My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Morning, backyard.

Ethan sat in the hot Jacuzzi, watching the morning news on the outdoor TV.

The mist evaporates and melts the falling snowflakes.

The feeling of two heavens of ice and fire is not an ordinary enjoyment.

The water splashed and the phone next to it vibrated.

"Hey man, Hank got busted by the Internal Affairs guys last night!!!"

This is a text message sent by Rusek, followed by three exclamation points to express his current shock.

Ethan smiled and put down the phone.

As early as last night, Hank had quietly told himself that he would cooperate with the Ministry of Internal Affairs and pretend to be a criminal policeman doing business with gang members.

Whenever money changes hands, the gang leader is prosecuted for bribery.

The other party is someone who has been targeted by the Ministry of Internal Affairs for a long time. Hank has a small handle on them, so he can only cooperate.

In order to protect him, people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs will also put handcuffs on him.

Hank told him this in advance because he was afraid that he would have any misunderstandings.

He was not surprised by what he already knew and continued to enjoy the massage of the water.

After arriving at the police station and saying hello to Pratt, Ethan quickly went upstairs.

Rusek was the only one in the main room.

This kid was all focused on the screen of his phone, with a rippling smile on his face.

"What are you looking at?"

Ethan moved quickly and quickly grabbed his phone.

Inside the screen was a woman's upper body. Her thin white T-shirt was wet with water, full of temptation.

The round shape is clearly visible, and the reddish-brown color is particularly attractive.

"Snapped!"

Ethan shook his head gently: "Still not brother, what kind of website is this? Send it to me quickly."

The finger continued to slide through the photo, and a black mini skirt appeared on the screen.

It is also wet with water and fits tightly to the body.

"Man." Rusek scratched his face: "You need to give me your phone back."

"Ahem, these are the photos Wendy sent me, not from the Internet."

"Shet."

Ethan's palm shook and the phone slipped down.

He caught her tightly before falling to the ground.

"Feel sorry!"

Handing the phone back to Rusek, Ethan spread his hands and said, "Why can't you tell me this is a photo on the website?"

"Pa!" Rusek slapped his forehead hard:

"I didn't think of it for a moment."

"Forget it, you can't see her face anyway."

Unexpectedly, he still thought so openly and put the phone into his pocket with a nonchalant expression.

"It's better for you to have fun."

Seeing this, Ethan gave a thumbs up.

"You don't understand." Rusek said cheerfully:

"This is a way to reconcile between us. If Wendy does something wrong, she will take photos like this to make me happy."

"That's right." Rusek stopped smiling again:

"Didn't you get the text message I sent? It's spread throughout the precinct now."

"Our sergeant was taken away by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, what does that mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything." Ethan patted him on the shoulder:

"This is all just a misunderstanding."

"The people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs put handcuffs on his hands." Rusek was surprised: "This can still be a misunderstanding."

“If you can put it on, you can take it off.”

Ethan walked towards his desk: "Have you never used handcuffs?"

"All right."

Rusek could only suppress his curiosity. He turned back and put his arm on Ethan's desk:

"Detective, how is our relationship?"

Seeing him blinking was definitely not a good thing.

Ethan turned on the computer and said calmly:

"not so good."

"Please, just now you said we were brothers." Rusek rubbed his hands with a smile: "Tell me, is there even a possibility?"

"impossible."

Ethan chewed beef jerky and clicked on the steam platform.

"Listen to me first." Rusek said shamelessly:

"Look at how big your house is. If there is a party, can you borrow it?"

Sure enough, it's no good. Most Americans are party creatures.

If you turn on a stereo and buy some beer in a small apartment, you can fill the room with people jumping around.

That house of his would definitely be a blast to hold a party.

It’s not surprising to be targeted by Rusek.

"I don't like too many people." Ethan glanced at him.

"Will not."

Hearing his tone softening, Rusek quickly smiled and said, "There are at most ten people."

"Actually, it's not a party. Sometimes I get together with Wendy's friends, if you don't mind."

"Is there a woman?" Ethan raised his eyebrows.

"It has to be."

Rusek understood instantly and extended his fist to Ethan: "Don't worry, it's just some friends looking for a place to have fun."

“We also go boating on Lake Michigan in the summer.”

"Actually, you can hang out with us. It would be nice to get to know more people."

"When you need it, say hello to me in advance." Ethan bumped his fists with him.

As long as there is a girl, everything is easy to talk about.

After receiving a positive answer, Rusek clenched his fists excitedly.

There were footsteps, but they were not from the intelligence team.

Atwater and Burgess walked upstairs together, followed by a girl in a blue coat, with a noodle head on her head and a frightened expression.

"Detective." Atwater greeted him and pointed his finger to the side.

Following between the two of them was Olinsky's daughter Lexi.

She left in a hurry after dinner yesterday.

Unexpectedly, I met her again today, but there was some blood on her face, and she looked completely helpless.

"You take her in first."

Something must have happened. Ethan stood up and pointed to the tea room.

Burgess nodded and led Lexie inside.

"What's wrong with her?"

Before Ethan could speak, Rusek asked first, that was his partner's daughter.

"There was a shooting just now in the Pilsen community."

Atwater put his hands on his bulletproof vest, shook his head and said, "Burgess and I found Lexi at the shooting scene and decided to bring her back first, you know."

"Thank you." Ethan patted his arm: "You did a good job."

No matter what Lexie is involved in, bringing people back first is the best way to deal with it.

"Then the bad news is, at the crime scene, we found some drugs."

Atwater pouted and said, "Lexi said she saw the shooter with her own eyes."

"The person who was shot seems to be her boyfriend."

"Shet." Rusek grabbed the phone and said:

"Olinsky went out and I asked him to come back."

Ethan was also speechless for a while. He looked at Lexi who was sitting blankly in the tea room and sighed.

Looking at the delicate appearance, I didn't expect that she could be so troubled.

Lone offender, shooting.

When something like this happened, it was enough for Olinsky to have a headache.

"I understand." Ethan bumped fists with him and said, "You go ahead and leave the rest to us."

Entering the tea room, Ethan nodded to Burgess and sat down next to him.

Burgess comforted Lexi a few words before getting up and leaving.

In the tea room, Ethan was holding a coffee cup and drinking it one sip after another.

No care, no questions.

For those who have done something wrong, this oppressive silence is intolerable.

"Aren't you going to ask something?" Lexi's eyes were filled with tears and her fingers were trembling slightly.

"Sorry!" Ethan raised his cup:

"I don't talk to idiots, it will affect my IQ."

"What are you talking about?" Lexie wiped her eyes and said aggrievedly: "I just experienced a shooting incident, why did you say such a thing?"

"Just because I talk nicely doesn't change the fact that you are an idiot."

Ethan took out his cell phone and ignored her.

"What's wrong with her?"

Erin walked upstairs at this time. She saw the blood on Lexi's face and quickly put down her coat and walked in.

"Woo~"

When the latter saw Eileen, he quickly ran over and hugged her, sobbing non-stop.

"Waterfa?"

Erin asked silently as she patted Lexie on the back.

Ethan shrugged and took a sip of coffee.