My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

In the warehouse, Ethan moved slowly.

There were no strange blips on the radar, but that didn't mean there was no one inside.

The light of tactical flashlights shone everywhere, and rows of tall shelves inside were filled with various car parts.

"What you just did is not like someone who has been sitting in an office."

Ethan's eyes quickly scanned and he spoke in a low voice to the people behind him.

"I got straight A's in the police academy."

Sumner followed Ethan closely, breathing a little quickly. She moved the hand holding the handle of the gun: "In field operations, I often ask others."

"Take a deep breath."

Ethan said softly: "In a head-on firefight, you need to stay relaxed."

"Being too nervous can make you make wrong judgments."

"clear!"

Sumner nodded: "Wrong judgment will easily lead to bullets, right?"

"You learn quickly."

Ethan smiled and lowered his gun: "You will be a good field worker."

"Bang."

Sumner didn't notice that Ethan had stopped and bumped into his back.

"Let me change what I just said."

Ethan shrugged: "Your concentration needs to be improved."

Unknowingly, they had reached the end of the warehouse, and Hank and Antonio appeared on the other side.

"Feel sorry."

Looking at the wall a few meters in front of him, Sumner became a little embarrassed.

"Hey!"

Rusek's cry sounded, with a hint of panic: "I found something here."

The flashlight's light returned, and they quickly walked towards the center.

This is a corner surrounded by several shelves, with plastic barrels and various miscellaneous parts piled everywhere on the floor.

Olinsky and Rusek were standing next to a plastic bucket more than one meter high, shining into it with flashlights.

The light shines through the plastic bucket, and the liquid inside glows with a strange blood-red color.

"I bought it!"

Erin was the first to walk to the side. When she saw what was inside, her face instantly turned pale:

"I won't want to eat meat tonight."

Rusek on the side also looked livid. Fortunately, his experience in cleaning up the corpses last time allowed him to persevere.

Ethan and Sumner took a closer look and saw a body soaked in the plastic bucket.

The liquid inside was still making small bubbles.

There was a faint layer of white smoke floating above, and a strong pungent smell made him cover his nose.

The corpse was severely corroded and its facial features were blurred.

"Ugh~"

Sumner ran away quickly, and the heartbreaking sound of vomiting was heard.

"how to say."

Ethan shook his head and pointed to the shoulder of the body floating on the liquid: "We can confirm that he is the driver we are looking for."

"Tony Johnston has the same tattoo in his jail photo."

Hank looked at Sumner with disgust, then looked at the body corroded by the unknown liquid in the plastic bucket, frowned and said:

"Whoever did it must be silencing them, calling for backup, and searching the entire warehouse."

Erin walked to the side and pressed the intercom.

Backup arrived quickly and forensic officers were also on scene.

People from the intelligence team and patrol officers searched inside, and a few minutes later, they made new discoveries.

"Detective."

A patrolman shouted to Ethan and Antonio and raised something in his hand.

The two walked quickly over to a dark corner and set up a temporary resting place. Some personal belongings fell on the bedding.

"cell phone."

The patrolman handed the thing in his hand to Antonio and pointed to the side: "I found this in the corner next to it."

Ethan used his flashlight to scan around this corner. The quilt was lifted and it was all messy.

"Is this what you were doing when you came here?" He looked at the patrolman.

"That's right." The patrolman nodded:

“I’m careful to keep the place mostly the same.”

It seems that there was a fight in this place.

Antonio clicked on the old-fashioned mobile phone in his hand and kept looking through the call records.

"Something is wrong here."

Looking at the lawyer's number written on it, Ethan reached out and clicked on the screen: "What could make people call their lawyers so many times?"

"That's right." Antonio put away his phone.

Pressing the intercom, the two walked out of the warehouse together.

Soon, other people came out one after another.

"Tell me, what did you find?"

Hank put his hands on his bulletproof vest and asked, "Some useful news."

"The forensic doctor found strangulation marks on the remains of the body's neck, proving that it was homicide. Of course, everyone knows that it is impossible for the driver to jump into the barrel of hydrochloric acid by himself."

Antonio shook the thing in his hand and continued: "This is the important thing."

"On Tony Johnston's cell phone, it was found that he had contacted his lawyer more than 20 times in the past 24 hours."

"This lawyer must know something."

"Okay, that's it." Hank looked at the people around him and said, "Someone take Sumner to talk to Johnston's lawyer."

"Let's see what we can find."

"No problem." Erin nodded and strode outside the yard.

"Wait a minute." Hank shook his head:

"Ethan, you and Sumner go ahead."

Eileen turned around and twitched the corners of her mouth:

"Why can't Sumner and I go together?"

Seeing the unhappy look on her face, all the men at the scene ignored her.

Hank pursed his lips and did not answer her question.

"Tell me?"

Erin's eyes were dissatisfied: "Do you think two women can't handle this matter?"

"I didn't say that." Hank shook his head and said:

"I just think it would be better to have a man and a woman together."

"Fakeyo, Hank."

Erin took Sumner's arm and pulled her out, holding up several men behind her back and raising her middle finger.

It was rare to see Hank deflated, Rusek smiled secretly.

Not only him, but also several people present laughed secretly.

"Okay, let's go back!"

Hank waved his hand helplessly: "Let the investigators search slowly here."

On the way back to the police station, a sign flashed by the roadside.

I remembered that I had almost eaten all the snacks, so I decided to replenish my inventory.

After pressing the intercom and saying something, Ethan immediately left the convoy.

As soon as I returned to the store, I saw three people pushing open the glass door and arguing and coming out.

The man walking in front walked straight to the street. He was holding a lot of things in a cardboard box and walking with a swagger as if he didn't recognize his relatives.

There were two people standing outside the store. One of them was a guy wearing a plaid shirt with red hair and freckles.

It was Fiona's brother, Ian.

Ian was standing on the sidewalk, talking to the guy who came out onto the street.

Unexpectedly, I met him here.

Ethan parked the car next to Ian, turned off the engine and got out.

"Hey, Mickey."

Ian didn't notice Ethan's appearance. He excitedly said to the man holding the thing:

"Why can't you just steal from other neighborhood stores, Waterfa?"

While he was speaking, the black-haired boy impatiently took out a box of things from the box and threw it at him.

The accuracy was not good and it did not hit Ian.

"Snapped."

The carton fell onto the front of the Ford Interceptor and exploded instantly, splattering gray-white dipping sauce everywhere.

The shiny black hood is dotted with stars, which are particularly conspicuous.

Ian quickly dodged, but still got a little bit.

"Fakeyu, you know where I live. If you have any questions, you can come to me."

The black-haired boy turned around nonchalantly and walked away.