My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Rivera asked straightforwardly, and Ethan answered happily.

I thought he would quibble, but I didn't expect him to admit it openly.

"Are you a Mormon?" Rivera noticed Dalia's gaze, hooked Ethan's feet, and rubbed them up and down a few times.

"You don't need to provoke her."

Ethan took a sip of the ice water and said nonchalantly: "Her name is Dalia. She doesn't care about these things at all. If you are interested, she can also discuss things together."

"Besides, I'm not a Mormon, I just have a big appetite."

Rivera rolled her eyes and stirred the ice cubes vigorously: "Should I praise you for your honesty, or should I scold you for your shamelessness."

"Whatever you want is fine." Ethan said with a smile:

"That's me, isn't it?"

Rivera was so angry that she stomped Ethan so hard that the pain made him grin.

Seeing him like this, Rivera finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But recalling Ethan's physique, she still shuddered, and a lot of the resentment in her heart was relieved.

Soon, Dalia came over with food.

At Ethan's invitation, Dalia also sat down next to him. The expected smell of gunpowder did not arise, and the three of them chatted together.

Out of curiosity about Ethan's past life, Rivera also asked Dalia in front of him.

They chatted from Ethan's past deeds to new season fashions, and then quickly moved to the latest gossip. They both had similar interests and hobbies, and the more they chatted, the more speculative they became.

Ethan sat aside, feeling like he was the redundant one.

After he finished his lunch, he saw two women chatting happily about gossip news and shook his head helplessly.

"You guys talk first, I'll go over and take a look."

Ethan stood up, explained to them, and then walked to the dining table.

Packing up all the cakes on the dinner plate, and after paying the bill, he walked towards Kadi carrying several large boxes of cakes.

Seeing Brock like that on the road just now made him a little worried.

Although he has resigned, those are his friends.

If something really happened, I couldn't just sit back and watch.

The moment he pushed open the glass door, he felt dazed for a moment, as if he was going to drive a police car out for patrol later.

"Ethan."

There was an exclamation, and Alma stood up from the reception desk and looked at him in surprise.

"Please, I've only resigned for less than a month."

Ethan walked forward with a smile and put down a box of cakes: "Don't act like I've been missing for a long time."

"You won't come back to see me more often."

Alma came out of the reception desk and gave him a firm hug.

After exchanging pleasantries with her, Ethan carried his things and walked inside.

"I won."

Siobhan hummed happily and took the ten dollars from Emmett's hand.

Seeing Emmett looking at him and shaking his head, Ethan put the cake on the table and asked angrily: "Are you betting on me?"

"I bet you will come to the police station to visit us within half an hour."

Emmett stepped forward and bumped shoulders with him: "Siobhan bet you within an hour."

"I was eating nearby just now and wasted some time."

Ethan curled his lips and walked up to Siobhan: "I knew that Brock would definitely tell you."

"It's good to see you back."

Siobhan stood on tiptoes and hugged him for a while before reluctantly letting go of his hand.

They have always maintained communication. After Ethan went out, he also sent Siobhan a lot of travel photos along the way. She already knew before Brock that Ethan would be back today. "

After a few people chatted for a while, Ethan randomly found a chair and sat down:

"When I met Brock just now, he seemed to be worried about something?"

Emmett and Siobhan looked at each other, Emmett spread his hands and sat down directly.

"A homicide occurred within the jurisdiction."

Siobhan sat on the table and gritted his teeth and said: "The ones who were killed were all young and beautiful girls."

"All?" Ethan became serious after hearing the key point:

"Serial murder case?"

"We suspect that two people have been killed now." Siobhan glanced at Emmett, who still pretended not to hear anything, picked up the cake and ate it.

The case has not yet been solved, and relevant information cannot be disclosed to civilians according to regulations.

But it was Ethan in front of him, and Emmett chose to be temporarily deaf.

Siobhan shook his head: "It's still a very cruel way, a sacrificial one."

As for the sacrificial serial killings, Ethan couldn't help but feel a headache for them.

This kind of case is the most troublesome, and usually involves fanatical cult members. Those people do not commit crimes impulsively, so they leave little evidence.

So relatively speaking, they are all relatively difficult to detect.

"Have you contacted the FBI?" Ethan asked, "I suggest letting them handle this matter. You just need to cooperate."

"Already contacted."

Siobhan nodded: "The special agents they sent have also arrived in the town."

"You know Brock." Emmett said silently:

"Less than a month after he took over as chief, two consecutive murders occurred in the town. This is not good news for him."

Ethan finally understood why Brock was frowning. Although this was a federal case, the incident happened in Banshee Town. He was the elected Sheriff and was responsible to the townspeople.

If the case cannot be solved for a long time, it will also be a blow to his prestige.

But now that the FBI has stepped in, the problem should be solved soon, except for Brock's loss of face.

"Okay, then I'll go back first."

Through the window, Ethan saw Rivera walking out of Miles' restaurant and stood up as well.

Since there is no problem with their personal safety, there is no need for him to intervene. After all, the name is not justified now.

Siobhan took the cake from Emmett, took a big bite, and said vaguely:

"Come back and sit down more often when you have time."

Ethan pinched her bulging cheeks and rubbed them, not knowing what to say nicely.

Leave the police station and drive to the supermarket.

Rivera was in a pretty good mood and was still humming a song quietly.

"I didn't expect you two to be so opportunistic." Ethan held the steering wheel and glanced at her.

"She's much more interesting than you."

Rivera smiled and said: "She also invited me to visit her house in the evening."

"OK!"

Ethan's eyes lit up and he nodded quickly.

"She also told me that you would definitely react like this and asked me to take care of you." Rivera gritted her teeth and reached out her hand to pinch him.

"It's okay, let's have dinner together."

Opportunities need to be created by oneself, and Ethan immediately shamelessly made suggestions.

In fact, it's a good thing that Rivera can make friends when she comes here alone, so she won't be too lonely.

He couldn't stay with her in Banshee Town forever.