My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Next to the stairs, a desk was placed.

This is the working position assigned to Nadia. She stood up and looked at Irene, who looked confused and shocked.

Ethan also turned around and looked at Irene.

"ah!"

She swallowed the burger in her mouth with difficulty and asked quickly: "Did she get beaten out of prison?"

"this."

Nadia was a little at a loss and was about to ask more questions on the phone.

"Look at the caller ID." Seeing this, Erin calmly explained: "If the number starts with three 8's, it means the call is coming from prison. We often receive calls from prison."

"no."

Nadia looked at the caller number and shook her head quickly.

"Then just write down the number." Erin pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "I'll call back later."

After explaining, she threw the remaining half of the hamburger into the trash can.

It seemed that he no longer even had the desire to eat.

Under Ethan's gaze, Irene left with Horsted in a panic and went to find the security director of the escort company.

Looking at the two people leaving, Ethan felt confused.

I had never heard Erin mention the name Bonnie before, so why did she have such a big reaction.

She had never been so flustered during the gunfight just now.

Putting aside his doubts, he walked to Rusek's side: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Rusek glanced at Nadia, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, this is nothing compared to New York."

This small gesture did not escape Ethan’s eyes.

But he was too lazy to say anything, smiled, and walked to his office.

Everyone else is busy continuing to follow up on other clues in the case.

Ethan sat on the office chair and let out a heavy breath. Now that he enjoyed the convenience of being a talker, he had to bear the responsibilities it brought.

In the past, if you finished your work, you could fish naturally.

Now we need to follow up on the entire case, keep everyone busy, and ensure that they don't run around like headless flies. This is also a test of leadership skills.

Just ten minutes after sitting down, there was a knock on the door.

"Sheriff."

Nadia walked in quickly and put a car key on the table: "Pratt asked me to hand this over to you. She said the car is parked in the sixth parking space to the left of the front door."

Good guy, I got myself another Yuhuang Emperor.

Seeing the Cadillac logo, Ethan instantly remembered that he hadn't gone out to relax for a long time.

"besides."

Nadia took a step aside to let the man in a black suit behind her: "This is someone from the State Attorney's Office."

"Hello, Chief Morgan."

The man in a black suit who was meticulously dressed took two steps forward, smiled at Ethan and stretched out his hand: "Steve Court, State Attorney's Office."

The two palms touched lightly and then let go.

"Thanks."

Ethan looked at Nadia: "Go and do your own business."

"Olinsky." Steve waved to the outside, then pulled out a chair and sat down: "Congratulations, but this time, I am bringing bad news."

Due to work reasons, I had dealt with Steve several times before.

Just now, it was considered a formal acquaintance.

"Say it."

Seeing Olinsky come in with a candy cane in his mouth, Ethan resisted the urge to grab the cigarette case: "I never lack bad news here."

"bump."

The door closed, and Olinsky pulled out a chair and sat down.

"In case you don't know, our State Attorney's Office is prosecuting Oscar Bembernek for murder." Steve put down his briefcase, adjusted his sitting position and continued:

"Olinsky, I think you are familiar with this person, right?"

"Of course." Olinsky still didn't understand why he was called in: "I handcuffed him myself. What's the problem?"

"A key piece of evidence in this case."

Steve sighed and said in a deep voice, "That T-shirt was in the escort vehicle that was robbed today."

"The original plan was to transfer it to a laboratory for DNA testing."

"Wait a minute." Olinsky took off the candy and waved excitedly: "Why are you doing this? Why didn't we get the relevant notification?"

Damn, Ethan understood instantly.

Those people are not there for money at all.

This is someone who wants to destroy the evidence presented in court. It is no wonder that so many people took action. They were hired by others, so it makes sense.

"Believe me, we don't want to see anything like this happen."

Steve spread his hands and said depressedly: "Oscar's lawyer persuaded the judge and requested that this only physical evidence be sent to a third-party independent laboratory for testing, in order to ensure fairness."

"This trip, we also chose an independent escort company."

"I can't tell clearly. No one should know about this."

"Bang."

Olinsky punched the desk and said angrily: "Why would the judge make such a stupid decision? How could no one know about this kind of thing?"

"Are you trying to tell us that if that evidence is not recovered, that pervert will be acquitted?"

"Unfortunately."

Steve shook his head and continued: "I think you should know the answer to this question very well."

"This is the situation now." He looked at his watch again:

"Sorry, I have some things to do, so I have to leave first."

"Okay, please come." Ethan stood up quickly and shook hands with him.

If he hadn't come over, everyone would still be kept in the dark.

Now it is finally clear, at least we know who the mastermind of this matter is.

After Steve left, Olinsky still sat on the chair with an angry face and clenched his hands into fists. Unexpectedly, the starting point of the matter was related to a person he had arrested.

Looking at the situation now, that person is very likely to escape.

Although Ethan didn't know what the so-called Oscar had done, he could see Olinsky's anger.

"Go and sort out Oscar's information."

Looking at Olinsky, he said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, we will definitely be able to recover the things. If everything goes well, we can even directly establish Oscar's crime."

Gunmen were hired to seize evidence, resulting in multiple deaths.

As long as these things can be linked to Oscar, the penalty facing him is 100% life imprisonment.

"I see."

Olinsky threw the twists into the trash can, took the cigarette case next to him, frowned and lit one: "You don't know what Oscar Bembernek did, he is Scumbag."

After smoking a cigarette silently, Olinsky walked out of the office. (End of chapter)