My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Pulling over the car, Ethan observed the surrounding environment through the window glass.

"Do you need to call for backup?" Burgess was a little nervous and rubbed his red and green gloves vigorously.

This was the patrol officer's first reaction. He had to call for backup beforehand.

"Need not."

Ethan looked at the radar and saw that there were only five light spots inside, all on the first floor.

There are six bullets in his python, which is enough.

"Let's go!"

Ethan pushed open the car door and walked across the front yard.

The other party is a police detective, and he is the most powerful detective in the intelligence team.

Burgess had no say in this and quickly got out of the car to follow his movements.

Go up the steps and stand in front of the door.

Ethan motioned for Burgess to stand sideways and put his hand on the handle of the gun.

"Dong dong dong."

"who?"

"Chicago police, open the door."

Seeing the light spots inside move, Ethan took a step back.

Burgess shrugged, a little too cautiously.

The other party didn't know that he was being followed at all, but at this time, she followed suit.

The door opened quickly, and standing inside was an old white woman wearing a brown sweater. She looked to be in her fifties or sixties.

Her blond hair was tied back, and the roots were already slightly gray.

Seeing the two people standing at the door, she had a kind smile on her face:

"Hi, what can I do?"

"Good afternoon, Chicago police." Ethan showed his police badge: "Have you seen this?"

Before he finished speaking, the other party opened the door, and the boy wearing a knitted hat was standing in the passageway of the house with an uneasy expression.

"Is he your grandson?"

Ethan didn't waste any time and pointed directly.

"Not really, but I do regard him as my grandson." The old white woman nervously folded her hands and asked hurriedly:

"Please, don't tell me what trouble he got into again?"

Seeing this, Burgess couldn't bear it.

But she still asked simply: "Then do you know he is a thief?"

"I bought it!"

The old white woman sighed and asked in disappointment, "Did he start stealing mobile phones again?"

"So you knew this was happening," Burgess asked.

"He's had problems like this before."

The old white woman shook her head and said sadly: "I didn't know he would do such a thing again."

"I don't have a problem." The kid wearing a knitted hat argued inside.

"so."

The old white woman turned around and said sternly: "There aren't two Chicago police officers standing in front of our house, right?"

"Right now."

"Whatever you stole, take it out and return it to these two officers."

Seeing the boy in the knitted hat disappear into the living room, the old white woman sighed and said slowly:

"Kids today, you don't know what they think."

"Can you believe it?"

"He stole the phone back just to trade it for those stupid video games."

"God, I don't know how to educate him either."

"Miss."

Ethan stood sideways and asked calmly:

"I have reason to suspect that he stole the phone and sold it to the Latin Priest Gang. What do you have to say about this?"

At this time, the boy just walked out with three mobile phones with his head lowered.

Hearing Ethan's words, the old white woman's face became surprised. She waved her hands quickly and said quickly:

"Officer, he might be a troublemaker."

"But he will never be involved with a gang. I watched him grow up and I can guarantee that."

The boy in the knitted hat walked to the door and reluctantly handed out the three mobile phones in his hand.

He said glumly: "Here you go, it's all here."

The old white woman held him in her arms and stroked the boy's head with her dry and thin hands.

She looked at Burgess with pleading eyes and said in a trembling voice:

"This police officer is really sorry. I will definitely educate him and never do this kind of thing again in the future."

Burgess took the three phones and pursed his lips.

The phone with the bug installed on it is among them.

She sighed and patted the phone in her hand. In the current situation, she could only continue fishing.

"How about we go back."

She shrugged at Ethan and said helplessly.

Apparently, they were with the wrong person.

"If you don't mind." Ethan had a completely different reaction. He looked at the old white woman with a smile on his face:

"No, whether you mind or not, I have to go in and take a look."

"Excuse me, can you satisfy my curiosity?"

The old white woman was stunned for a moment, then looked at Burgess, looking puzzled.

"Don't look at her, look at me."

Ethan tilted his head and looked at the old white woman: "I am a police detective, do you agree to my request?"

She couldn't help but disagree. Fishing is allowed here for law enforcement.

People in the Discipline Group also have a wicked way of playing.

