My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"What?"

Rusek also stopped and asked in shock: "What are you talking about?"

"So what happened."

Erin also stood up suddenly and asked in surprise: "Why is he leaving all of a sudden?"

"Family change."

Ethan waved his hand: "This is his private matter. It's not convenient for me to say too much."

"Go ahead and do whatever you need to do, no need to ask."

Seeing his lack of energy, everyone looked at the Sheriff's Office, where Hank sat alone and smoked silently.

It depends on the situation, now the matter is a foregone conclusion.

Jean usually seems to have little presence, but he is their strongest support and a very important part of the intelligence team.

Now not long after Sumner left, Gene was leaving again.

Thinking of this, everyone fell silent.

But since they said it was a private matter, they had no choice but to suppress their curiosity and go downstairs one after another, but their steps became heavier.

Ethan ate beef jerky and turned on the computer boredly.

Regarding the theft of explosives, he could only wait for them to send back clues, and he didn't bother to check the case files.

That little bit of information must have been dug up by these people a long time ago.

Footsteps sounded and were approaching in my direction. Now I and Irene were the only ones left in the entire Chase. I knew who it was without raising my head.

"If you want to know what's going on."

Ethan said without raising his head: "You can ask Gene yourself, he is still in the technical room."

"That's not it." Erin's voice sounded very tired: "Can you do me a favor?"

He raised his head and saw her frowning.

"What's wrong with you?" Ethan scratched his face, spread his hands and asked, "Are you going bankrupt too?"

"Bankruptcy?"

Erin was stunned at first, then asked in shock: "Jean is bankrupt?"

"forget it."

Ethan knew he had made a mistake and waved his hand quickly: "Do you need help with anything?"

"Nadia."

Erin came back to her senses and tore off a piece of paper from the record book: "You should remember her. She was the one who helped us when Burgess was undercover."

"She will be leaving the independence center in a moment. Can you help pick her up?"

"I have some personal matters later and I can't leave."

Of course Nadia remembered that she had sponsored some of the expenses for independence. She didn't expect it to come out so quickly. This little girl has very good perseverance.

"what is the benefit?"

Ethan cheered up and looked at the paper in Erin's hand.

"Please, I'm serious." Erin muttered, "I need your help. Now is not the time to joke."

"Okay, give it to me."

Ethan took the paper and there was an address on it.

"We must take her back to the police station." Eileen said seriously: "At this stage, she cannot contact those people before."

"I don't want her to be running around by herself until I get her home from get off work."

"rest assured."

Ethan made a received gesture.

"Thank you." Irene put on her coat and looked over again.

"Now?" Ethan spread his hands.

"Yes, that's right now." Erin knocked on the table and walked quickly downstairs.

Ethan had no choice but to grab the key and follow him down the stairs.

In an instant, the main hall was empty and deserted.

"Dingling bell~"

After a while, the phone rang, and he refused to answer the call.

"Why didn't anyone answer the damn phone?" Hank opened the door and shouted, only to find that no one was outside.

Independence Rehabilitation Center.

Ethan was sitting in the car, smoking a cigarette.

He had been playing with his phone for ten minutes, but he never saw anyone coming out. After thinking about it, he opened the car door and planned to ask about the situation.

Just as he was walking towards the door of the Independence Center, he finally saw a beautiful figure coming out of it.

Nadia wore black leather boots that covered her calves, blue jeans that covered her hips, and a brown jacket on her upper body.

Looking left and right, long brown hair swaying.

"call out."

A whistle sounded.

"Hey, Bichi." Across the street, a little Heizi shouted: "Want something good?"

"You bastards."

Ethan raised his middle finger: "Get away."

"What the hell are you talking about?" When the two flower headscarves heard this, they swung their baggy jeans and came to look for trouble.

The next moment, he ran away quickly like a frightened rabbit.

"Yes, that's right." Ethan raised two middle fingers: "Run fast, don't come to this kind of place in the future, fuck Fake."

The police badge on his waistband glowed.

The last time Miranda's recovery ended, it was almost the same situation.

These dealers really should be dragged away to target shooting.

Putting down his hands, he walked towards Nadia: "I am Ethan Morgan, Irene's colleague."

"Uh-huh."

Nadia smiled and said: "No need to introduce yourself, I remember you."

After recovery, her energy was very good and the skin on her face also had some luster.

"Let's go."

Ethan poked his thumb behind: "Irene has something to do, please ask me to take you back to the police station."

"No."

Nadia's eyes flashed with disappointment, and she forced a smile: "I can just take the bus back by myself."

As she spoke, she put her hands in her pockets and walked in the other direction.

"I think you must not remember me." When Ethan saw this, he said with a smile: "Otherwise, you must be able to remember what happened when you escaped from my hands for the first time."

As soon as these words came out, Nadia's footsteps stopped instantly.

Just like when they first met, she was running in a dark alley.

Some fears are deep-rooted.

Even though she knew that the other party would not shoot her, Nadia turned around and followed Ethan to the Ford Interceptor honestly.

"How did you make friends with Irene?" Ethan started the vehicle and slowly stepped on the accelerator.

Nadia held her backpack in her arms and sat stiffly: "I don't understand either. Maybe she saw the shadow of her past in me."

Their experiences are somewhat similar.

When Irene was in her teens, no one cared about her, so she joined the theft gang.

If it weren't for Hank, her end would probably not be much better than Nadia's.

Perhaps it was for this reason that she extended a helping hand to Nadia. Some people had been caught in the rain and wanted to hold an umbrella for others.

Back at the police station, Horsted and Rusek have returned.

"Hi."

When she saw Rusek, Nadia happily said hello.

"Hello."

Noticing the visitor, Rusek forced a smile.

It seems that the shadow of being bombed has not been eliminated in his heart. Every time he sees Nadia, the kid can't help but curl his legs.

Nadia also realized something and smiled sheepishly.

At Ethan's signal, she walked towards the tea room.