My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"If you mean explosives, you're right."

A white helmet stood outside the cordon and shouted to the two of them.

"Who are you?"

Ethan was not in a hurry, or he didn't want to walk into the container, so he turned around and walked towards the white hat.

Explosives naturally gave him the urge not to get close to them.

"I am the safety supervisor here."

White Helmet shook hands with Ethan and continued: "I was the one who called the police."

"What's missing?"

Ethan opened the record book. It was obviously stolen.

"Water glue explosives."

White Helmet scratched his beard and said with a headache: "We probably counted the number, and it was almost a hundred pounds missing."

"Water glue explosives?"

Ethan tapped his pen on the notebook to express that he didn't quite understand.

But his face darkened. No matter what kind of explosive it was, if it involved a hundred pounds, it would be a big problem.

"It is generally used for mining and tunneling." White Hat continued to explain:

"We're also going to use it to blast through bedrock, so whoever stole this stuff, if they wanted to blow up a building now, it wouldn't be a big deal."

"damn it."

Burgess cursed secretly when he heard the white hat's words.

While the two were talking, several cars quickly stopped nearby. Hank and the others got out of the car and walked over quickly.

Facing everyone's gaze, White Helmet had no choice but to repeat what he just said.

At this time, Burgess walked quietly to the side. She was standing next to a group of plainclothes men in uniform, feeling uncomfortable.

Ethan noticed her little movement and shook his head.

"I need a list."

Hank put his hands in his pockets and said in a hoarse voice: "All employees of the demolition company, as well as a list of those who signed for these explosives."

"There is also surveillance video, which also needs to be copied."

"In my office." White Helmet put his hands on his hips and said helplessly: "The security personnel who signed for these explosives disappeared somewhere. I have been calling just now, but I couldn't get through."

"Atwater, Erin."

Hank waved to the two of them: "You go and get the list. Others, search the scene."

"Hey!"

In the distance, a yellow helmet wearing a vest waved his arms towards this side and shouted: "A body was found over here."

Before he finished speaking, the people from the intelligence team rushed over.

White Helmet's face was ashen and he quickly followed.

Under the guidance of the yellow helmet, everyone came to a trash can. As soon as they got closer, Ethan smelled the smell of blood.

Inside the trash can, a man drooped his head.

His face was pale, the blood on his head had stopped flowing, and there was a small hole right at his temple.

There is no doubt that this is the fatal wound.

White Helmet squeezed forward, and when he saw the body, he said with a trembling voice: "That's the security officer responsible for signing for and guarding the explosives."

"You go get the list."

Hank said solemnly: "Hurry up, there have been enough bombings recently, I don't want another one to happen."

Atwater nodded and walked quickly forward with White Helmet.

But Eileen was stunned, staring at the corpse blankly, her eyebrows furrowed.

"Lindsay."

When Hank saw this, he shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Oh." Erin then realized and quickly followed Atwater's footsteps.

Not knowing what was going on with her these past two days, she had been in a state of confusion. Hank looked at the others.

"I'll call the people from the forensics room to come over."

Olinsky pressed the intercom and walked aside.

Rusek and Horsted spread out to inspect the exterior of the construction site.

"Where's Gene?"

Ethan put on disposable gloves and examined the body.

"Police station." Hank asked with his pocket in his pocket: "How effective was your scare just now? Edwin is not a simple person. You must make him scared at once."

"Otherwise, he will be like a mad dog, biting us and not letting go."

"Don't worry." Ethan rummaged carefully: "What I did will ensure that he won't want to go through it again."

"When he calms down, he should call you."

After a search, nothing was found on the body. The wallet and mobile phone were all missing.

"I suspect it was silence."

Taking off his gloves, Ethan said in a deep voice: "There are no signs of struggle, and his expression is normal."

"boom."

He made a sound of shooting from his mouth and gestured with his finger: "Kill him with one shot while he's not paying attention."

“Simple and clean.”

