My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The others were analyzing the case, while Ethan listened to Reed's crazy explanation.

Their company is mainly engaged in high-end real estate business.

If something like this happens, it will bring a devastating blow to their business.

Which rich man is not afraid of death? Once this kind of thing spreads, the consequences will be unimaginable.

After Reed made a sincere apology, he finally said the joke.

The five-point commission paid to them by the seller on this property transaction is nothing.

All the money was given to Ethan as compensation.

Ethan hung up the phone without saying a word.

I just wanted to spend this little money on myself, but my calculations were quite loud.

At this moment, Sumner walked out quickly:

"She is willing to speak, but she has one request. She wants us to help her plead with the state prosecutor afterwards."

She had been watching from the observation room just now, working as a handyman.

Ethan looked at his watch and persisted for almost five minutes. His mental quality was considered good.

"Say it!"

In the interrogation room, Ethan crossed his arms and stared at Salina expressionlessly.

The few photos left on the table kept impacting her mind. After thinking about it for a while, she figured it out.

Tell the truth and you won't have to die.

But as long as the police announce in a high-profile manner that they will give up the pursuit and release herself, she will definitely die.

"I owe the casino a lot of money."

Salina took a sip of water nervously: "During this period, they have been collecting debts, and I can't get so much money."

"I didn't want to do it either, but they found out about my work."

"So those people asked you to find a suitable target." Antonio asked from the side.

"Yes." Salina nodded and glanced at Ethan:

"Yesterday, Mr. Morgan came to see the house, and then this morning he said that he could come over and trade in cash."

“So I contacted Sonny.”

"He said that if he grabs 5.3 million, he will give me 800,000."

Salina's tears were streaming down her face. She sobbed and said, "I just asked them to scare you. I didn't know they would kill people."

There was a cry, and her pretty face was stained with tears, which made her look pitiful.

But this does not include Ethan. He will only feel angry at anyone who dares to put thoughts in his wallet.

Spend your own money however you want.

If her skills are good enough, she won't feel bad spending tens of thousands a night.

But if you dare to think wrongly, that’s absolutely not okay.

She would definitely be charged with being a mastermind.

But when Salina said 5.3 million just now, Ethan's back felt a little chilly.

He could feel that several pairs of eyes in the one-way glass behind him were staring at him.

He adjusted his sitting position and coughed:

"Is the Sonny you are talking about among these people?"

"Not here."

Selina shook her head: "These are his men. They are all responsible for collecting debts."

"Address." Ethan handed over the transcript:

"Write down this Sonny's address and phone number, and I will verify what you said."

"I don't know where Sonny lives." Salina picked up the pen and quickly wrote down a name: "I only know a boxing club where he often hangs out."

I took the transcript and it had the phone number and address on it.

"You better hope we find Sonny and his goons."

Ethan tapped the notebook: "Cross your fingers. This bit of luck is for yourself to pray for."

He and Antonio walked out of the interrogation room, and a group of people came out next to them.

He tore off the number and handed it to Gene, who hurried downstairs to track the signal.

"Who's going to the boxing club with me?"

Ethan shook the notebook and asked.

Undoubtedly, they all raised their hands and looked at him with eager eyes.

"Eileen, go!"

Hank gave the order with a straight face: "Others, follow up on other clues."

"There will be new discoveries about the phone number at any time."

Okay, Ethan shrugged.

Hank chose the most gossipy person for himself, but he couldn't escape this matter.

Picking up the sunglasses on the table, he quickly went downstairs.

"Ethan, come here!"

Pratt looked concerned. She spread her hands and asked, "Are you okay?"

"fine!"

Ethan turned around, showing that he was very powerful, and then handed her the sunglasses: "By the way, please help pass this thing to Burgess."

"I borrowed this yesterday and forgot to return it to her."

"It's no big deal." Platt cheered him up: "Go and catch those bastards."

"no problem."

Ethan waved and hurried downstairs.

When they came outside, the two stopped, you looked at me, I looked at you.

"Key." Erin held out her hand.

"Are you trying to drive my destroyed car?" Ethan shrugged.

"I forgot."

Erin patted her head and walked towards her gray Dodge.

Ethan had a headache when he mentioned this.

There were dozens of bullet holes in his Chevrolet Suburban, and the engine was probably damaged.

I've only been driving for a long time, and I really need to change my car.

As the vehicle started, Ethan lowered the window and lit a cigarette.

"you liar."

The sound of Erin gritting her teeth sounded.

Yesterday I accompanied him to see a house, thinking he was just teasing others.

Unexpectedly, this guy quietly went to buy it today. If it hadn't been for an accident, he would have been kept in the dark.

Thinking of this, she was so angry that she couldn't help but feel angry.

Grabbing the steering wheel with one hand, the other hand grabbed it to the side like lightning.

"It hurts~~~"

Ethan choked on his cigarette at her sudden attack: "Ahem, what did I lie to you?"

"I told you, I'm a millionaire."

"Waterfa!" Eileen cursed angrily:

"You also said that you are a shareholder of an Aboriginal casino. Who the hell can believe such nonsense!"

Ethan took a puff of cigarette and said silently:

"The problem is, I am indeed a shareholder of the Aboriginal Casino, otherwise how do you think I would have so much cash."

The vehicle shook rapidly and the cigarette butt fell onto his pants.

He quickly patted the cigarette butt, but inevitably there was a burnt hole in it.

"Waterfa."

Ethan buttoned up the holes distressedly: "These are jeans that cost $49.99 a pair."

"I don't want to talk to you right now."

Erin turned back to the steering wheel and said through gritted teeth: "You liar."

The vehicle drove quickly and the two quickly arrived at the boxing club.

During this period, I received a photo of Sonny from Gene. He was a bald black man whose most obvious physical feature was his pair of boxing ears.

The ears are deformed and look like dumplings.

Ordinary people should not mess with this kind of guy when they encounter him on the road.

Without long-term combat training, you can't grow this thing.

After taking a look at the photo, the two pushed open the glass door.

"Bang bang bang!"

Once inside, there was the sound of beatings one after another.

The inside is similar to a small factory, except that there are a few boxing rings in the middle.

After looking around, they found someone who looked like a coach, and the two of them walked over quickly.

"Strike hard!"

A strong man in a vest is instructing this person to swing a sandbag.

The level is good, the sandbag does not shake randomly, and the force is penetrated well.

Ethan stretched out his hand and held down the sandbag.

"who are you?"

This uninvited guest's behavior aroused dissatisfaction, and the strong man in a vest frowned and asked.

"Are you the coach here?"

Erin lifted a corner of her coat and showed her police badge.

The strong man in the vest looked her up and down, then looked at Ethan aside:

"What's going on here?"

This guy is a veteran and very cautious.

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