My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

In the noisy scene, Alex's gaffe was not conspicuous.

But Ethan still observed it keenly, and he couldn't help but recall what Jenny said to him that night.

"Proctor had a verbal agreement with the previous chief to be responsible for expropriating land and solving troubles. In exchange, he had a certain invisible stake in the casino."

"Dan and Alex secretly worked together to kick Proctor out."

After connecting these things together, Ethan shook his head. Mayor Kendall was playing hawk instead of being pecked. He wanted to clear Proctor out of the game, but he didn't expect Proctor to directly take over. Look at you guys. How to play.

Alex quickly came to his senses, closed his mouth a few times, but ultimately said nothing, and led a group of people to leave the new casino construction site in a hurry.

Looking at Kendall lying on the ground, Ethan also felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

He and Proctor are not without conflicts. They had a conflict with him this morning because of Rebecca.

At the very least, the security level of your residence must be improved. You cannot just show up outside your house just by random people.

Afterwards, the Banshee Town Police Department and the Chino Police Department also came to question Proctor. Unfortunately, accompanied by a lawyer, Proctor used a perfect alibi to demonstrate his innocence.

As for why Mayor Kendall came alone to the Chino tribe to build a casino, it has become a tacit secret among a few people in the town.

The news of Dan Kendall's death was like that gust of wind, blowing suddenly and then quietly stopping.

A few days later, the Banshee High School football field.

In the middle of the stadium, a solemn occasion has been arranged.

On one side of the wooden platform set up in front, there was a portrait of Dan Kendall. On the other side, the unshaven Gordon Hopewell looked at Carly in the crowd with a complicated expression, and slowly said:

"It's hard to put into words how we feel at this moment. In an explosion a few days ago, we lost a young and promising mayor..."

Ethan was wearing his uniform and sitting in the crowd with his colleagues from the Banshee Police Department.

As Gordon spoke, he looked ahead, and unexpectedly Proctor came to Kendall's memorial site.

In the crowd below, everyone is sitting closely together.

Strangely, the seats in a circle around Proctor were empty.

However, there was no pressure on him at all. Proctor sat calmly and watched Gordon talking intently.

Next to him, Hood, who had recovered from his injury, bumped his arm, and Ethan looked in the direction of Hood's reminder again.

On the other side, the chief of the Chino Tribe, Alex Langcid, paid no attention to Gordon. He stared at Proctor with a gloomy look on his face, as if fire could burst out of his eyes.

Alex has been having a very difficult time these days. The casino he built with a large amount of funds from the tribe was bombed, and the partner he found also died.

Now the time for the casino to resume construction is far away, and he is tired of resisting the questions from the tribal committee members.

Carly crossed her arms and looked at Gordon standing above her. Her eyes were completely covered by oversized sunglasses, so outsiders couldn't tell what she was thinking.

After she looked at Gordon for a while, she turned back. Hood could feel Carly's eyes falling on him. The two of them were separated at the first touch. Hood looked up at the blue sky and white clouds behind the wooden platform, not knowing where he was. What to think.

Gordon noticed Carly's movements and paused briefly before continuing.

"How are they doing now?"

Siobhan on the side grabbed Ethan's arm and asked in his ear.

Ethan's ears were tickled by the warm tone, and he couldn't help but rub his earlobes with his hands. Hood's hearing was amazing, and looking sideways, Siobhan immediately sat upright.

"Jenny, on behalf of myself, my office and all the citizens of Banshee, I join you in mourning the passing of Dan Kendall."

Gordon finished his speech. After sighing, he walked down the podium with heavy steps.

The memorial service ended, and after all the people in front had dispersed, Ethan walked forward together with the people from the Banshee Town Police Department.

Jenny was tired of dealing with everyone's condolences. Dressed in a black dress, she looked particularly lonely.

"Mrs. Kendall, I'm so sorry."

"Thanks."

Ethan shook hands with Jenny. In her eyes, there was not much sadness, but more tiredness and even a little relief.

After the memorial service was over, not long after returning to the police station, the group of them came to the Banshee Town court with solemn expressions.

After receiving the notice, special agents sent by the FBI headquarters have arrived in Banshee Town and will investigate a series of previous incidents.

Inside the court, everyone stood scattered

Gordon and Carly also came to the scene. Feeling the strange atmosphere directly between them and Hood, everyone remained silent.

Not long after, the wooden door was pushed open.

An FBI agent with gray hair and a skinny face walked in with a stack of documents, followed by Dean Xavier.

The FBI agent with a skinny face looked through the documents in his hand, shouted the names on them, and at the same time walked up to the corresponding person and looked at them for a second or two.

In his slightly cloudy eyes, a gleam of light flashed from time to time. As he approached, a thick puff of smoke came over. This was an old smoker that had been smoking for decades.

He continued to flip through the documents, when the movements of his hands suddenly stopped.

"Lucas Hood"

Hood turned around and nodded. After staring at the photos on the file for two seconds, he glanced up at Hood and continued to scroll down.

"Carly Hopewell"

Hearing her name being mentioned, Carly took a step forward. The agent looked at Carly and showed a meaningful smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am Special Agent Jim Racine, and you have all seen the man standing behind me."

Racine took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, then turned around and said, "By the way, what's your name?"

"Dean Xavier"

Dean Xavier folded his hands in front of him, showed a hint of embarrassment, leaned over and whispered.

"Yes, you all know Agent Xavier. Let me tell you about the next process. This is a closed hearing. You all need to take an oath and provide testimony."

Racine shrugged nonchalantly and flicked the ashes away from his cigarette. "After all, everyone knows that anything you say after swearing on the Bible is true and trustworthy."

Seeing that everyone else was expressionless, he smiled and continued:

"You all have the right to request the presence of an attorney, and I would like to warn you that anyone who does so will immediately be met with my obvious and lasting suspicion."

Racine looked around, but no one spoke.

"I know your mayor recently suffered an unfortunate explosion, so I called the District Attorney here today to serve as a witness in the hearing proceedings."

"As for his relationship with Carly Hopewell, the person involved in this case."

Racine threw away the cigarette butt, stamped it out on the wooden floor, and then took out another cigarette. "Since this is a small town and everyone knows each other, I won't worry about it."

"If there's no problem, let's get our little party started."

Thanks to book friends LMIII, hearken, and shopkeeper Gao for their rewards.

At the same time, I would also like to thank the book friends who have been silently voting for Carp. They have all seen it. Thank you very much for your encouragement.