My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Upon hearing Atwater's words, Burgess immediately rolled his eyes.

She put the glass down: "Guys."

"Atwater is the stingiest person I have ever seen, and I guarantee you, you have never seen him like this.

Burgess danced: "We did yesterday."

Seeing Atwater trying to stop her, Burgess blocked his hand: "Yesterday, we drove for half an hour to find an ATM. Do you know why?"

"Just to find one that doesn't charge a handling fee, Omaiga."

"Ha ha."

Eileen and Halsted burst out laughing when they heard what Burgess said.

"I don't care what you say."

Atwater covered his stomach proudly: "A man's stomach must be full. You don't understand the joy of saving money."

"The minimum purchase is two beers tonight, drink it quickly, I'm not kidding you."

While speaking, Atwater patted the table:

"You guys chat, I'll go entertain the other guests."

"If it could be the cup in your hand, I think it would be great." Erin raised the beer cup in her hand and shook it.

"Next time."

Atwater picked up the oversized wine glass in his hand, winked at her, and turned to leave.

"Hey, we've been waiting for you for a while."

Horsted and Eileen greeted him.

"If you want something to drink, just ask the waiter." Burgess reminded him.

"OK."

Looking at the beer glasses in their hands, Ethan raised his hand.

Soon, the bartender came over.

Ethan handed over his credit card: "Four glasses of pure Macallan Single Barrel 18 Years Old, and one glass of beer, thank you."

"OK."

The waiter took the credit card and gave him a number.

When you order drinks later, just show your number and the bar will keep accounts.

"This is my first time meeting you all, so this round is mine." Ethan put away the number and smiled at them.

"Are you serious?"

Horsted said in surprise: "In fact, a glass of beer is enough. It doesn't cost too much."

"It doesn't matter, I can apologize to this beautiful lady."

Ethan smiled and looked at Burgess: "Well, at least I'm still a generous bastard, right?"

Burgess was stunned and waved his hand quickly: "Of course not."

"Ah, no, that's what I meant."

Ethan set a language trap for her, which suppressed Burgess for a moment and didn't know what to say.

She was even more angry, but couldn't show it.

The fire of gossip ignited in the eyes of Erin and Horsted, and they looked at the two people opposite with amusement on their faces.

The waiter brought the drinks over, saving Burgess from the awkward situation.

"guys."

Ethan picked up a small glass of whiskey: "Nice to meet you, cheers."

"Same for us, thanks Ethan."

Horsted shouted, reaching for the cup: "Cheers."

"Bang bang bang."

The bullet cups collided and made a crisp sound.

Several of them smiled, picked up the wine glasses, clinked them, and drank them all in one gulp.

Burgess drained the whiskey in one gulp, placed the glass heavily on the table, and breathed out the alcohol: "Phew, it's been a long day."

The smell of alcohol and what had happened just now made her face turn pink.

"Walter?"

Noticing Erin's gossipy gaze, she spread her hands.

"Don't get me wrong." Ethan took the beer glass again, drank half of it and said:

"She and Atwater asked me a question today and I joked with them both, that's all."

"All right."

Seeing that there was no gossip, Erin curled her lips in boredom.

Ethan looked around and saw no one else, so he asked: "Hank, I know he went to play cards. Rusek has something to do. Where are the remaining three people?"

"Antonio and Julie are both married and unavailable tonight."

Horsted took a sip of his beer and continued, "Olinsky rarely participates in our drinking activities."

Ethan shrugged, and the beer glass bottomed out.

The cup they had was only about 300 milliliters. Ethan had just finished his meal and drank it all in two gulps because he was a little thirsty.

He raised the empty cup, shook it, and looked at Irene:

"What were you talking about just now?"

"It's something I've done before." Erin picked up the wine glass: "There is a former flight attendant sitting next to you."

Ethan turned sideways and looked at Burgess: "Is this true?"

"That's right." Burgess nodded. She did not tie up her ponytail like she did at work. Her brown hair hung down like waves, exuding a charming scent of perfume.

"I did it for three years," she said with a smile, "until I entered the police station."

"Flight attendant."

Horsted picked up the wine glass and bumped Irene's arm, and the two laughed.

"Okay, I know what you want to say, that's Big Mom's job."

Burgess said seriously: "You can make fun of me all you want, but my experience as a flight attendant has taught me better crowd control, conflict resolution and intimidation tactics."

She rolled her eyes and glanced at the three detectives: "These are very useful abilities for the intelligence team."

"oh."

"Understood."

Ethan and the other three instantly understood what she meant and nodded with a smile.

Burgess didn't care either. She couldn't join the intelligence unit without this desire. She didn't want to keep working as a patrol officer.

She looked at Erin: "Do you have a story?"

"I'm just an ordinary person, I have nothing to say." Erin picked up the wine glass and looked at Horsted.

"I was a soldier." Horsted took over.

Burgess took a sip of his beer: "Have you ever seen a battle?"

He hesitated: "Yes."

Seeing his expression of reluctance to mention the past, Burgess turned around:

"how about you?"

"me?"

Ethan pointed at himself. He originally planned to listen to the gossip, but he didn't expect it to come to him.

"Yes, it's you."

Erin put her hands on the table and the pendant on her chest swayed: "Please, from now on, either you will be behind our backs or we will be behind yours. We have to get to know you, right?"

"She's right."

Horsted tapped Erin with his thumb and looked at Ethan curiously.

Facing the looks of the three people, Ethan shrugged and said, "Well, I used to be a town policeman."

"Town police?"

Burgess put down his glass in surprise. The gap was too big. From the town policeman to the detective, the distance was too far.

She realized that she was a little out of sorts and quickly added:

"Sorry, I didn't mean to look down on the town police."

"It's okay." Ethan smiled and picked up the wine glass.

You can't hide this from anyone. If you're curious, you can find your resume by just searching in the system. It doesn't matter if you tell me.

Erin and Ethan clinked their glasses, and the corners of their mouths raised slightly:

"Then you must be a very powerful town police officer."

The intelligence team is not a dawdling department, and no one dares to come in without some ability.

Thanks to the hot dry beef noodle brother for the tip, thank you