My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"What's the matter? Tell me."

Gene's urgent voice sounded: "We already know, the Sheriff and the others are on their way."

After telling Gene the information about the commercial vehicle, he put away the phone and looked at the office buildings in front of him with cold eyes.

Seeing his unkind expression, the two patrolmen didn't ask any more questions.

The other party was a police detective, so it was not his turn to ask questions.

They very wisely returned to the parked car and took out the warning tape.

In just a short while, several patrol cars arrived.

The attack on the police officer touched their sensitive nerves.

Seven or eight patrol policemen quickly gathered at the scene to help maintain order at the scene.

At this time, Ethan also came to his senses, returned to the car and picked up the walkie-talkie: "Jean, what are the search results?"

"I'm Hank!"

A hoarse voice sounded inside: "The tracking patrol has found the abandoned commercial vehicle."

"There are only some blood stains on it, and those people have escaped!"

"Tell them to find the nearby surveillance camera." Ethan pressed the intercom and gritted his teeth and said, "Find the witnesses and see where they fled to."

Hank's voice stopped ringing, and the Cadillac with blue lights stopped quickly beside him.

Following the Cadillac were several other cars.

There had just been a fierce gun battle here, and no onlookers dared to get close, and there were patrol police all around.

Except for the Latin female detective Sumner, the people in the intelligence team got out of the car one after another. Hank raised the warning tape and walked in quickly.

"I have already arranged the things you mentioned."

Seeing the four corpses lying on the ground, Hank frowned: "What happened? Are you seeking revenge?"

"This kind of thing cannot be tolerated. It is a provocation to the intelligence team!"

They also received Pratt's notification and learned that Ethan had sent an emergency request for help.

As for what happened, I'm still confused.

Under the concerned eyes of his colleagues around him, Ethan gritted his teeth: "It's not revenge, it's robbery!"

"These bastards actually got it from me."

"This security incident was an accident."

"And these three are the robbers."

Not to mention the one whose face was smashed, the other two people had been carried over by the patrol police and took off their hoods.

They are all black men and appear to be in their twenties.

Looking at the bullet holes in these people's foreheads, Rusek scratched his head.

He was so stubborn that he actually robbed Ethan on his head. This was because he didn't want to die quickly enough.

"Didn't you go out for lunch?"

Irene felt relieved when she saw that nothing was wrong with him: "They robbed you of something."

When mentioning this, Ethan looked depressed.

I have always only robbed others of their share, but now others are robbing me.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, otherwise if Jiabo found out, he would have laughed out loud.

"Took an innocent life."

Ethan looked at the dead security guard, his cheeks bulging.

At this time, Ethan's phone vibrated.

It's the same agent, Reed.

He hung up the phone and looked at Hank: "Only two people know what I brought."

"It's upstairs opposite."

Others looked along his line of sight.

The tall office building shines brightly.

"Let's go!"

If you know who it is, it will be easy to handle.

Hank waved and the others followed his movement.

How dare you provoke the intelligence team? One or two of them looked unhappy.

"Wait a moment!"

Ethan stopped them: "Olinsky, Horsted, Rusek."

"Help me look at these bags. After the forensics room people check them, they will help me take them back to the police station."

Speaking of this, Rusek was full of curiosity.

He quickly asked: "What's inside?"

"cash!"

Ethan patted his arm: "Watch it."

Everyone else was confused. Only Hank knew his net worth and quickly asked in a low voice: "How much money do you have with you, so that you can be targeted?"

"One bag, more than one million."

Ethan shrugged and walked towards the office building holding the handle of the gun.

The others were messy in the wind. Rusek clasped his fingers and said silently: "A bag contains more than one million."

"There are four bags here, that is."

"Snapped!"

Olinsky slapped him on the head: "You are the only one who can count. Are you good at math?"

"This matter." Hank looked around and said in a deep voice:

"Only people from our intelligence team can know."

"This bag contains confidential documents of our intelligence team. No one is allowed to open it. As long as the forensics officer completes his work, he will take it to the car immediately."

If this got out, he didn't want the intelligence team to be the target of being talked about.

Everyone also understood this truth, and the few people called by Ethan quickly stood next to a few travel bags.

He couldn't possibly joke about something like this.

Rusek looked at Ethan's fiery back, bared his teeth and said, "Why do I feel that Detective Morgan has become more handsome."

"If you have all this money, you will also be very handsome."

Horsted secretly kicked the bag with his heel, his head feeling dizzy.

In the front, Ethan didn't know that Hank was helping him make up for his mistakes. He took out his mobile phone again and called Gene.

Tell him clearly about Reed and Salina, and then hang up the phone.

The few people behind quickly followed Ethan's pace, and Hank said in a deep voice:

"Don't worry, they can't escape."

"Um!"

Ethan nodded, walked into the lobby of the office building with a murderous look, and pressed the elevator button.

A few people who were not easy to mess with stood outside the elevator door, and others avoided them. Among those people's words, someone could also be heard discussing the shooting incident that happened nearby.

Finally, when we got to the elevator, a few people quickly walked in.

Someone wanted to follow in, but was forced back by Ethan's eyes, and the elevator door slowly closed.

Inside the elevator, the air was quiet and depressing.

Irene and Antonio's curiosity almost exploded, but seeing Ethan's stern face, they didn't want to get into trouble.

"Ding!"

As soon as the elevator door opened, the phone vibrated again.

It was Reed's call again. Ethan stepped out of the elevator, his eyes twinkling.

"Is this Mr. Morgan?"

The receptionist stood up quickly when he saw a few people coming out.

"I am!" Ethan nodded.

"Great, your lawyer is here."

The front desk noticed that his expression was wrong, but he still said with a smile: "Mr. Reed and the lawyer are waiting for you inside."

As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed the phone.

"No need to inform him." Ethan waved his hand: "You can just take me there."

"Okay, this way please."

The handsome receptionist put down the phone and led the way.

Look at the sign above the company and hear what the receptionist said.

Erin clasped her hands and stared at Ethan's back angrily.

As the female receptionist walked to the door of the conference room, Ethan waved her to stand aside.

"Bang!"

He pushed open the wooden door with both hands.

Several people inside looked towards the door at the same time, with different expressions when they saw Ethan.

There is joy, impatience, and fear.

This move is to observe their first reaction.

Ethan squinted his eyes, catching the abnormal signals from their bodies and eyes.

The fear in someone's eyes flashed away, and his fingers twitched a few times.

Keep your sight fixed and quickly lock onto the target.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be this person.

"Mr. Morgan, that's great."

Reed smiled and walked over quickly: "I thought you were delayed by something."

"Congratulations!" Ethan ignored his outstretched hand and walked forward slowly:

"You are the first person to think of robbing me."

"Bah bang bang."

Gentle applause resounded throughout the conference room, and Ethan grinned, showing his white teeth: "And you almost succeeded."

"Jesus!"

He stopped and put his hands on the table:

"Ms. Salina, I admire your courage very much, I really do."

"I don't know what you are talking about?" Reed's assistant Salina swallowed hard and smiled.

"Really?" Ethan suddenly grabbed her delicate face.

"Look at my hands."

The strong smell of gunpowder smoke and blood hit her nostrils.

A palm stained with blood was grasped in vain, hanging in front of Selina.