My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Through surveillance footage and the identification of the store owner, they successfully obtained a photo of the person who purchased the phone.

Erin took clear photos with her mobile phone and sent them back to the bureau.

"You cooperated well just now."

After leaving the mobile phone store, the two walked towards the parking place. Erin said relaxedly: "As long as we find out the name of the idiot who bought the mobile phone, we can continue."

"Hey, when you have nothing to do, would you like to come to my house and play with your little butt?"

When passing by the place just now, a provocative voice sounded from behind, and then, with a bang, several pieces of broken glass splashed at their feet.

The two stopped and turned around. It was the same long-haired man wearing a denim jacket just now.

"Girl."

The hairy man reached out and scratched his crotch and said with a smile:

"I'll let you in."

Ethan licked his lips when he saw the broken beer bottle on the sidewalk two or three meters away from them.

I can’t remember the last time someone threw a bottle at me.

He reached out and took off the police badge and python, and handed them to Irene:

"Please help me get it, thank you."

In addition to the Shaggy, there were three people standing next to the car waiting to be repaired. Irene shook her head and said, "Forget it, this is not an assault on the police."

"I insist."

Ethan patted the thing into her hand and strode over.

"Longhair, let's play."

Ethan stood in the middle of the open space and waved to the long-haired man.

"I'm not that stupid."

The hairy man picked up another bottle of beer and walked over with a smile: "You just want to lure me into action and arrest me on charges of assaulting a police officer."

"Did you see the police badge on me?"

Ethan lifted his coat and turned around: "Don't worry, my colleagues won't see anything."

"That's right." He pointed to the people behind Changmao again:

"You guys come together, I'm in a hurry."

Erin put her hand on her gun and watched with interest. She didn't expect this newcomer to be so arrogant, and there were four people opposite him.

But those people didn't dare to do anything, so it would be better to let this Ethan suffer a little.

Seeing how coaxing he was, two people behind him dropped their tools and walked forward with a sneer.

Changmao threw the wrench and beer bottle to the ground: "Don't say we bullied you."

"What nonsense."

Ethan rushed forward, grabbed Shao Mao's head, and rushed him back with quick steps.

"Boom."

His head was knocked hard against the car door by Ethan, and the car body was instantly dented.

The two people who stood up just now stood there in a daze.

The clenched fists also relaxed.

Ethan loosened his hand holding his head, and Chang Mao suddenly fell soft to the ground, making him feel dizzy.

Looking at the other two people, they quickly raised their hands, took a few steps back, and leaned against the wall as if to admit defeat.

"Please, don't do this."

Ethan hooked his finger at one of them: "I haven't started to warm up yet, let's play some more."

Seeing the two people shaking their heads in a hurry, Ethan suddenly felt bored and stepped down.

"ah!"

The long-haired man cried out in pain, and the legs of several other people tightened instantly.

"This Mr. Hairy."

Ethan crushed his crotch with his boot and asked with a smile: "Is there anything you want to say?"

"sorry."

The hairy man said with a red face.

"Who are you saying sorry to?" Ethan crushed him hard again.

"sorry."

The hairy man turned sideways and looked at Erin: "I'm very sorry, ma'am."

"You're not interesting at all."

Ethan rubbed the footprints away and turned around to leave.

"Thanks."

Erin returned the equipment to him and smiled: "This set doesn't work for me."

Ethan was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"A tough guy stands up for girls and shows his bravery." Erin shook her head: "I'm not a little girl, I don't accept this."

"You might not believe it."

Hanging up his pistol and police badge, Ethan shrugged and said, "I really hate people throwing beer bottles at me."

"Besides, you are Hank's adopted daughter, and I am not interested in you."

"Hey."

Erin pushed his shoulder and showed off her figure: "Do you know what you are talking about? I am a sexy woman."

"Besides, what happened to Hank's adopted daughter?"

"Whoever I am friendly with has nothing to do with him."

"Uh-huh."

Ethan lifted his chin and looked at it carefully. He was indeed in good shape: "You are right, then let us be together."

"Get away." Erin rolled her eyes.

"Hahaha."

After all the nonsense, their atmosphere was finally not as stiff as when they came here.

When I returned to the police station, I found the person's information in the mobile phone store and had already retrieved it.

Antonio posted the printed photo on a question mark under the eight claws:

"According to clues provided by Colombia, the gunman's name is Omar Rojas, a freelance killer."

Hank stood up and said in a hoarse voice:

"Based on the clues we have now."

"Leif, it's the boss."

"Cooper is in charge of shipping goods. Who is the next person in their chain of command?"

"Since Ba Zhao chose to attack Leif, and Cooper also died, the next person to target must be the leader of Leif's team."

"Do you have any other clues?"

"No." Everyone shook their heads.

"Fine."

Hank looked at Antonio:

"Send this photo of Omar Rojas and Ba Zhao to all departments in the city, all airports, train stations, bus stations and subway stations, etc., and ask them to assist in the search."

"No matter what method you use, find these two people quickly."

"Okay, Sheriff."

Everyone answered in unison and began to get busy.

At this time, a middle-aged man with short blond hair came up from the stairs. He put one hand in his pocket and looked at Hank with a cold face.

Hank turned around and walked into the office with a straight face, followed by the man with short blond hair.

"Who is this guy?"

Ethan and Antonio pushed the whiteboard to the corner and asked him.

"Inspector Bailden."

Antonio glanced into the interrogation room: "I'm probably here for that child."

"Um?"

Ethan stopped what he was doing: "I thought that child had been picked up by his parents a long time ago."

"Ha ha."

Antonio smiled: "Although it is very cliché, it is still a good joke, but you can't say it casually in the future, it will cause conflicts, okay?"

After speaking, Antonio patted him on the shoulder and returned to his seat.

Ethan was stunned for a moment and realized that he had indeed told a hellish joke unintentionally. If he met someone with a sensitive mind, he would immediately label him.