My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"bump."

The iron gate at the stairway opened, and Ethan and the three people behind him walked out quickly.

"Pratt?"

When he saw the person standing behind the reception desk, he asked in surprise: "Don't you take two more days off?"

"No need." Pratt waved his hand quickly:

"I'm not injured. I'm too busy staying at home."

"Thank you for what happened yesterday."

She and Ethan lightly bumped their fists, then looked to the side: "Eileen, someone is looking for you, I was just about to call."

"who?"

Erin turned back and looked towards the reception room.

Several other people followed her and looked into the reception room. A middle-aged blond woman wearing a leopard print shirt and carrying a pink handbag was smiling and waving to them.

Bonnie!

Ethan recognized at a glance that this was Irene's mother.

Bonnie also recognized Ethan, stopped waving her arms, and her expression became weird.

"Jesus."

Erin clenched her fists and walked over quickly: "Are you kidding me?"

"I told you to send me an email if you have anything."

"I sent it." Bonnie sighed softly and fiddled with her hair: "But you didn't reply, so I had to find it."

Looking at this irresponsible and unreliable mother, Irene bit her lip.

She unclenched her fist and said coldly:

"If you don't reply, that's my reply. Tell me what you want from me."

"You want money, I don't have it."

"You are still like when you were a child. If anything happens, you don't dare to be alone. Instead, you have to bring your friends together." Bonnie stretched out her hand to catch Irene: "The handsome guy behind is your colleague, right? ?”

Erin stepped back, avoiding her fingers.

"I'm busy." Erin tapped her watch: "Nothing, I'll leave first."

"Don't leave."

Bonnie shouted quickly: "I told you, I'm getting married, and the wedding will be held in more than a week."

"When the time comes, I hope you can come."

"Why?"

Eileen spread her hands and asked excitedly: "What do you want to do? Do you want to prove to others that you are a responsible person and a good mother?"

Seeing the tense situation inside, Ethan quickly stepped forward and closed the door.

No one wants to be seen by others.

Eileen is also a very strong person. She hides and digests many things alone.

She definitely didn't want others to hear these words.

"Let's go." After Ethan closed the door, he continued to walk outside the police station: "We will wait for her in the car."

Antonio and Atwater looked at each other and followed quickly.

Looking at the closed door, Bonnie pursed her lips and looked at Erin with red eyes: "I don't want to prove anything. You are my only child. I just want you to witness it."

"I'm trying to change my life and I need you to be there."

"Email me."

Erin's chest rose and fell sharply. After finishing her sentence, she slammed the door open.

There was a burst of noise in the clinic.

"gentlemen."

The clinic nurse stopped a white man wearing a military green T-shirt and a leather jacket on his shoulders: "You can't leave now. According to the regulations, you have suffered a gunshot wound and you need to wait for the police to come and deal with it before you can leave."

"I told you, I'm fine."

There was a trace of sweat on the face of the leather jacket, and he said with a forced smile: "This is just a gun misfire at home, just get me some painkillers."

"Sir." The nurse took a step back and said:

"If you don't cooperate, I'll call security."

"Fakeyu, Bichi."

After being delayed for more than ten minutes, Leather Jacket was already impatient. He grabbed the nurse's collar viciously and said, "Why don't you do your job and ignore my business?"

This move made the nurse turn pale with fright.

"Hey!."

The glass door of the clinic was pushed open by two people, and the one in front of him yelled: "Put your hands down."

"Shet."

Seeing the police badge on the big black man's waist and leather jacket, his whole body trembled. He pushed the nurse away hard and ran backwards like a frightened rabbit.

"Ma'am, are you okay?"

Atwater quickly stepped forward and picked up the female nurse: "Are you injured?"

"I'm fine."

The nurse with a good face was shocked: "He is the one who suffered a gunshot wound."

Without her reminder, Antonio had already spread his legs:

"Chicago police, stop."

Leather Jacket panted and ran in front, constantly overturning the carts in the corridor. Various drugs and tools were scattered on the ground, forcing Antonio to jump and dodge.

"Bang."

Leather Jacket opened the back door, his face beaming with joy.

However, a toe quietly stretched out from the side, hooked his calf, and gently lifted it.

"Ah~"

Leather Jacket lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground with a scream, kicking up a circle of dust.

"hiss."

Ethan gasped and pulled his toes back.

This position hurts just looking at it.

He stepped forward again, stepped on the man's shoulder, and asked Eileen: "Is this the man?"

"Farke, Farke."

The other hand of the leather jacket slapped the ground hard, and he shouted in great pain: "Hurry up and let go of your feet."

"We got lucky."

Erin stepped forward quickly and recognized at a glance that this was the man who drove away last night: "It's him, there is no doubt."

"damn it."

Antonio ran over panting. After cursing, he took out five dollars from his pocket and said, "Why don't you run to the front door, you bastard."

After speaking, he kicked the man lying on the ground:

"You are very courageous to dare to attack people from the intelligence team."

"Thanks."

Ethan released his foot from the wound on the leather jacket, took the five dollars with a smile, and flicked it triumphantly.

"Can I give it later?"

Atwater came running over with a grimace, covering his pockets pitifully.

"no."

Erin twitched her fingers resolutely.

Making a bet while arresting is one of the few joys they have while working.

After losing the money, the two men who had to do the dirty work lifted up the leather jacket with resentment. Antonio was still angry when he saw that the man was bruised and swollen from the fall.

"boom."

He grabbed the man's arm and punched him in the liver.

"Oh~~~"

The little tongue of the leather jacket popped out and trembled crazily.

