My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

While I was out with Erin just now, Adam Rusek, the newcomer who just arrived today, had already taken his position, right in front of me.

Sandwiched between him and Julie, with her back to the stairwell.

Seeing Ethan approaching, Rusek stretched out his hand: "Sorry, I didn't know you were a police detective today."

"It doesn't matter."

Ethan clapped his palm: "We are in the same group, it doesn't matter. I don't mind if you call me Ethan, just buy me a drink."

"certainly."

Rusek nodded quickly. Everyone was new and psychologically closer.

Here just now, he had a cold face but a warm butt.

In fact, everyone is the same. If Ethan didn't have Hank's support, he would be treated like Rusek now.

Until you do something convincing, who knows whether you can be trusted as a person.

Maybe stay for a few days and then get out.

Ethan returned to his seat and sat down comfortably.

After running outside for almost a day, he finally had a rest. He turned on the computer and looked at the corner of the table.

Two small flags were placed on the flag stand, the Stars and Stripes and the state flag.

He clicked the mouse, entered the password to open the computer, and then threw the flag holder into the drawer.

Closing the drawer, he turned his head:

"Are those things on the wall behind Antonio real or just decorations?"

Olinsky bit the red twist candy and looked in the direction Ethan was pointing. On the wall opposite them, on a wide wooden board, there were more than a dozen small cold weapons densely packed on it.

There are daggers, knives, shurikens, cross darts and more.

"Put it here, it's just a decoration." Olinsky smiled: "If you take it outside, it's hard to say."

"All right."

Ethan turned his attention to his computer and skillfully entered the address of the oil pipeline.

Among a lot of videos of young ladies dancing, I chose a cooler one and clicked on it.

In the main room, everyone was busy, the phone rang, and Antonio and Julie could be heard calling different departments to request a search.

Rusek was also looking at the case files carefully.

"Hey."

Olinsky's head lay next to the screen, and he whispered:

"It's not right for you to do this."

Ethan then noticed that if Olinsky turned sideways, he could just see the corner of his screen.

“Send me the URL.”

The corners of Olinsky's mouth turned up, and the candy in his mouth shook.

Ethan raised his eyebrows and made a received gesture.

A few minutes later, Inspector Bairden came out of Hank's office, still looking bad.

After a while, Hank also walked out.

He took the little black guy out of the interrogation room and walked downstairs.

There was no danger, and it was soon time to get off work.

Cases need to be handled and life should be lived normally. Unless there are some very urgent cases or the tasks at hand are relatively heavy, it is normal to go to and from get off work.

If you work with a gun and don't take a good rest, problems can easily arise.

Turning off the video website, Ethan rubbed his eyes.

"Hey."

Horsted came over and sat down at Rusek's table: "Irene and I are waiting to go to Morley, are you going?"

Rusek asked curiously: "Molly?"

"It's a bar we often go to. It's owned by a fireman and half of us. It's also a blue bar."

Horsted pointed downstairs: "Atwater from the patrol team held a party in Morley tonight. There were many people and asked us to come and play."

"I won't go."

Rusek shook his head: "I have an appointment with friends for dinner tonight, let's do it another day."

"That's okay." Horsted looked at Ethan:

"And you?"

"Send me your address." Ethan nodded. It would be nice to get together with his colleagues after get off work, and he wouldn't have to earn the overtime pay of three melons and two dates.

People in the main room left one after another and tidied the table. Ethan stood up and put on his coat.

At this time, Hank came up from the stairs:

"Ethan, I'm going to play cards tonight, are you interested?"

"No."

He took off his police badge and put it in his pocket: "I promised Halstead that I would go to Morley's Bar at night."

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

Hank knocked on the table and returned to the office.

After finding a random place to have dinner, Ethan got in the car and drove to Morley's Bar according to the address sent by Horsted.

The so-called blue bars are usually opened by peers.

Many police officers like to have a few drinks after get off work. They usually choose to go to the blue bar, where they are surrounded by their colleagues, which can make them more relaxed.

After parking the car, Ethan glanced at the sign and walked inside.

"Sorry, sir."

A man standing next to the door stopped him with a smile:

"There is an event tonight and tickets need to be collected."

Ethan glanced at the advertising board at the door, took out a piece of change from his pocket, handed it to the man, and walked in casually.

I don’t know if it was because of the event, but it was packed with people.

This Molly's Bar is quite large. On the roof, small light bulbs are arranged like a net, emitting a yellow light.

The music was playing, the neon lights were flashing, and it looked like a nightclub.

This kind of lighting environment and the DJ playing DJ should be the reason for the charge tonight.

"Detective." A big black man wearing a gray woolen sweater and a suit came over with a beer glass and stretched out his arm to him.

"Hey."

Ethan almost didn't recognize it. The man who had changed his clothes before him was the male patrolman who was working with them today: "Atwater, right?"

"That's right."

Everyone here is a guest, let alone a police detective from the same branch as him. Atwater said with a smile: "I prepared this event tonight. Erin and the others will be sitting inside. I will take you there."

"Okay, please."

Ethan nodded and walked inside with Atwater.

After walking a few steps, I saw three people sitting at the square table in the middle of the bar. Not only Horsted and Irene, but also the female patrolman Burgess was here.

This Molly's Bar seems to be the place where they hang out after get off work.

"Guys." Atwater greeted from a distance:

"Look who's coming."

"Hi."

Ethan smiled and raised his hand and said hello to the three of them.

The female patrol officer was wearing a V-neck black dress, which had a unique style. She looked completely different from when she was wearing uniform today.

Next to her, there is an empty seat.

He nodded to the fair-skinned female patrol officer: "Is there anyone at this position?"

"Sit down."

Burgess smiled and shook his head, leaning inside.

"Atwater, what's going on with you?"

Eileen spread her hands: "Aren't we going to give any discount when we come in?"

"Detective Lindsay."

After Ethan sat down, Atwater leaned against the table and raised the big beer glass in his hand with a smile: "Please, business is business, I believe you can understand."