My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

After Antonio calmed down, Ethan walked out of the cage with his eight paws in hand and asked him to tell him the full plan.

“Latin Outlet Plaza is our main connection point.”

BaZhao looked at the group of police detectives who were taking notes quickly with pens, enjoying this feeling very much: "There are thirty entrances and exits here. Within the specified time, vehicles loaded with unique products will park outside any door. "

"You guys, you'll never know which one it is."

"The only one who knows is the contact person."

"The contact person only stops the car, and then someone from the other party will come over to take over and drive the car away."

"Your only chance is this car."

"The person who takes over the vehicle will drive it to another place to meet another person, and that person is Max Robles."

"Robles is the senior boss who handles these unique items and he will take over these things."

"At this time, gentlemen and ladies, please pay attention." BaZhao waved his hands and said proudly: "The Muñoz you want will appear in that place, just catch him. .”

"clatter."

Ba Zhao snapped his fingers and looked at everyone with a smile: "That's it."

"Easy, simple!"

"How did you know Muñoz would be there?"

Ethan turned the pen in his hand and asked in a deep voice: "After all, you have been in there for so long."

"Please."

Ba Zhao wanted to spread his hands, but was locked by the silver bracelet. He shrugged: "No matter what, I am the boss."

"It's not difficult to get the word out from prison."

"Also, this cargo movement system was built by me. Colombia only listens to my words. They can't do without me."

"You did not answer my question."

Ethan stared at him: "What I'm asking is, how did you know Muñoz would show up."

Regarding this issue, Ba Zhao also gave an explanation.

Whenever goods arrive, the leaders of their independent trafficking gang will gather there.

This can also be regarded as a method of control. After all, when others are in prison, people outside must control each other, so that those people can be controlled remotely.

If you go too far, there will definitely be problems.

But in this way, stability can still be achieved for one or two years.

It sounds like there's no problem.

After Ba Zhao made the plan clear, Baildon put him into the iron cage, and the people in the intelligence team looked at each other.

"I think it's reliable."

Olinsky raised his hand and said: "He is under our control, and the whole thing is very clear."

Hank nodded and looked at Antonio:

"Can you do it?"

Octopus repeatedly teased Antonio, and Hank was worried that his mood was unstable: "We can replace it with someone else, that's no problem."

"Let me do it."

Rusek quickly stood up and volunteered.

"How's your Spanish?" Hank looked at him.

Even if people like Ba Zhao go to prison, the people they are willing to deal with are usually people with the same ethnic background.

So people who work undercover also need to know some Spanish.

Speaking of this, Rusek scratched his head:

"not so good."

Such a request also excluded Ethan, who also did not understand the language.

"You're not good in the first place."

Olinsky said angrily: "You dealt with Muñoz that night, did you forget?"

"cough!"

Rusek touched his face in embarrassment, feeling a little pain in his face when he thought about it.

That night, he was beaten badly.

As for Olinsky and Hank, they are not suitable in terms of age, and Sumner is a woman, so they can be ruled out directly.

"Let me do it."

Antonio thought about it for a moment and realized that he had to be the one to do it. He looked at Ba Zhao in the iron cage and said in a cold tone: "If there is any problem then, it will give me a sufficient excuse to beat him up."

Hank nodded, walked to the iron cage, put his hands in his pockets:

"If the direction of development is different from what you said, you know what I can do."

"Please." Ba Zhao spoke with a strong Colombian accent: "There is no need to threaten me. I understand my situation very well."

"Antonio." He shouted into the distance again: "When you see the cowboy, remember to say happy birthday to him."

"Just say this is a greeting from Ba Zhao, and he will know that you are one of his own."

"Is this a secret code?"

Ethan also walked over quickly, squatted and looked at him: "If you want to play any tricks, I guarantee you will regret it."

"Wow!"

BaZhao shook the iron chain on his body vigorously and made a few crisp sounds.

He asked curiously: "What's the point?"

The meaning is very clear. Now that a person is locked up, locked, and watched, what can he do?

There seems to be nothing wrong with what he said.

Ethan looked at him, then stood up and walked aside with everyone to discuss the action plan.

On the side of the road, Ethan stirred the plastic cup with a straw, and the ice cubes inside made a clattering sound.

"Did you do it?"

He looked into the distance and asked silently.

Antonio was wearing a gray jacket, jumped out of the pickup truck, held on to his peaked cap, and walked quickly to the fast food restaurant next to him.

"If I say no."

A voice next to him sounded, and Sam wondered unhappily: "Would you believe it?"

"Yes." Ethan turned his head and looked at Sumner sitting in the passenger seat:

"So, you did it?"

"no."

Sumner was extremely serious: "That night, I didn't contact Edwin at all."

"I don't know how he received the news."

"Yeah." Ethan took a big sip of Coke: "It's a pity that I'm the only one who believes you're useless."

"Yes!" Sumner sighed heavily:

"Now they don't believe me, they all think I did it."

"Take your time." Ethan shook his head and asked curiously: "Are Edwin's skills good?"

"puff."

Sumner immediately realized what he was asking and squirted out the mineral water he had just taken into his mouth.

"Would you like to hear what you have to say?"

She rolled her eyes at Ethan and took out a tissue to wipe away the water stains.

"You have nothing to do, let's discuss it." Ethan shrugged and raised his eyebrows: "You have a good appearance and a good figure."

He glanced at his hips, which were like small millstones, and the curve of his waist.

Ethan swallowed the coke and continued:

"To be honest, I can't figure out what attracts you to him."

Feeling flustered by his gaze, Sumner moved his buttocks and said angrily: "I don't understand either. Do you really not believe in love?"

"I believe it." Ethan nodded: "I just don't believe Edwin."

He chuckled again and continued to ask: "But I think that thing also needs to be made. How is his strength?"

"Fakeyu!"

Sumner gave him the middle finger: "He's better than you anyway."

"Waterfa?"

Ethan put the Coke cup down hard: "Impossible!"

"You don't believe it?" Sumner glanced down: "How about we discuss it again when we have time?"

Now Edwin is being controlled by his wife and has not seen her for a while. Sumner is already in a bad mood and his work has been inexplicably blocked, so he also wants to relax.

The feeling that night was indeed wonderful, so just follow Ethan's words.

"OK!"

After Ethan answered subconsciously, he realized what she said.

However, he thought about it and it seemed that there would be no problem in sharing skills among colleagues. (End of chapter)