They would have policewomen disguise themselves as street girls to trap old men who came out to play.

Based on the current situation, Ethan has every reason to suspect that it is a den for selling stolen goods and can be raided.

Although I don’t understand why Ethan still insists on going in to search, the most stupid thing to do at this time is to doubt his partner.

Burgess also put his phone away and looked at the old white woman seriously.

Seeing this, the latter reluctantly hugged the boy in the knitted hat and returned to the house.

There is a passage when you enter, and there are stairs going up next to it.

A few steps inside, there was the living room door next to it. The TV picture was jumping, and George was jumping in the mud.

The innermost is the kitchen and dining room, with a direct view of the dining table.

Walking into the living room, the old white woman held the boy in the knitted hat and sat on the sofa. Not only them, there were also three teenage children sitting on it.

These children all looked at Ethan and Burgess with horrified expressions.

"Don't be afraid." The old white woman quickly comforted the children:

"Don't be nervous. These two police officers are good people. They came in to take a look and will leave soon."

Seeing the scene in front of him, Burgess suddenly softened.

She carried these people on her back and gently pulled the corner of Ethan's clothes.

"Constable Burgess."

Ethan said seriously: "Watch them and do your job."

The more these people looked like this, the more he felt something was wrong. White people were not afraid of the police.

If there is really no problem, the first reaction of these people will be to noisily call a lawyer, rather than just being pitiful.

This kid wearing a knitted hat is not very old.

Even if the charges are proven, they will be released quickly.

So the old white woman's reaction aroused Ethan's vigilance.

"knew."

Burgess heard Ethan's words and quickly let go of his hand.

When it's time to get down to business, his aura is quite intimidating.

The small living room is very warmly decorated, to be precise, it has some style.

The various furnishings are not very expensive, but they are by no means cheap. The clothes and shoes on the children's feet are not cheap.

An old lady and four children can live such a life.

This is the main reason why Ethan doubts her. Look at what kind of life the Gallaghers live.

Changing clothes is a common thing, as long as there are no holes.

"Excuse me, are you the only one taking care of these children?"

Ethan put one hand on the handle of the gun and moved slowly.

"That's right."

The old white woman forced a smile: "My husband and I adopted them."

She wiped the corners of her eyes: "Since Johnny left, they are the only things I have left in this world."

The corners of Ethan's mouth turned up, and her words just confirmed his thoughts.

If her husband was a man with a lot of inheritance, he would not live in this kind of community, let alone drive the Corolla outside.

It looks like they are living in embarrassment, but they actually have enough money to eat and drink, so where does the money come from?

"Burgess." Ethan whispered:

"Look at them, put your hand on the butt of the damn gun, you know what I mean?"

"Understood, sir."

Burgess nodded quickly. She took two steps back and put one hand on the Glock: "Madam, please stay calm."

"We'll check it out. If there's nothing wrong, we'll leave soon."

"Please don't make any misunderstanding, thank you."

Several people on the sofa looked at each other.

The old white lady held her hands tightly.

Ethan no longer cared about these people. He left Burgess behind and walked back along the location in his memory.

The boy in the knitted hat walked into the living room just now, but the light spot moved to the kitchen.

Ethan looked back at the people sitting on the sofa, and stopped in front of a row of cabinets.

Burgess keenly observed that when Ethan stopped, the old white woman was still normal, but the eyes of several children showed uncontrollable panic.

She immediately became more vigilant and slowly distanced herself from him.

The location is pretty much the same, and this is it.

Ethan grabbed the handle of the cabinet and opened the wooden cabinet.

"Squeak."

After a soft sound, the contents inside came into view.

A dozen or twenty breakfast cereal boxes were placed haphazardly, blocking the cabinet tightly.

The sound of ping pong was heard, and the cereal boxes were knocked to the ground by him.

"Bingo~"

Ethan snapped his fingers, turned around and said with a smile:

"Ma'am, would you like to guess what I found in this place?"

There is a travel bag stuffed in the back of the cupboard.

Due to the panic just now, I didn't even have time to close the zipper of the bag.

Densely packed mobile phones are piled up layer upon layer.

Thanks to brother Bai Fanqunzhi for the reward and support, thank you