My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

If others find out about this matter, her family will be torn apart, which is something Fiona really doesn't want to see.

With no one left, Ethan's special identity is the only one she can turn to for help.

Fortunately, the other party did not refuse, and she looked at Ethan gratefully.

"It's fine."

Ethan smiled and patted the back of her hand gently.

He understands her situation and knows what Fiona has sacrificed for this family.

The other party is still his woman, if he doesn't help at this time, how long will he have to wait.

Casey wasn't harmed, it was just a hot-headed kid doing something stupid.

If it weren't for the special circumstances of the Gallagher family, it would be no problem to just send Casey back.

After all, Debbie is only a little girl of about ten years old. When she saw Casey in the room just now, the two of them had a lot of fun.

Holding Ethan's big hand, Fiona's mood stabilized.

The two held hands and walked to the parking place together.

"Woo, woo, woo!"

A familiar voice approached from a distance, and the siren quickly stopped, and a voice shouted:

"Please note, this is the Chicago Police Department."

"We are looking for a missing two-year-old boy, Casey Caston."

"The missing boy is wearing a Superman costume. He is white and blond. If you have any clues, please call 911 immediately. Thank you."

The shouting ended and the patrol car drove up.

"Hey, Fiona."

The person driving the car was none other than Tony, with his blond hair neatly combed.

"Hi, Tony."

Although Fiona was nervous, she still pretended to be calm, stretched out her hand and introduced: "This is Ethan, he is my friend."

"No introduction needed, we know each other."

Tony nodded to Ethan and looked at the hands held by the two people:

"Detective Morgan, what are you doing?"

"You know, Fiona lives nearby. I asked her to find out the situation." Ethan smiled and shook his head: "It turns out she just woke up not long ago and doesn't know anything."

"Yes, I heard him."

Fiona quickly answered: "Is it possible that the little boy is just lost?"

"I hope too." Tony curled his lips and pointed to the sky:

"The helicopters are out, we will definitely find Casey."

"If someone kidnaps him, no matter who did these things, I will definitely find that bastard and twist his head off."

As soon as his voice fell, there was a roar in the air.

The blue-and-white-painted helicopter whizzed past in mid-air, and Fiona opened her mouth wide.

"I'm leaving, Detective."

Tony looked at Ethan, who was standing next to Fiona, and felt a sense of shame.

He immediately started the police car and left quickly.

"We need to hurry up." Fiona looked at Ethan, and the helicopter in the sky made her panic.

Get in your Ford Interceptor and drive away quickly.

Ethan knew the current search scope of the police station, so he found a place far away and returned again after Fiona bought the Superman costume.

After driving all the way back to Gallagher's house, I saw two big boys pushing a supermarket trolley on the side of the road, with a cylindrical water heater placed diagonally on top of the trolley.

"It's Lip, stop the car quickly."

Seeing those two people, Fiona shouted quickly.

Ethan immediately swung the steering wheel, the brake pads worked, and the inertia allowed the interceptor to rush past.

The two boys were startled by the sudden vehicle. They let go of the trolley and ran away.

This is the natural reaction of children living in the Southern District. Don’t run away first.

"Lipp, it's me."

Fiona's shout made the two people stop.

"Shet." Ian's chest heaved when he saw Ethan and Fiona sitting in the car: "Man, you almost scared the shit out of us."

"Hey, look what we found."

Lip came to his senses, patted the water heater in the trolley and said happily: "This guy is 70% to 80% new, we can take a good hot bath."

"Stop it." Fiona waved her hands: "Find Karl and go home quickly."

"Debbie stole a child and we have to find a way to get it back."

"What are you talking about?" Lip's dull eyes widened: "Debbie stole a child, why did she do this?"

"Go back quickly."

Fiona was a little crazy: "I also hope I can know the answer to this question."

"I know." Ian ran to the side without saying a word:

"I'll go get Carl."

Lip pushed the wheel of the cart wildly with all his strength.

It must be said that the Gallagher family has a very strong cohesion, and no matter what difficulties they encounter, they will find a way to face them together.

Except, of course, Frank.

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"Detective Morgan."

Rusek's voice sounded: "What did you get there?"

"No."

Ethan pressed the intercom and said calmly: "I'm wandering around. If you have nothing to do, don't contact me."

"receive."

The intercom went silent and Ethan placed it on the table.

This is the Gallagher family's dining room, and everyone is sitting together.

Of course, Frank is still not included.

The sound from the intercom just now caused everyone except Ian and Fiona to cast shocked looks, and one of them looked particularly fiery.

"Cool~" Little Carl grinned and stretched out his fist: "I knew you were special."

"Can you let me play with your sidearm?"

"Let's talk about it another day." Ethan fist bumped with him and looked at Debbie:

"Now we need to go over things and make sure you don't say the wrong thing when the time comes. Can you do that?"

"Well, I understand."

Debbie blushed and nodded.

"Why did you take that boy away?" Ethan asked.

Debbie explained: "He was crying and looking for his mother, but no one was around."

Fiona looked at Debbie and asked seriously:

"Have you ever tried to find his mother?"

"No."

Debbie shook her head, her ponytails swaying rapidly: "I told you, he was crying at the time, but no one cared about him."

"I felt unworthy for him, so I took him away."

"Hey."

Fiona opened her hands excitedly: "What's wrong with you?"

"You must remember that you will never do this kind of thing again in the future, promise me."

"knew."

Looking at everyone's eyes, Debbie curled her lips first, and then said silently: "I promise you."

How could this little guy think of such a complicated thing?

Ordinary families, at Debbie's age, would only play with dolls at home.

Ethan didn't know what to say for a moment, so he took out a cigarette and lit it.

Looking at the cigarette case and lighter placed on the table, Lip blinked and looked at Ethan.

Ethan shrugged and blew out the smoke nonchalantly.

In the South District, a child of his age and living in such an environment would do well not to touch leaves.

Cigarettes, pediatrics.

"Debbie." Lip lit up the cigarette skillfully and threw the cigarette box to Ian:

"When you took Casey away, was he inside the yard or outside?"

Debbie said without any hesitation: "Inside."

Lip swallowed his saliva and continued to ask:

"Okay, so how did you get him out?"

"this."

Debbie took out half a Snickers bar from her pocket: "That's it, wave it and he will follow."

"I bought it!"

Fiona covered her face with her hands, not knowing how to react.

Using candy to lure and kidnap children sounds like something a middle-aged pervert would do.

Coming from the mouth of Debbie, who was only about ten years old, it felt extremely ridiculous.

"Has anyone seen you?"

Ethan was concerned about the main point: "Did you meet anyone on the way back when you brought Casey back?"

"No."

Debbie said with certainty: "I put him in the car and ran away immediately."

"There's no one on the road either."

"Run away!" Fiona stood up suddenly and said angrily: "You still know how to run?"

"You are kidnapping. Do you understand?"

"sorry."

Debbie had never seen Fiona treat her like this before, and her little face became nervous: "I know I was wrong."

After pulling Fiona down, Ethan said softly to Debbie:

"What kind of car is it?"

"The stroller, the one Liam used to use." Debbie sniffed.

"That car was broken down a long time ago."

Fiona said excitedly: "Didn't I ask you to throw it away a long time ago?"

"I figured out a way to fix it."

Debbie didn't dare to look into her eldest sister's eyes: "I was thinking about when I might be able to use it."

"call!"

Ethan exhaled the smoke heavily and felt a toothache.

Not only did he act carefully, he also had a plan.

This was already much higher than the standard of many street guys. He really didn't know what to say.

"Bang bang bang."

Just as he was reorganizing his words, there was a violent knock on the door next to him.