My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The name Lonnie Rodger was familiar to them all.

Because of Horsted's relationship, they all knew what this man was suspected of doing.

Now that Lonnie is dead, Erin and Olinsky suddenly have a bad feeling.

"not?"

Olinsky suddenly closed his mouth mid-sentence.

He didn't want to say that guess.

"Fake!" Irene pounded the table hard: "When we were looking for Pierce yesterday, Halsted and I stopped at a place halfway."

"He got out of the car and started yelling angrily at people inside the house."

"You should stop him." Olinsky picked up the candy and threw it into the trash can, scratching his head and said, "I hope he doesn't do something stupid."

"No." Eileen nodded firmly: "I believe him."

"He just wanted to stop Lonnie from committing crimes and bring the pedophile to justice."

In this situation, guessing is useless.

The possibility of a crime of passion cannot be ruled out. When emotions are stimulated, ordinary people can do some incredible things.

Based on the size of Lonnie I saw today, he looked like a chicken in front of Horsted.

If Horsted was really going to do something, Lonnie would never survive.

"okay."

Ethan put down the bag of potato chips: "Maybe we are overthinking all this."

"For a scumbag like Lonnie, many people probably want to kill him."

"Yeah, you're right."

Erin nodded quickly. When she picked up the light bag of potato chips, her face suddenly fell:

"I only took a few slices, you bastard."

At this moment, a bald black man wearing a white shirt and a golden badge on his chest walked up.

Ethan stood up: "Sir."

"Sir."

"Director."

Erin and Olinsky also stood and greeted the visitors.

Walking into the chase room was Director Perry of the 21st Precinct. He was black, bald, and had a few moles on his eye bags.

He nodded to everyone and walked into Hank's office holding a folder.

Director Perry usually has nothing to do and would not set foot in the intelligence team.

Looking at the folder in his hand and thinking about what they had just learned, the three of them felt their hearts sink.

"don't want."

Erin fell down on the chair, frowned and said, "Don't do anything stupid."

Horsted was her partner, and if something happened, she really didn't know what to do.

"Yo~"

Several people looked nervously at the Sheriff's Office. Chief Perry was waving something in his hand and whispering something to Hank.

At this moment, Horsted walked up to the second floor excitedly:

"Did you guys watch the Eagles game last night?"

He took off his coat and threw it on the table: "That Hail Mary, it was so crazy."

"Jay."

Erin stood up quickly and wanted to ask something.

"What's wrong with you?"

Horsted found that the three people present were looking at him nervously, smiling and spreading their hands:

"Don't tell me who and what happened."

"Horsted."

While he was talking, the door to the Sheriff's Office opened, and Hank stood at the door, waving to him.

Director Perry sat on his desk, crossed his arms, and looked outside.

Seeing this situation, Irene didn't feel comfortable asking any more questions.

Horsted pursed his lips, walked into the Sheriff's Office.

The moment the door closed, Irene quickly sat back. She opened the drawer and rummaged through it.

"Director."

After closing the door, Horsted nodded to Perry.

"Um."

Perry stood up and pointed to the chair next to him: "Please sit down."

The director and the police sergeant stood together and looked at him with serious faces. Halsted was a little flustered.

He put his hands on his waist and swallowed:

"No, I can just stand."

"Where were you after get off work last night?" Perry got straight to the point, staring into Horsted's eyes.

"At home, what's wrong?"

Horsted held his hands on his waist and looked at Hank next to him.

The latter said nothing, just looked at himself with disappointment.

His move made Horsted feel uneasy.

"so."

Director Perry continued to ask: "You're saying that you haven't been out since you got home last night, right?"

"That's right." He turned his attention to Director Perry:

"I watched the Eagles game at home last night, and then I watched a movie until midnight, and then I took a rest."

Hank tightened his cheeks and looked ugly.

Director Perry nodded slowly and reached out to pick up a few photos placed on the table.

"This was captured by a traffic camera last night and the car was registered to Lonnie Rodger and he was the driver."

Perry tossed the first photo aside and flashed the second.

When he saw the photo, Horsted's eyes became panicked.

"This is you." Director Perry tapped his fingers on the photo: "It's just two cars away from Lonnie."

"Can you please explain, what's going on?"

"All right!"

The lie was exposed on the spot, and Horsted scratched his face in embarrassment:

"So I went out last night to buy some beers and I happened to drive behind a pedophile."

"It's no big deal."

"So, what about the pedophile you said was killed?" Director Perry put down the photo and asked seriously:

"He died last night. Is there anything you want to say?"

"What?"

Horsted asked in shock, "Are you serious?"

"Someone strangled him with a rope." Hank finally spoke:

"Now I advise you to remain silent."

"I hope you can have a better alibi." Perry glanced at Hank dissatisfied and continued to say to Horsted:

"Not some nonsense like watching a football game alone at home."

"You are officially suspended until the matter is investigated clearly." Hank said expressionlessly:

"Now, hand over your guns and badges."

Horsted had obviously not digested what he had just heard, and his expression looked extremely shocked.

Looking at Hank's outstretched palm, he blankly took off his pistol and police badge.

"Jay Halsted."

Director Perry issued a notice: "Please keep your cell phone open. Someone from the Department of Internal Affairs will talk to you as soon as possible."

"You mean to interrogate me?"

Horsted finally came to his senses and said angrily: "Am I right?"

"You know the rules." Director Perry shook his head.

Looking at the two photos on the table, Horsted knew that he was now unable to argue.

Without saying a word, he opened the door and strode out of the Sheriff's Office, grabbing his coat and heading downstairs.

"Jay." Erin quickly caught up.

"Can you believe it?"

He shouted emotionally: "All I did was try to stop that pervert."

"But now, I've become a murder suspect?"

"You need to calm down." Irene pushed the business card into Horsted's hand:

"Here, this is the most powerful police union representative I've ever seen."

"Call him immediately, and don't say another word before that."

Looking at the business card in his hand, Horsted put on his coat excitedly and walked downstairs angrily.

Arriving at the garage, he went straight to the technical room:

"Hey, Gene, look up some information for me."

"impossible."

Gene didn't even raise his head: "As a suspect in the murder case, it is illegal for you to do this."

"Come on, man, do you know that too?"

Horsted knocked on the table excitedly: "I didn't do it. Please do me a favor. At least I need to know what happened."