My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

A sweet, creamy aroma hits your nostrils.

Soft, slippery and elastic.

This feeling is really wonderful.

Unable to help himself, Ethan also imitated Nick's example and shook his head.

During the collision, he felt the Latin style firsthand.

Rusek glanced enviously and chased out with the others.

"Don't run, Chicago police."

Antonio yelled at DJ Nick.

But it was too late. Nick thought his enemy was coming and climbed over the glass guardrail of the hotel balcony.

His feet were in the air and he was about to fall.

The leather rope attached to the neck guard rotated rapidly with his movements, and by chance, it was randomly wrapped around the handle of the guardrail.

After shaking for a few times, he tried his best to put his hand up, and then managed to hold the handle.

"Help." DJ Nick shouted angrily: "You bastard cops, you can't just burst in like this."

When he fell, Antonio was still worried.

But when he saw him being wrapped up and hung by a leather rope, he immediately laughed: "Why don't you run away, Nick?"

"Pull me up quickly."

DJ Nick’s butt was bare and his feet were kicking around: “Can’t you see? I’m about to fall.”

"Come on, I see you're having fun."

Rusek lay down on the guardrail and said with a smile: "Brother, what are you doing, are you playing a suffocation trick?"

In the house, with the help of Erin, the Latin girl turned over and landed on the ground.

Ethan wiped a handful of cake on his face, walked into the bathroom with some regret, and rinsed off quickly.

Ten seconds later, he returned to the living room, stroking his wet hair.

Under Irene's command, the three girls had already put on their clothes without even taking a shower.

They looked at Ethan pitifully, but did not dare to speak.

"Let's all go."

Ethan rubbed his nose and waved his hand to drive him away.

These people are not their targets. Taking them back is a waste of manpower and material resources.

Seeing them twisting their thin waists and leaving the hotel room in a hurry, Ethan shook his head in disbelief.

"What's wrong?" Erin hugged her chest:

"Do you need me to call them back and leave you their contact information?"

"No need." Ethan said righteously:

"What are you thinking, I'm not that kind of person."

"cut."

Erin gave him a look of disdain and leaned against the wall.

Listening to the anxious shouts outside, Ethan moved his steps: "Why don't you go out and take a look?"

"Watching a naked man being hung outside the hotel?" Erin frowned: "Sorry, I have no interest in that at all."

Ethan walked out of the balcony with a smile, while Nick kept begging for mercy:

"Pull me up, please."

"Should we pull him up?" Rusek asked cheerfully while looking at this rare diorama.

"No."

Antonio smiled: "Just let him hang like this and wait a while."

What happened in the morning made him feel angry.

A police detective was forced to suspend his duties, while the murder suspect who was about to go to trial was living and drinking.

The contrast between this made him want to see more of Nick's jokes.

No matter what, seeing others being unlucky will always make you feel better.

"I have an idea."

Olinsky scratched his beard when he saw the circular trampoline downstairs next to the swimming pool.

Looking along his line of sight, Ethan smiled, patted Rusek, and the two of them went downstairs to the back of the hotel with Olinsky.

Nick was still hanging there, dangling like a piece of bacon waiting to be dried.

Ethan wrapped up his clothes, feeling really cold for him.

Compared with him, my luck this morning was so good.

"bring it on!"

At Olinsky's call, the three people carried the trampoline and walked towards Nick's direction.

The scenery above was too eye-catching. Under the pressure of Ethan and Olinsky, Rusek could only raise his head aggrievedly and kept directing the direction.

"alright!"

After adjusting his position, he gave a thumbs up to Antonio above.

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Antonio took out a folding knife from his pocket and looked at Nick, whose face was flushed:

"Don't worry, I'll save you right away."

"Fakeyu!"

Nick saw the sharp knife hanging on the leather cord, and he was so angry that he yelled: "You madman, you can't do this."

"This is the third floor, people will fall to death."

"No, no!"

"Ouch~~~"

Ethan had never seen this palm technique falling from the sky before.

The naked man who fell from the sky was unfortunately seen this time.

Nick danced and fell steadily on the trampoline.

"puff!"

There was a tearing sound, and a big hole opened in the trampoline.

"Kekeke~"

Nick's back tensed, his face flushed, and he was immediately knocked out of breath.

"Shet." Ethan couldn't help but shrink his feet. This guy looked really hurt.

"Fakeyu!"

After regaining his breath, Nick raised his two middle fingers towards the building and cursed excitedly.

"The effect looks good."

Olinsky shrugged and smiled.

It looked serious, but after the trampoline's cushioning force was reduced, Nick actually suffered no injuries.

Of course, there will be pain.

Antonio, who was upstairs, also wiped away his sweat and walked into the house.

Soon, several pieces of clothing fell down.

"I'm going to sue you!"

"I'm suing the city!"

In the interrogation room, Nick was trembling with anger: "I'm going to sue your mother until she regrets giving birth to you."

"I will also sue your father until he regrets why he didn't kill you in the first place..."

"Shut up."

Antonio interrupted these words unceremoniously.

Nick climbed the wall himself. He was saving people and was not afraid of threats at all.

He knocked on the record book: "You are facing twenty years in prison for murder. All this depends on Dr. Elliott's testimony."

"Now that he's been murdered, do you have anything to say?"

"What?" Nick suddenly stopped feeling pain and shivering, and became energetic:

"You mean Dr. Elliot is dead?"

"You look so happy now." Antonio slapped the table hard:

"That, in my opinion, was the motive for dismembering him."

"Please!"

Nick smiled and said: "Do you think I will be sad to hear that the doctor died?"

"Not at all."

“If it wasn’t for him, why would I be having a farewell party today.”

When he mentioned the ruined farewell party, there was a flash of irritation in his eyes, but he became elated again at the thought that he could get away with it.

"So you really committed murder this time?"

When Antonio saw him like this, he was so angry that he set a verbal trap for him.

Nick was as cunning as a ghost and was not fooled at all.

The corners of his mouth turned up and he said coquettishly:

"I have to admit, now that I know that doctor is dead, suddenly I feel like I haven't done anything."

Antonio clenched his fists and pushed the record book over.

"Write down where you were and who you met yesterday."

"And a phone number."

"We need your alibi."

"Of course, no problem." Nick took the pen and started writing happily.

Everyone in the observation room looked disappointed when they saw him like this.

If he had really killed Dr. Elliot, Nick wouldn't have reacted this way.

"Hey."

Erin walked in with a man: "This is the guy from the fire department. He saw the driver this morning."

Everyone said hello and then got out of the way.

The firefighter walked up to the one-way glass, didn't look at it for a few seconds, then shook his head and said:

"He's not the driver."