After dinner, we followed Eileen’s vehicle.

Not long after, the two came to a tavern.

It's not time yet, there are a few scattered customers in the tavern.

Erin found out through her own connections that Joe Catalano usually hung out in this bar.

Ordering two beers, they waited patiently.

As he was about to finish a glass of beer, the bell behind him rang. Irene raised her head and gave him a look.

Soon, a white man with a horse face walked to the bar.

The man ordered a glass of wine and looked at the TV on the wall.

Ethan put down his wine glass, stood up and walked over.

"Catalano."

He clapped his hands heavily and pressed them on the shoulders of the horse-faced man:

"Good evening. It's not easy to meet you."

The man's body tensed up instantly and he wanted to escape.

Ethan held him down firmly: "Don't be nervous, it makes me nervous too."

"Just a few words with you."

Erin walked to the side, pulled up the high stool and sat down. She waved to the bartender: "No matter what he drinks, give me a glass of the same drink."

Catalano's body relaxed when he realized it was Erin.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smile: "I usually don't drink with the police, it will bring bad luck to people."

"Yeah?"

Erin smiled and picked up the bullet cup and drank it all in one gulp: "Straight bourbon, a good choice."

"You know what a better alternative would be?"

"I'm listening."

Catalano's horse face lifted and he looked at the TV with a smile.

"A smart person should know what to do and what not to do."

Erin played with the bullet cup and said disdainfully:

"I know what you are thinking. You feel that being in prison provides protection to Justin. He owes you. You treat him as your little brother."

"Bang."

Erin put the glass down heavily: "I'm telling you, Justin doesn't owe you anything."

"If you're smart enough, stay away from him."

"Detective!" Catalano picked up the glass and mocked:

"You can't arrest me just because Justin is playing with me, right?"

"Shh!"

Ethan tightened his fingers and grasped his shoulders tightly.

"Don't laugh. Trust me, you're not good-looking to begin with, and it's even more ugly now that you smile."

Catalano squeezed the wine glass tightly and gritted his teeth to hold back the pain.

"Listen to me now." Ethan loosened his fingers slightly and leaned toward his ear:

"I don't like you and don't want to see you around Justin, can you do this for me?"

Looking at Catalano's distorted face in the glass of the wine rack opposite, Ethan threatened:

"Otherwise, I guarantee that Lake Michigan will be your final destination."

"Don't be an idiot, please!"

Ethan patted his shoulder and released him.

Catalano's eyes flashed and his cheeks puffed out.

"Your cup is mine!" Erin took out a piece of change and slapped it on the table: "You're welcome!"

Ignoring Catalano, the two walked out of the tavern together.

With this matter settled, Irene also let go of one thing on her mind.

She stretched out, revealing her white waist: "The two glasses of wine just now were not enough to kill my depression for the day. Do you want to drink two more glasses at my house?"

Ethan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Your house, are you sure?"

"Where did you go?"

Irene pushed his shoulder and looked at him provocatively: "Besides, don't you have many women? You still lack me."

"Hey!" Ethan suddenly became anxious:

"Who is tainting my innocence? I don't even have a girlfriend."

"I caught you!" Irene glanced at him: "I can confirm now that you must have many women."

"Just drink. Why don't you come to my house and sit there."

"Then I'm even less interested."

Ethan looked at his watch: "Bye, there is still some time, I have to find my bed partner for the rest of the night!"

Erin is a pretty girl with a pretty good figure.

But she was Hank's adopted daughter, and Ethan was a little embarrassed to take action, always feeling sorry for Hank.

Simply create an image of yourself as a scumbag and keep her at a distance.

Feeling sorry for his innocent reputation, Ethan shook his head, waved to Irene coolly, swung the keys and walked towards the vehicle.

Eileen stood in a daze for a while and stamped her foot vigorously.

It was still early, so I went back to watch TV.

Not only Erin, but Ethan also wanted to find a place to have a few more drinks.

Not depressed, but celebrated.

Celebrate that you have avenged a girl who refused to die, and also celebrate that there is one less scumbag in the world.

Remembering last night's invitation, he turned the steering wheel.

When he passed a street and saw a sign on the roadside, he stopped the car and walked into a large electrical appliance store.

After a lot of shaking last night, Fiona's washing machine was close to falling apart.

Simply buy her a washing machine and dryer. Considering that there are so many people in her family, Ethan specially selected a large-capacity machine.

When it was time to check out, I spent more than a thousand dollars. I used the money I won from playing billiards today to pay for the bill, and there was still a lot left.

When he saw the wad of cash he took out, the cashier cast a wary look.

Ethan lifted up his clothes at the right time and showed his police badge.

After telling the mall staff the address he wrote down last night, Ethan thought about it and left another sentence on the delivery card:

"I almost broke your washing machine, I think you need a new one^_^!"

After looking at his handwriting with satisfaction, he turned and walked out of the mall.

Soon, the Chevy stopped far away from the Alber Bar.

It was Frank who wanted to drink with him last night. How could he do it without ruthlessly killing him?

"boom!"

The brass bell rang, and the bar was still as full of life as last time.

"Ethan!"

Kevin threw the towel over his shoulder and greeted him: "I didn't expect to meet again so soon!"

"You said you wanted to buy me a beer."

Ethan smiled, pulled up the bar stool, sat down, fist bumped with Kevin and said, "I won't forget this."

"It's a joke!" Kevin pressed the beer machine and filled him with a glass.

When pushing the beer to Ethan, he winked:

"How was last night?"

"Thanks."

Ethan took a big sip of beer, it was cold and refreshing.

He let out a beer burp, shook his head and said, "It was pretty good until Frank was brought back."

"Yeah, Frank!"

Kevin put his hands on the bar, curled his lips and shook his head.

"Where are the others?" Ethan looked around: "Didn't you say they arrive almost every night?"

Looking at the clock hanging on the wall, Kevin nodded and said, "There are still three minutes left. I guarantee you will see him. Even if there is no money, he will come over and smell the wine."

Ethan's mind moved and he quickly discussed it with Kevin.

The two fist bumped again and laughed.

Three minutes later, exactly on time, a high-pitched shout rang out.

"my friend!"

Frank tossed his messy blond hair back and walked over happily: "I knew you would come. You are a man of your word."

"You said you wanted to invite me to drink, how could I not come over?"

Ethan and Frank laughed and high-fived, still unable to imagine that this wrinkled face could give birth to a girl as beautiful as Fiona.

"Of course, that's for sure."

Frank reached into his pocket, took out all the remaining belongings, and slapped it on the bar with pride.

A total of two hundred and fifty-eight dollars, odd and round.

If you don't want to give up your child, you won't be able to trap the wolf. As long as you rely on such a generous friend, you won't have to worry about running out of drinks in the future.

Thinking of this, the smile on Frank's face grew wider.

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