My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

At this time, Rebecca also came over.

"What are you two talking about?"

Ethan took a bite of his sandwich and gave Proctor a quick wink.

"It's nothing. I just told your uncle that I know someone who is a real estate agent and can help you find a house."

"Why do you need to help me find a house? I'm living well now."

Ethan gave up his seat, and after Rebecca glanced at Proctor, she sat down happily.

Proctor looked at Ethan calmly, not knowing what he was going to say.

"Didn't you just say that you would start a new life of your own in the future?"

"Then why don't you start with a new place to live and let your uncle buy you a car." After finishing speaking, Ethan winked at Rebecca.

Rebecca's eyes suddenly lit up. Thinking of having a car of her own, she looked at Proctor longingly.

"OK, no problem."

Proctor understood what Ethan meant. What he did and the strippers coming and going in the house were really not suitable for Rebecca to live there. He smiled and rubbed Rebecca's head.

"Thank you" Rebecca squeezed her fist happily

"I won't bother you with the house. I will help Rebecca find it."

"I can do whatever you want."

"Rebecca, let's go first, we still have something to do."

After Proctor nodded to Ethan, he got up and left with Rebecca, who was reluctant to leave.

Ethan knocked on the table and looked at the leaving figures of Proctor and Rebecca.

From now on, the two of them will not live under the same roof, hoping that some things will not happen again.

After breakfast, Ethan left the meal fee and a generous tip, said hello to Dalia and left the restaurant.

Siobhan usually talked endlessly during the two-person patrol, but today she was unusually silent. Ethan grabbed the steering wheel and reached out to touch her forehead, but Siobhan slapped her away.

"what are you doing?"

"Let me check if you have a fever. Why are you so quiet today?"

"You just have a fever."

After Siobhan was silent for a while, she cleared her throat, and Ethan smiled secretly, knowing that there was something she couldn't help but say.

"Mrs. Hopewell has moved out."

"what's the situation?"

Siobhan said word by word: "Carly Hopewell, District Attorney Gordon's wife, the woman who went to rescue Hood with us last time, do you remember?"

"Of course" Ethan nodded "Where did she move to?"

"The Valley Inn."

"I saw her when I came over to work in the morning and talked to her for a while, and now she and Gordon have separated."

Siobhan sighed, "I don't know if it's worth it for Hood."

Ethan knew that she was remembering her divorce experience, and smiled and shook her head.

Siobhan couldn't stand him like this and patted Ethan hard on the shoulder.

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

Ethan glanced at her and said slowly: "Then have you ever thought about whether Gordon's efforts over the past ten years are worth it?"

After a brief silence, Siobhan sighed

"You're right."

At this moment, a car suddenly rushed out of the intersection. Ethan was so frightened that he slammed on the brakes. The two looked at each other. Siobhan reached out and dialed the button. The police lights on the roof of the car flashed quickly, and the sirens also sounded. Then it sounded.

The vehicle that ran the red light saw the police car following behind it, drove forward for a certain distance, and then pulled over.

"The owner of the Ford in front of you, turn off the engine, put the key on the roof, and wait for inspection."

At Ethan's shout, the vehicle in front quickly shut down and rolled down the window. The driver reached out and shook the key, then put the key on the roof.

Ethan put down the megaphone, got out of the car and walked forward with Siobhan on both sides.

He did not rush forward to investigate. He stood behind the Ford SUV and observed it before patting the taillights and walking forward.

Looking at the white woman in the passenger seat, Ethan removed his hand from the Glock and stepped forward to take the car keys from the roof.

"Sir, you were driving dangerously just now and ran a red light. Do you know that?"

"Please show me..." Ethan choked back half of what he said. The thin, white male driver with glasses firmly grasped the steering wheel with both hands, holding various documents in his hands.

"Officer, I have my driver's license, vehicle registration form and insurance policy ready. I'm really sorry. I didn't pay attention just now. My wife is pregnant and has stomach discomfort. I rushed her to the hospital."

The man with glasses looked nervous, and then he stepped aside. The white woman in a white shirt on the passenger seat put her hands on her abdomen, and her face was covered with sweat.

She noticed Ethan's gaze and groaned twice in pain.

"Sit down first," Ethan told him, then walked back with his ID, and Siobhan also came from the other side.

"How about forget it. Anyway, there were no cars at the intersection just now. Just give him a warning."

Siobhan couldn't bear to look at the woman in the passenger seat and said to Ethan.

"Okay, then give him a verbal warning."

Ethan took the certificate and thought about it, and decided to let the driver go.

He returned to the driver's seat and handed the certificate to the man with glasses. "I will give you a verbal warning this time. You will not behave like this again in the future. Do you understand?"

"I understand, thank you, officer. By the way, where are my keys?" The man with glasses asked with a smile after taking the ID.

"Wait a minute, I'll bring it to you."

Ethan put his hand into his trouser pocket and was about to take out the key when his eyes suddenly froze and fell on the red high heels on the pregnant woman's feet and the small black package at her feet.

"Ma'am, can you open your package and take a look?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman in the shirt had a cold look in her eyes, straightened her back and sat up straight, and a small lady's pistol suddenly appeared in her hand.

"Shet" the moment he saw the pistol, Ethan quickly dodged.

"Siobhan"

Ethan yelled, then rolled and crawled towards his police car, bullets whizzing past behind him.

Siobhan heard the gunfire, quickly pulled out his pistol from the holster, and opened fire to cover Ethan.

"Fake, the key is still on the note."

The man with eyes cursed angrily, took out a revolver from under the seat, pushed open the door and fired continuously at the back.

The bullets landed on the police car, crackling, and the windows shattered.

Ethan finally found a chance to take out the Glock and kept firing back. At this time, Siobhan also retreated behind the police car.

At this time, there was a loud sound suddenly.

At this sound, the police car shook. Ethan took the opportunity to duck out from behind the police car. The Glock's gun kept spitting out bullets, knocking the bespectacled man to the ground.

Seeing this, the shirtless woman hurriedly turned her gun.

"boom"

The shirtless girl's head suddenly smacked, a stream of blood burst out from her neck, and then she collapsed to the ground. Siobhan walked out from the other side with a gun in both hands.

After walking forward and taking a look at the body lying on the ground, Ethan let out a breath and put the Glock back into its holster.

Not far ahead, a plume of smoke rose.