"If you solve him, the clues will be cut off immediately, and it will be difficult to trace him later."

Hank pursed his lips, thinking the same thing.

It is also the most difficult to deal with such gangsters who are very straightforward.

"We were in the corner and found these."

Rusek and Horsted walked over quickly, shaking the things in their hands and throwing several surveillance cameras on the ground.

"Wow~"

The camera hit the concrete floor and made several muffled sounds.

Behind several machines, signal and power lines were cut.

"Whoever did it was already prepared." Horsted dusted off his palms and shrugged, "We don't have to expect Erin to get the surveillance video."

"Jingle Bell."

The cell phone rang in Hank's pocket.

He immediately looked at Ethan and took out the phone.

When he saw the caller's name, a sneer appeared on his lips and he walked to the side: "I'm Boyte."

"Did you do it?"

On the other side of the phone, Edwin's gritted teeth sounded.

"Sorry, I don't know what you are talking about." Hank said calmly: "I just received an unexpected case. I didn't have time to go there, so I forgot to tell you."

"I'm at the scene of the crime. If there's anything else, we'll talk about it later."

"Don't deny it." Edwin said angrily: "I know it's you. You asked me to go to that place. No one knows I will go there except you."

"Are you sure you want to talk to me like this?"

Hank stopped pretending and said calmly: "You started this game first."

"I'll wait for you at the coffee shop where we usually meet. Come right over." Edwin's tone softened instantly: "I don't know what game you are talking about, but I think we need to have a good chat."

"ten minutes."

Hank looked at his watch and hung up the phone.

When he turned around, he found several people looking at him. It was obvious that they all knew that Hank was dealing with Gene's affairs.

"I'll go with you." Olinsky took off his duck-billed hat.

"I am coming too."

Horsted's eyes were firm. When something happened to him, others were helping him, but now it was him who stood up.

"And I."

Rusek took a step forward, resolutely.

Seeing them like this, Hank felt relieved.

"It has nothing to do with you."

However, he still kept a straight face and scolded Rusek: "Collect all the evidence at the scene and then return to the police station."

"Do your job well and don't think too much about other things."

It is not suitable for them to participate in what is going to happen next. If you are not careful, it can easily cause chaos.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Ethan squeezed Rusek's shoulder: "It's important to solve the case. One person is already dead. The progress here cannot be slowed down."

If you can stand up at this time, it means you have a good intention.

Throwing a cigarette into his mouth, he and Hank walked outside.

The remaining three people looked at the two cars leaving, sighed silently, and had no choice but to release their anger at work.

At the corner cafe, Edwin was quietly drinking coffee alone.

He had put on neat clothes, his hair was shiny and neatly combed, and he didn't look as embarrassed as before.

Edwin didn't call the police for this kind of thing.

He didn't even notify his colleagues, and he looked too embarrassed when the incident happened.

It would be humiliating if others found him like that, so he first planned to negotiate with Hank. Edwin felt that nothing had been discovered by Hank.

I really don’t understand why the other party would give me a warning out of nowhere.

Just as Edwin was thinking, outside the cafe, a car slowly drove up and stopped on the street. Gene got out of the car with something and looked around.

"here."

Ethan pushed the door open and got out of the car, saying hello to him.

Hank also got out of the Cadillac next to him.

Ethan took the document from Gene's hand and squinted at it. The information was collected very clearly. He flicked the paper with satisfaction.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Gene asked nervously, feeling a little uneasy.

"Snapped."

Ethan rolled up the document in his hand and slapped him on the head: "Are you stupid? The other party has threatened to kill you, and you still have to talk to him about morality."

"How about I leave now and you go and reason with him?"

Gene's face turned red and he shook his head quickly.

He patted the roll of paper in his hand again and handed it to Hank.

"I don't have to look at it."

Hank waved his hand and led the way to the corner cafe.

"Hello." Seeing a few people coming in, the waiter quickly asked, "Can I ask for something?"

