My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Ethan took the lead in picking up the wine glass and raised it high:

"First drink, to Horsted."

Everyone raised their glasses and said together: "Horsted."

"Bang bang."

As soon as the sound of wine glasses hitting the table rang out, Ethan raised another glass: "Second glass, here's to the silencer."

After the words fell, everyone was stunned.

Facing their doubtful looks, Ethan shrugged and said, "I hope he remembers to stay away from us and stay away from Chicago in the next life."

"Hahaha."

"That's right."

"Here's to the silencer."

At the end of the second round, most of the cups on the table had disappeared.

This time it was Rusek's turn. He impatiently picked up the cup and said murderously: "Anything you want to toast to this cup, I will definitely tip one down tonight."

There was a roar of laughter on the table, and everyone picked up the wine glasses after him.

Back at the house, Ethan closed the door and drew the curtains.

Checked the phone and found nothing unusual.

During this time, he had installed the security system sent by Jia Bo. When he came to a strange place, he still needed the necessary protective measures.

He took out the remaining half bottle of whiskey from the wine cabinet, and then brought out a box of ice cubes from the refrigerator.

Picking up the wine glass and taking a sip, he raised his palms flat on the table.

"Bang bang bang!"

With just a wave of his hand, more than a dozen packages of banknotes appeared out of thin air and fell on the table.

He flipped his palm again, and the money counting machine he bought on the way to the hospital appeared in his hand.

Putting down the machine, Ethan rubbed his hands and counted them excitedly.

Windfall is always so happy.

The sole traders had already divided the face values ​​of the banknotes. After almost half an hour, the amount was counted, and there was a total of almost 600,000 in cash.

It can be considered a small gain.

After wrapping all the money, Ethan quickly touched it with his fingers, and the money on the table quickly disappeared.

Half a month passed quickly.

After get off work, Ethan drove to the solitary retreat center.

Miranda's addiction was not too serious. After half a month of treatment, Ethan received a call asking him to come and pick her up.

The vehicle came to a slow stop, and Ethan tapped his fingertips on the steering wheel, waiting patiently.

In just a moment, he discovered something interesting.

On the right hand side is the monastery.

However, on the left hand side, at the corner of the street, there were two or three old black men leaning against the wall and yawning.

Ethan dared to bet with the python on his waist that those old black men were definitely street dealers.

The scene in front of me is not only interesting, but also a bit magical.

However, he didn't bother to take care of this kind of thing. There was absolutely nothing unique that could be found among those people, and those things were usually placed next to them.

Trash cans, sewer covers, or benches nearby.

You can definitely find some unique items in these places.

It would be useless to find it, unless the police were undercover to fish, but that amount usually comes out in ten days and a half.

These street vendors are like flies, flying away and flying back again.

It can't be cleaned up no matter what.

After waiting for a few minutes, the iron door opened.

Miranda walked out of the crack in the door, holding her bag in both hands and looking nervously at the world outside.

"Yo."

The street vendor across the street yelled, "Girl, do you need something?"

Damn, this is too badass.

"Bang."

Ethan closed the car door and strode over: "Hey, let me ask you, do you fuckers need anything?"

Seeing the police badge and pistol on his waist, the dealers dispersed.

In two or three strokes, it disappeared without a trace.

Bolt will feel ashamed when he sees it.

Ethan shook his head and turned back.

The crisp sound of footsteps sounded, and Miranda rushed forward quickly and hugged him tightly.

"Hey."

Ethan patted her butt unceremoniously: "You are recovering well and you are a little fatter than before."

"Thanks."

Miranda spun around in a circle, showing off her form.

Compared with half a month ago, her mental and physical state were completely different.

The long-lost vitality also returned to her.

"Get in the car."

Ethan patted the roof of the car and turned around to get in the car.

"Where's Danny?" Miranda asked nervously as soon as she got in the car.

"He's in foster care."

Ethan turned the steering wheel and continued: "Every one or two days, I take time to see him. There are many children there, and he also has a lot of fun."

If it weren't for Hank's relationship, he really wouldn't be able to find a place to place Danny.

"I hope he's safe." Miranda relaxed her clenched fists:

"You have done so much for us, I don't know how to repay you."

"No need to say this."

Ethan glanced at her: "Do you have any other relatives you can seek refuge with?"

"The people from the solitary retreat told me and suggested that you change your life in a different environment. Although I believe you, you should not contact the people you met in Chicago anymore."

"I understand." Miranda nodded:

"I have an aunt in Wyoming. I have contacted her and bought the tickets in advance. I am waiting for the long-distance bus."

This movement was really fast, and it seemed that he really wanted to leave this sad place.

"very good."

Ethan smiled and nodded: "Start your new life over there."

"Um."

Miranda bit her lip and glanced at him, then quickly stretched out her hands.

"Uh-huh."

The zipper was opened by Miranda in an instant, and she immediately buried her head.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The Cadillac shook violently, but Ethan quickly returned it to its right position.

The feeling of being wrapped by lips made his scalp itch.

"You don't have to do this."

He took a breath, freed up a hand and put it on the back of Miranda's head: "That's not why I'm helping you."

"I know."

Miranda loosened her mouth and said vaguely: "This is what I want to do, if you are a gentleman, just keep your mouth shut."

After speaking, she swirled vigorously.

Ethan couldn't help but step on the accelerator, then quickly released it to slow down the car.

At Union Station, the Cadillac slowly pulled over.

"Uncle Morgan, if you have the chance, you must visit us." Looking back, Miranda's child looked at him expectantly.

During this time, Ethan visited him when he had time, and a relationship developed between the two.

Danny knew he was leaving, with reluctance in his eyes.

"Don't worry, there will always be a chance."

Ethan smiled and rubbed his head: "Sit down first, I have a few words to say to your mother."

"OK."

Danny sat back obediently, holding the baseball glove Ethan gave him.

"You deserve this."

Ethan reached into his pocket and took out a bank card. He had taken care of Miranda's affairs during this period, so opening a card was a piece of cake.

He stretched out his hand: "I'll register you as an informant. This is the informant fee for the seizure of the silencer."

"100,000."

"This is enough for you to start a new life, take it."

Miranda wanted to refuse, but her financial difficulties prevented her from doing so. After all, she had borrowed the money to buy the ticket from friends.

"It doesn't matter."

Ethan put the card into her hand: "Everything you and Danny have gone through is what you deserve. Don't feel embarrassed. This is a reward from the bureau."

"Thanks."

Miranda didn't know how many times she had said thank you to the man in front of her, but she still felt it was not enough.

While thanking him repeatedly, she hugged him tightly.

Watching Miranda and Danny disappear into the crowd holding hands, Ethan lit a cigarette.

Passengers came and went, and the scarlet lights in the car flickered on and off.

The ringing of his cell phone broke the silence in the car. He stretched out his finger and swiped lightly: "This is Ethan Morgan."

"I'm Erin, I have an urgent case."

"Okay, send me the address."

After hanging up the phone, Ethan started the vehicle. The Cadillac roared and drove quickly into the dark night of Chicago.

Thanks to brother uoduck for the reward, thank you