My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Sorry, Detective, I really don't know what you're talking about."

Gonzalez shrugged, still looking confused.

"Well, I'll give you two choices."

Ethan said impatiently: "First, you tell me the truth of the matter, and I will politely invite you to the police station. You will suffer whatever crime you deserve."

"Second, you chose not to tell me the truth."

"Then I'm going to be very rude and I'm going to put you on the ground right away and handcuff you in front of your kids."

"Not only that, I will also notify people from the immigration office to come over."

"Believe me, I will definitely find a way to deport your wife and children back to Colombia."

Ethan raised his hand and looked at his watch:

"I'll give you five seconds to think about it."

"three."

"Four."

"five."

"I said!" Gonzalez was sweating profusely and quickly stopped Ethan. There was only a three-second countdown.

His eyes struggled and he said painfully:

"I didn't want to do this, Mirares threatening my child's life."

"He knew that I had security experience in this area, and asked me to join that bank, keep an eye on Perco, and inform him of any news at any time."

Ethan and Hank looked at each other, and both of them smiled. Sure enough, they had found the wrong person.

"Listen, you need someone to keep my family safe."

Gonzalez quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a panic: "Otherwise, I won't say anything."

"You don't look like an idiot to me either."

The corner of Ethan's mouth twitched: "He is just a gang, not a gang. If you tell him his whereabouts, we will arrest all his people."

"What did Mirares threaten your family with?"

"All right."

Gonzalez looked back at his family and stammered, "I don't know the whereabouts of Mirares."

"But I know how to find him."

"Milares likes to find high-end call girls, especially white girls. Through this, you can find him."

"Having just finished a big business, he will definitely have needs in this area."

Hank asked: "Do you know which one it is?"

"Zendo Yuume."

Gonzalez closed his eyes and revealed the most important information.

When Burgess heard this conversation from behind, his eyes flashed and his lips pursed.

Ethan kept his word and gave him some time.

After Gonzales said goodbye to his family, he asked Burgess and Atwater to take him back to the police station.

As for Zen Tao Yunu, for those places, Hanke is clear.

The two quickly drove there and directly found the boss behind that place.

After some friendly communication, the other party agreed that if he received a call from Mirares, he would contact Hank directly and let him arrange the rest.

Back at the police station, Ethan made an OK gesture in front of everyone's eyes.

Everyone in the intelligence team looked happy and clapped their hands in celebration.

After running back and forth all day, Ethan sat down heavily on the chair, picked up the ice-cold coffee and took a sip.

After resting for a few minutes, I took a cigarette and was about to go to the balcony.

Just then, footsteps sounded.

Burgess and Atwater walked up to the chase room together, and the former said to him: "Hey, it's settled. Gonzalez has been placed in the temporary holding cell."

"Oh, I see."

Ethan nodded, it was just a small matter, and he didn't understand why she had to come here specifically.

"About today's incident."

Burgess hesitated, clasped his hands on his bulletproof vest, and was about to say something.

"I got the call."

Hank opened the office door and strode out: "Milares just contacted Zen Yume and called two call girls."

"Their work process is like this, don't ask, don't understand."

"The call girl will go to the designated place, and the other party will send someone to pick her up. This can protect the customer's privacy to the greatest extent."

"So, we're going to send someone undercover to pose as a call girl."

"I'll go." Burgess said quickly: "They want white women, right?"

"I am."

Atwater looked at his partner in surprise. No wonder he had been calling him upstairs just now, but he was waiting here.

"Let me do it, I'll be fine."

Burgess repeated it again with firm eyes.

She was a newcomer, and Ethan wanted to dissuade her, but when he thought of what she said and her goals, he gave up the idea.

If she can perform well in this incident, she will indeed gain many points in front of Hank.

Hank crossed his arms and hesitated.

His original intention was to let Eileen go, after all, she was more experienced.

But after looking at Irene, I felt that the smell of the police on her was too strong, and it might be counterproductive.

"Fine."

Hank nodded: "Go get ready and change your clothes."

"The agreed time is in one hour."

"Got it." Burgess looked sideways at Ethan excitedly, buttoned up his bulletproof vest and hurried downstairs.

Atwater quickly followed, intending to ask her what her plans were.

This mission is no joke. More than a dozen people have died in this case. The risk is too high.

"You all get ready and hurry up and have dinner."

Hank looked around at everyone and said in a hoarse voice: "Tonight is party time, there can be no mistakes."

"knew."

Everyone left the Chase Room one after another. Ethan thought for a while and walked towards Hank.

"She is new and doesn't have the same smell as us."

Hank was explaining to Erin: "From a certain point of view, Burgess is more suitable than you."

"I have no objection." Eileen smiled:

"Everyone has a first time. She needs a chance to grow up."

"Please!" Hank smiled and shook his head: "If you say that, I seriously doubt that you don't want us to see you in a skirt."

"Of course."

Eileen proudly stretched out her hands and gestured on her body: "My figure is so good, of course I can't show it off easily."

"cough!"

Ethan walked aside and interjected: "From another perspective, the possibility of Burgess being in danger is also very high."

"She is a newcomer and may not be able to handle some emergencies."

"We have to think about it, what kind of person is the other call girl?"

"I have this worry too." Erin frowned and said, "We can't let her be with just any other girl, the risk is too high."

"Well, one of my informants has done it in that place before."

"I'll ask her if she's willing to help."

If you have an acquaintance with you, it will naturally be much safer. No matter what, it's better than a stranger.

Of course you can’t miss the opportunity to reduce your own risks.

"Very good." Hank nodded with satisfaction and patted her shoulder: "Then go ahead and make arrangements."

Erin took out her cell phone and walked quickly to the side.

Seeing this, Ethan felt relieved.

He briefly talked to Hank about the evening's events before leaving the police station and seizing the time to worship at the Five Zang Temple.

After dinner, we went straight to the dressing room.

Sure enough, Burgess was inside, dressed in a common streetwear outfit.

The ponytail is down, and the brown hair is shawl.

Black silk, hip-hugging skirt.

The zipper of the fluffy jacket was only half zipped, and underneath was a sequined V-neck T-shirt.

The neckline is pulled down very low, white and tender.

"cough."

Ethan leaned against the cabinet next to him and coughed lightly.

"Hi!"

Burgess put down the mirror and smacked the lipstick he just applied: "How do I look?"

As she spoke, she spun around twice.

The high heels clicked, and the whole person was full of energy.