My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The eyes of the two groups collided with each other, full of gunpowder.

Hood smiled and said hello: "Good morning, Mr. Proctor."

"It's a nice day today, Sheriff."

Proctor glanced back and forth and nodded with the same smile.

But his words changed again: "Accusing me of illegal possession of weapons, is this what you can do?"

Hood crossed his arms with a smile on his face:

"Don't worry, of course it's not just that. I will keep an eye on you until I find evidence that you killed Alex."

Ethan keenly noticed that when talking about killing Alex, Rebecca scratched the corner of her skirt without leaving any trace.

"I believe you have this chance. Also, don't say nonsense. Be careful, I will sue you for libel."

Proctor rubbed his fingers with a proud look on his face:

"But having said that, I want to express my gratitude to you. It was you who locked me up so that I had a perfect alibi."

Hood pursed his lips, stopped talking nonsense with him, and walked towards the police station.

When Proctor saw several of them in uniform leaving, the smile on his face disappeared and he walked into the restaurant with a straight face.

Back at the police station, Siobhan said angrily:

"Sooner or later, we will catch him again."

Brock came over with coffee: "Who are you talking about?"

"I just met Proctor outside." Ethan pulled out his chair, sat down, and turned on the computer.

Brock looked outside first, then sat down: "There is no need to be angry about this kind of thing, I have experienced it too many times."

"At least after this incident, he won't dare to be too unscrupulous when he wants to do something again."

After a brief morning meeting, they began today's patrol.

After killing the rabbit, Hood became more and more skillful in doing things and looked more and more like a police sergeant.

In the evening, Ethan was on duty at the police station. While he was collecting information about the Chino tribe on his computer, the alarm phone rang.

He moved his chair and answered the phone:

"Hello, Banshee Police Department."

"Is Brock here?" A woman's voice came from the phone, a bit drunk.

Ethan raised his head and looked to the side, where Brock was nibbling on a donut.

"This is Ethan Morgan, may I help you?"

He asked instead of handing the phone to Brock.

The other person paused: "Hi, Ethan, I've heard your name. I'm Emily. You should know who I am."

"Of course, please wait."

Ethan put down the pen that was recording the information and handed the receiver to Brock:

"Emily is looking for you."

Brock hurriedly wiped away the debris on his body, wiped his hands with a tissue, and took the receiver.

Emily is Brock's ex-wife. The two had disagreements over Brock's work, and the marriage ended with Emily cheating on her.

There are only two or three kittens in the police station. Except for Hood, the other people know each other's family life situations very well.

I just don’t know when Brock and Emily got entangled again.

After hesitating for a while, Brock hung up the phone:

"Emily called the police that a stranger appeared near the house. I'll go take a look."

Ethan didn't even look up: "Remember to wear a condom."

"You're an asshole."

Brock drank the coffee in the cup, glared at Ethan, and walked out of the police station holding his belt.

While he was busy, his cell phone rang again.

Unlock the screen and there is a message from Nora.

She said Alex's widow mentioned a tribal councilor named Thompson, whose name Alex had been mentioning a lot lately, and who seemed to have a good relationship.

Ethan moved the mouse and found the previous file information.

He used his mobile phone to take a photo of the computer screen and sent it to Nora.

After a while, the phone rang again.

After showing the photo to her sister-in-law, Nora confirmed that the person on it was Thompson.

He put down his cell phone, tapped his fingers on the desktop, and looked at the computer. This Thompson was the Chino tribal councilor who was almost kidnapped by Proctor before.

Ethan and Siobhan rescued him, his mistress and child, and the kidnappers later clashed with Kate Moody, who lost her life for a dog.

It was because of that incident that Hood and Proctor officially faced each other.

However, Ethan remembered that this Thompson was targeted by Proctor because he wanted to vote to remove Alex, and he wanted to use him to scare the monkeys.

When did Thompson become Alex's confidant again? This change was too fast.

Guessing won't do anything, so just ask.

Ethan remembered that Thompson had given him a business card, and after rummaging in the drawer for a while, he found it.

After the phone rang a few times, someone answered the call.

"This is Thompson, who is calling me?"

Ethan put his legs up on the table and played with the pen in his hand: "Mr. Thompson, good evening, I am Ethan Morgan, do you remember me?"

After a moment of silence, Thompson tentatively asked:

"police officer?"

"That's right." Seeing that the other party finally remembered him, Ethan breathed a sigh of relief.

Thompson's tone became much more polite: "I wonder what you want from me?"

Ethan asked simply: "Is it convenient for us to chat in person?"

Thompson hesitated for a while. Although he said he didn't know what he wanted from him, but the other party had saved his life before, he still agreed.

The two agreed to meet at his mistress's house half an hour later.

After Ethan hung up the phone, he immediately called Nora again, and not long after, the roar of cars sounded outside the police station.

His Dodge Challenger braked suddenly and stopped next to the door.

Nora opened the car door. She was wearing a brown leather jacket, tight jeans, and a pair of combat boots.

Walking into the police station, she took off her sunglasses and looked at the layout inside:

"I don't understand what's so good about this place that makes you miss it so much."

"If it weren't for this place, it wouldn't be easy for you to contact Thompson." Ethan tapped her waist: "Can you zip up your leather jacket a little? People can see that you are carrying two guns."

"It's okay, these two guns have concealed carry licenses."

Nora waved her hand indifferently and sat down on Ethan's desk: "So, you have already contacted Thompson, right?"

Ethan nodded helplessly and looked at his watch. It was almost time, so he moved the mouse to turn off the computer.

"I really saw the right person."

Nora smiled and scratched his shoulder with the toe of her boot.

Ethan stretched out his hand to grab it, easily lifted Nola onto his shoulders, and walked to the side to turn off the light.

"let me go."

Nora still wanted to struggle, but was slapped hard twice by Ethan, and she immediately calmed down.

The flexibility is amazing.

Ethan slapped her mouth, squeezed her hard, and then put her down.

Nora glared at him hard, twisted her hips and walked towards the car.