My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Unexpectedly, that police camera actually worked normally.

Gene directly retrieved the monitoring data from the past twenty-four hours, and Ethan jumped directly to yesterday evening with a swipe of the mouse.

Next, it’s crazy fast forwarding.

Ethan tapped the direction keys extremely skillfully without missing anything of value.

As long as you are an experienced driver, you will definitely be familiar with using the → direction key.

The screen pulsed wildly, going from dusk to darkness very quickly.

It wasn't until almost midnight that Ethan's fingers suddenly stopped.

A car appeared on the screen, its back turned to the surveillance camera, its headlights piercing the darkness, and it drove forward.

"That's the car."

Erin happily chanted, with a smile on her eyes: "Purple Pig Restaurant."

"Don't be too happy too soon!"

Ethan couldn't take his eyes away. On the screen, the vehicle stopped and was just blocked by the dead tree next to it.

I could vaguely see a person getting out of the co-pilot.

Wearing black clothes, you can't see clearly at all.

But Ethan still paused and filmed it with his mobile phone.

This can be sent to Hank to confirm that a father does not need to see the appearance to recognize his son.

As the video continues, the man getting out of the car opens the trunk of the car.

The next moment, he dragged a corpse to the side and threw it into the reeds with difficulty.

Soon he ran back to the car and the car quickly fled the scene.

Seeing this scene, both of them let out a breath, and their tense faces relaxed.

"I won!"

Erin clenched her fists excitedly.

"What did you win?" Ethan glanced at her: "The person who committed the crime, the car model, the license plate number, what did you see clearly?"

"You're lying." Eileen gritted her teeth: "Isn't this the process of dumping the body?"

"Where are the clues to the murderer?"

Ethan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You said this about the corpse dumping process and the clues about the murderer. You won't forget it, right?"

"Jean!"

Eileen's face fell and she immediately asked for outside help: "Come here quickly."

"How do I make this brighter? I need to see the license plate number and the car model."

As she spoke, she poked at the keyboard unwillingly.

"Take it easy, don't get excited!"

Gene quickly came over and slapped her hand away: "No matter what you do, it can't change from night to day."

Having confirmed that he couldn't see anything clearly, Ethan didn't mind letting Gene fiddle with it.

As the brightness of the screen increases, it is indeed impossible to see anything clearly.

If the distance is too far, and this kind of camera is not very good, the picture will be blurry.

"Shet!"

Erin looked depressed: "My dinner!"

"Wait a moment."

Gene pointed to the upper right corner of the screen: "What is this?"

After the picture was brightened, the blurry light sign in the distance became clearer, and a few words appeared faintly.

"Kane Building!"

Erin's eyes were sharp and she immediately recognized those words, and she quickly played the video.

The direction the car left happened to pass the construction site.

"If there are private security cameras installed on this site."

Gene pointed to the screen and said with certainty: "Maybe we can take a picture of the car leaving."

"Looking from the direction, it's exactly facing the cab."

"Very good!"

Erin turned back excitedly: "Let's make a bet using this camera instead."

"whatever!"

Unlike her, Ethan was speechless now.

Catalano, this Sabi, wonders if he is stupid because of being in jail.

When dumping the body, they didn't even know to avoid the cameras.

No matter what, you still have to get the evidence first.

The two of them set off in a hurry and returned to where they were before. When they were about to arrive at the construction site, they received a reply from Hank.

The person who got out of the passenger seat was not Justin.

Judging by his height and body shape, Hank felt that the person who dumped the body was Catalano.

As for the person driving the car, it goes without saying.

Showing their police badges, they quickly found the person in charge of the construction site. According to the information provided by the person in charge of the construction site, all security data and information on the construction site were handed over to an outsourcing company in India.

After another phone call, the other party agreed to hand over the monitoring data.

It's just that everyone knows the efficiency of Third Brother, so we can only wait.

"Lindsay."

As soon as he returned to the police station, Pratt stopped Irene: "New photos won't take you too much time."

"All right!"

Erin patted her clothes and walked over quickly.

Ethan temporarily put Hank's matter behind him and leaned against the reception desk, watching Erin let Pratt manipulate her.

"Hi!"

A gust of fragrant wind approached and greeted him.

Turning around, I saw it was Burgess.

She had put on exquisite makeup, her ponytail was down, and her silky brown hair fell on her shoulders.

Coupled with the dark blue uniform she is wearing, she is a beautiful policewoman.

"very beautiful!"

Ethan gave her a thumbs up: "If I pretended that I didn't have your phone number and asked you for one, would you agree?"

"Do not make jokes."

Burgess' eyes narrowed in laughter.

"It's your turn!"

After Pilates took pictures of Erin, he looked at Burgess dissatisfied: "Where did you go just now?"

"Always in the bureau."

Burgess explained quickly and quickly walked to the photo shooting point.

"Let's go!" Erin came to Ethan's side.

"Wait a moment."

Ethan was curious as to what method Pilates would use to trick Burgess this time.

"Stand still!"

Pratt was not blind, he could tell at a glance that she had put on makeup, and she put her hand on the camera with an expressionless expression.

Burgess was prepared and instantly put on a smile.

With red lips and white teeth, she looks quite photogenic.

"one two three."

Platt read the numbers normally and looked intently at the camera.

But her fingers remained motionless, as if frozen.

A few more seconds passed, and Burgess wondered if he had missed something, so he quickly asked: "Sheriff, have you finished filming?"

"Crack!"

Just then, the flash flashed suddenly.

"Well, the photo is ready."

Platt looked at the photos on the screen and nodded with satisfaction.

"No, that's not the case."

Burgess panicked and asked quickly: "Did I blink just now? Did I move?"

"No." Pratt smiled:

"To me, it's perfect."

"Please, please!" Burgess's voice was trembling: "Take another picture, I beg you."

"Hey, you can go."

Platt grimaced: "I'm very busy today and don't have time to give you another one."

"Hahaha."

Seeing them like this, not only Ethan, but Irene also burst into laughter.

"Sheriff!"

Ethan knocked on the countertop and took out a handful of things from his pocket: "Chocolate?"

"Of course, that's great!" Platt quickly came over, smiled, opened a piece of chocolate and put it into his mouth:

"I thought you were already busy."

"That's right." Ethan smiled handsomely at her:

"Look, Burgess did me a favor just now, so I owe her a small favor."

"I know." Pratt nodded quickly:

"I don't know what kind of luck she got, leave it to me."

Platt walked back to the camera and waved to Burgess, who stood expectantly.

She looked at Ethan gratefully, then focused on the camera.

This time Pratt didn't make any mistakes. There was a flash of white light, and Burgess's smile remained in the camera, even brighter than before.