirt underneath his suit, with the two buttons open, revealing his strong chest muscles.

There are also several bodyguards following him. If nothing else, this style is extraordinary.

Rebecca looked at him and said:

"I wonder why Mr. Langcid came here? If it is about my uncle, please rest assured that the charges against him will be dropped soon. You have nothing to worry about."

Alex waved his hands behind his back, and the bodyguards behind him immediately dispersed and stood with their backs on their backs.

Rebecca was now wearing the white dress she had worn a few days ago, revealing her straight and slender thighs. Alex took two steps forward, only half a meter away from Rebecca.

He put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile: "You are wrong, I am very worried."

"I have never doubted Uncle You's ability, or rather his money ability."

"I also believe that your lawyers will win this case and save your uncle from the penalty of illegal gun possession."

Rebecca frowned, she was not used to strangers talking to her so close.

Alex smelled Rebecca's perfume and moved in circles around her:

"However, the documents recovered from his home show that there is a connection between your uncle and the Chino Moon Casino. This is something I don't want to see."

"Being targeted by the police would get me into big trouble."

Rebecca felt his eyes rolling on her chest and buttocks, and suppressed her anger and said: "After he comes out, my uncle will talk to you about this kind of thing. I believe there will be a solution."

"There are no solutions, only people who need to be solved." Alex took two steps back and said proudly:

"Rebecca, your uncle has been arrogant for a long time. Please believe me, his luck has run out."

"You don't have to wait for him to come out. Proctor doesn't have that chance, not because of how strong the Banshee Town Police Department is, but because I will help them and I will destroy your uncle with my own hands."

Hearing him say these words, Rebecca's face turned cold, and she couldn't help but panic inside.

Unexpectedly, Alex would choose to stand up at this time and add insult to injury. How could the person in front of him, who was like a waste in the eyes of his uncle, have such courage.

She hugged her satchel tightly: "Why are you telling me this? Aren't you afraid that I will tell my uncle?"

"He can't do anything now." Alex approached Rebecca, reached out and grabbed a strand of her golden hair, put it to his nose and sniffed deeply:

"As for why I am telling you this."

"I'm giving you a chance to choose. Stop following your uncle. A smart person will not stay on a leaky boat."

Rebecca's chest rose and fell, and she resisted the urge to punch him, pretending to be surprised and asked:

"I don't understand you?"

Alex looked at her chest and swallowed: "No, you understand."

"Trust me, you'll get more from me."

"I need time to think about it." Rebecca took a step back.

"Of course, after thinking about it, you know where to find me."

Alex waved his hand indifferently. What he enjoyed now was this feeling of victory, and he was not afraid of what Rebecca would say to Proctor.

Whenever he travels now, he will be accompanied by at least four armed guards, and he doesn't believe that Proctor can do anything to him.

Looking at the vehicle disappearing into the distance, Rebecca slowly squatted down.

She was so distraught now that she didn't know what to do. After all, she was just an Amish girl in her early twenties.

Now when a person encounters this kind of thing, he is immediately confused.

She took out her phone and wanted to call Ethan.

The moment he dialed it out, he suddenly pressed it down and arrested his uncle. Ethan also had a hand in it. What could he do to help him?

Rebecca gritted her teeth and stood up, dialing the lawyer's phone number.

Town jail, reception room.

Rebecca told Alex exactly what he was going to do, but she kept the part about herself hidden.

When Proctor knew that Alex was going to take the opportunity to attack him, his originally straight waist also became curved, and he fell into a long silence.

After a while, he asked the lawyer in a deep voice: "What's the progress on your side?"

The silence was broken, Jackson breathed a sigh of relief, and he loosened his tie:

"I have carefully studied the search warrant. The scope of the search is limited to the basement and does not include other rooms in the house."

"We can put the breaking point on this and argue with them that the secret room does not belong in the basement and is not within the scope of the search warrant. The evidence they obtained is invalid, thereby overturning their charges."

Proctor tapped the countertop: "Can we do this?"

"Of course." Jackson nodded.

"What's the winning rate?"

"Fifty percent, it mainly depends on what the judge decides." Jackson continued:

"In the meantime, I will apply for bail again, but of course D.A. Alison will not agree to it and we will argue about it to divert their attention."

"In order to carry out the case smoothly, she will definitely compromise. As long as you come out, it will be easier for us to operate."

Proctor asked with a solemn face: "And what about what Rebecca said?"

"It does add a lot of variables."

Jackson felt a headache and turned to look at Rebecca: "Do you think he would really do that kind of thing?"

"He looks very certain," Rebecca said through gritted teeth.

"But we don't know what cards he's going to play."

Jackson recorded with a pen: "No matter what, our top priority right now is to bail you out."