"Three cappuccinos."

Ethan waved his arm and nodded the paper to the corner: "Just put it in this gentleman's account."

Smiling at Edwin who looked shocked, the three of them walked towards his seat together.

Seeing Gene appear, Edwin immediately realized that this Asian boy had sold him out. No wonder Hank would do such a thing. He felt angry and stared at Gene with cold eyes.

"Snapped."

Ethan slapped him hard on the head unceremoniously, disrupting his neatly combed hairstyle:

"I don't like the look in your eyes, better put it away."

Edwin's face was so gloomy that he could drip water. He looked at Ethan angrily. This was the second time he was humiliated today.

"gentlemen."

The waitress behind the dining table saw this scene with her own eyes. She quickly picked up the phone and asked Edwin: "I have a speed dial here. Do you need to call the police for you?"

The few people who came in all had unkind expressions on their faces.

Now he gathered around the table and hit the customer again, which frightened the waitress.

"No need to trouble you."

Ethan turned around and lifted up his clothes: "We are all police, please hurry up for coffee, thank you!"

It wasn't until the embarrassed waitress put down the phone that Ethan smiled at Edwin and sat down directly next to him: "Friend, go in a little bit, thank you."

Edwin's face was ashen, but he couldn't resist Ethan's strength and moved inside awkwardly.

Seeing that he looked like a frustrated little daughter-in-law, Gene suppressed the panic in his heart and sat down in the booth with Hank.

"Boit."

Edwin sounded angry and growled: "I don't understand why you want a gunman to deal with me."

"Shh!"

Hank put his finger to his mouth, interrupting his words, and the few people just sat quietly, and the atmosphere was weird.

Soon, cappuccino was served.

After the waiter left, Hank took a sip from the cup and looked at Edwin with bright eyes.

"I am a very principled person."

He put down the cup and looked out the window: "Everyone who knows me knows that public affairs are public affairs and private affairs are private affairs."

"In the intelligence team, there is a man named Antonio. You should have heard of his name. He once handcuffed me personally and sent me to prison."

"But I don't hold a grudge against him. I know he was doing business."

Hank turned back and looked at Edwin again: "So I accepted him and let him work in the intelligence team. I know that Antonio is not targeting me."

"But some guys want to turn a public matter into a personal grudge."

"Instigating rebellion, threatening, eavesdropping, and doing everything possible."

"Do you think what that person did was right? Should he?"

"Listen." Edwin gritted his teeth and quickly defended: "I don't know what Jean said to you. I admit that I asked him to provide me with your information. As for eavesdropping, there is no such thing. .”

"I'm just doing my job, I believe you can understand."

"Please, don't be too sensitive." Hank spread his hands and looked at Edwin with cold eyes: "Did I say that person was you?"

"I'm just telling you something."

"The reason why there are rules in the game is that they are meaningful and cannot be broken casually. If the table is overturned, no one can bear the consequences."

Edwin closed his mouth and clenched his fists.

Next to him, Ethan put his hand into his pocket and took out a small object wrapped in a tissue.

"Mr. Edwin."

He smiled and slowly opened the tissue: "You and I don't know each other, but I think you and I are friends."

"So, I want to give you a gift."

"It's not worth anything, but I hope you don't dislike it. This is my heart."

As he moved, a deformed empty bullet casing appeared in front of everyone, and quietly rolled down from his palm.

"Clang."

The bullet casing fell onto the table, and the sound made Edwin's body tremble violently.

His eyes followed the crushed bullet casing.

Until the rolling empty shells stopped, his neck slowly turned to the side as if it were rusty, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "Is that you?"

"Do you like my gift?"

Looking at his frightened eyes, Ethan showed his sharp teeth:

"Some people are stupid. They don't understand a very simple truth. People sitting in offices must not fight with people working hard on the streets."

Big chapter, thank you to brother Fuduoduo for your reward and support, thank you!