My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Gene, give us some good news."

Listening to Hank's voice coming from the headset, Ethan's eyes quickly scanned the surroundings.

As early as ten minutes ago, Gene found the target vehicle in the city's traffic monitoring system.

Everyone set off quickly, and at Hank's request, all four of them drove into their vehicles and headed to the target location.

His statement was convenient for tracing, but Erin's eyes were full of suspicion.

"Lock the position!" Gene's urgent voice sounded:

"The target vehicle was traveling west on 76th Street and was turning into an alley toward 77th Street."

Ethan immediately turned on the hidden police lights, which instantly flashed blue lights next to the windshield and at several locations on the back of the vehicle.

The accelerator was pressed hard, and the Chevrolet was speeding along the road like a wild beast.

The place Jean mentioned was not far away.

A gray Dodge was approaching, also with its police lights flashing.

Erin was on the opposite side, driving towards him quickly.

"ah!"

With a turn of the steering wheel, the Chevrolet SUV rushed directly onto the sidewalk. This extremely impactful scene scared pedestrians to avoid it.

He braked hard and stopped firmly in front of the alley.

The gray Dodge also rushed up and got stuck at the entrance of the alley with him on the left and right.

Looking at the black Ford commercial vehicle driving quickly from a distance in the alley, Ethan quickly got out of the car, took out his pistol and stood behind the SUV.

"Already seen Brandon Collins."

Erin let go of the walkie-talkie and quickly ran to Ethan's side. The two of them pointed their pistols at the Ford commercial vehicle inside.

"Chicago police."

Ethan aimed his gun and shouted loudly: "Brandon, stop the car."

As he wished, the Ford commercial vehicle stopped quickly.

But the people inside the car moved their arms quickly, and the next moment, the commercial vehicle fell backwards at a faster speed.

"boom."

Ethan fired decisively, but the distance was too far, and the warhead splashed a plume of cement smoke next to the tire.

"The vehicle turned around."

Erin immediately put away the gun, pressed the headset and ran to the car: "Brandon is returning to 76th Street."

"receive!"

Listening to Antonio's voice in the headset, Ethan quickly reversed the car.

After Erin made room, the gray Dodge quickly got into the alley and picked up the garbage on the ground.

The Chevrolet Suburban is aggressive enough to drive, but not flexible enough.

The wide body of the car forced Ethan to take a detour.

Driving off the sidewalk, the vehicle roared forward and turned quickly right at the next intersection.

Hank's Cadillac SUV also appeared in the field of vision. He roared from another street: "I saw him."

Vehicles that glow with blue light are like having a halo added to them.

"Bah bah!"

Ethan ignored all traffic rules, kept honking his horn, rampaged on the road, and passed cars quickly.

The vehicles on the road did not dare to block him and gave way one after another.

Soon he caught up with Hank's car. The two beasts were weaving left and right on the road, and Brandon's Ford commercial vehicle had already appeared in his sight.

Erin's gray Dodge followed closely behind Ford, constantly closing the distance.

A block over, a black Lincoln with flashing blue lights emerged from the intersection.

Antonio turned the steering wheel and the black Lincoln crashed into the Ford.

Pursued by four police cars, Brandon panicked and turned quickly.

"Bang."

A passing garbage truck had no time to react and hit the front of the Ford commercial vehicle hard.

Countless glass shards flew up, and under the sunlight, it seemed as if it was raining crystals.

The garbage hauler swings and surges onto the sidewalk.

He stopped one meter away from the wall.

The Ford commercial vehicle shook its head suddenly, moved sideways for a short distance, and finally stopped.

The sound of brakes sounded one after another.

Their vehicles formed a circle around the accident scene.

The people from the intelligence team also got out of the car quickly.

"Sir, are you okay?"

Seeing the driver who jumped out of the garbage truck and collapsed on the ground, Irene quickly pressed the intercom:

"Emergency, an ambulance is needed near 76th Street."

Pulling out the python, Ethan stepped on the broken glass and moved forward quickly.

The fuel tank ruptured and the smell of gasoline filled the air.

When he came to the front of the Ford commercial vehicle, Ethan lowered his gun. He and Antonio who came up from the opposite side looked at each other and shook their heads at each other.

Driving irregularly makes loved ones burst into tears.

Brandon Collins' head smashed directly through the front windshield. His eyes were closed and he was sleeping peacefully.

Driving without wearing a seat belt, that's it.

Ignoring the dead man, they moved behind the commercial vehicle.

At this time, Erin and Hank also walked over quickly.

Ethan and Antonio held the door handle, while Hank and Erin took a few steps back and raised their pistols.

"Crunch."

The car body was slightly deformed, but under the pull of the two of them, the tailgate of the commercial vehicle made an unusual noise and was quickly opened.

Seeing the scene inside, Hank gritted his teeth.

Ethan stepped back, and there was no one in the car.

He reluctantly put the gun back into the holster, and after some manipulation, the matter reached a deadlock.

One of the main criminals died, and they gained nothing.

"Search the cab."

Unwilling to give in, Hank took out disposable gloves and put them on.

Ethan and Irene played guest roles as patrol officers to control the order at the scene.

The police and criminals engaged in a high-speed chase, resulting in a car accident.

Don't say that there are no onlookers in the United States, everyone is curious, and now there are many people around who have stopped to watch.

The passing vehicles were also moving at their limit, and those who were brave were already approaching the scene.

"Back off."

"Stay away from the crime scene. Do you want to leave something behind?"

Amid the expulsions, the scene was barely under control, and the patrolmen quickly drove away. After they pulled up the cordon, things suddenly became much cleaner.

A few minutes later, the ambulance also arrived at the scene.

Brandon Collins' body was carried away, leaving a hole as big as a human head in the windshield.

Hank looked through Brandon's wallet and found a clue.

He dropped the wallet into the evidence bag and zipped it shut.

"On his possession was a 9mm pistol and a disposable cell phone."

Several people came together, and Antonio raised the evidence bag in his hand: "There are no unique products, no girls."

Eileen's expression was restless and she said angrily:

"The longer time passes, the smaller the chances of those girls surviving. We must do something."

"Believe me." Antonio put his hands on his hips: "We all know this."

"You all calm down."

Hank saw that they were speaking with anger and pressed his hands down: "Anger can't help us solve any problems. You two, take your mobile phones and return to the police station."

"Let Jean check the communication records above and see if he can find anything useful."

"Ethan."

Hank waggled his thumb: "Follow my car."

"Where are you going?" Erin flipped her hair and held her chest with both hands.

"Collins!"

Hank strode to his car: "I just found something interesting in his wallet. I think I should get to know his family."

"The child can't be found, so we have to talk to an adult."