"This punch will teach you one thing." Antonio tugged hard on the ear of the leather jacket: "Remember, never have any crooked thoughts towards any police officer in the future. You are lucky if you don't die this time. "

Unexpectedly, the matter was resolved so easily.

Looking at the three people leaving, Ethan threw a cigarette into his mouth, took out a lighter and lit it. It seemed that the trip to Colombia could be put on the agenda.

"What did those two people want to do with you just now?"

Irene took the cigarette away with her hand, took a deep breath, and asked with frowning eyebrows.

She didn't really want to know what happened, but she was very upset right now and wanted to find something to talk about.

"nothing."

Ethan threw another cigarette into his mouth: "It's a little thing."

There is no need to let others know about going to Colombia. They are all police detectives, so it is easy to guess some clues.

"About Bonnie."

Ethan said in turn: "I think you can give her a chance."

"Did you hear that?"

Erin's eyebrows furrowed and her cheeks bulged.

"It's only a few meters away. It's hard to pretend not to hear." Ethan squeezed her shoulder and comforted: "Actually, this is a chance for you to put down the past things and free yourself."

"Let's go."

Ethan patted his belly, held her in his arms and walked to the side: "Whatever you want to eat, I'll treat you."

"Beef ribs."

Erin instantly put all her troubles behind her mind and started jumping up and down excitedly.

"A funny guy."

"Ah, what did you say?"

"Chinese."

"What means?"

"You are beautiful."

"Thanks."

You said something and I said something, and the two of them walked towards the Cadillac.

A gust of wind blew, causing the broken front teeth to roll back and forth on the ground.

After lunch, we returned to the police station.

Ethan wrote a note asking for leave and asked Nadia to give it to Hank.

He had already talked to Hank on the phone. The other party had just met with Phillips and knew what was going on. Naturally, he agreed wholeheartedly. He had no reason to refuse such a matter of cleaning up the trouble.

Of course, Phillips had no problem with being able to leave early, and they made an appointment to meet at the airport.

As for the work of the intelligence team, it will be temporarily handed over to Antonio.

The case at hand was over, and he could leave with peace of mind. The few remaining people were not vegetarians either.

Now that he had made up his mind, he didn't stay any longer.

If I skip work for half a day today, no one will raise any objections.

After explaining a few words to the surprised people, Ethan immediately drove home to pack his things. Although there must have been arrangements there, he still put some spare firearms, drinking water, medicine and food into the space.

With everything ready, get in your car and drive to O'Hare International Airport.

Under the guidance of Phillips' phone call, he drove directly to the private jet area.

Despite his premonition, Ethan still looked surprised when he came to Hangar No. 08.

Good guy, no wonder you can leave at any time.

A private jet was parked in the hangar. Several blue lines were painted on the middle of the fuselage. The glass of the cockpit shone brightly in the sunlight.

There was a Saab parked nearby, and Phillips and Matt were leaning against the car, chatting.

Seeing Cadillac appear, Phillips quickly waved:

"You can just park next to it."

Ethan turned the steering wheel, stopped next to Saboban, picked up the small backpack placed on the passenger seat and jumped out of the car.

"bump."

He slammed the car door and walked towards the two people next to him.

Phillips changed out of his black suit and dressed casually, but he still had a pair of black sunglasses hanging on his face.

"Please."

Ethan pointed to the big guy next to him and shook hands with them again: "Does your department have enough funds for private jet travel?"

With just this one object, he got to know Matt much better.

Although Phillips didn't specify Matt's position, it was clear that this was a guy with real power.

An ordinary CIA cannot mobilize such resources.

"Hahaha."

Because of Phillips, Matt paid more attention to Ethan. He laughed loudly: "We travel around the world, so of course we will prepare some things. Anyway, if we don't enjoy it, others will enjoy it."

Well, this person is not very disciplined.

Or, he is a person who doesn't care about rules. Ethan knows very well that such people even have some rules, which are made by them.

You can tell from the unrestrained flip-flops on his feet and those words.

"Let's go."

Phillips took off his sunglasses, smiled at Ethan and said, "We have prepared some surprises for you on the plane."

"oh?"

Ethan raised his eyebrows, not knowing what surprises he could have.

They come, the security.

The three of them held the handrails like normal tourists and walked up the steps of the cabin door that had been turned down.

“Surprise~~~”

As soon as he entered the cabin, Ethan saw what was called a surprise.

Six stewardesses with sexy figures and beautiful faces were waving cheerleading bouquets at themselves. The stewardess costumes they wore were too inappropriate, and the spring light was looming in the hollows.

There are several beige leather seats in the front, a couch on one side in the back half, and a small bar on the other side.

The wine cabinet is filled with wine.

A pretty-looking bartender was standing at the small bar. Her upper body was only wearing a leather girdle. When she noticed Ethan's gaze, the bartender turned around with a smile and shook the furry white circle on her buttocks. ball.

What the hell, I got on the plane with a passion for fighting.

I was about to clean up the mess I left behind, but I didn't expect that I would be put in such a splendid situation.

Too corrupt, too capitalist.

Ethan's eyes glanced back and forth, cursing this unhealthy trend in his heart.

He patted Matt's shoulder hard and said with a smile: "How can this be so embarrassing? Isn't it too expensive?"

Because of the excitement, I couldn't hold back my strength for a while.

After the slap, Matt's eyebrows twitched. He really underestimated him. He didn't expect that he looked so gentle and gentle, but he was so strong.

"No need to tell me thank you."

Matt smiled and bumped fists with him: "Just thank Phillips, he will reimburse the funds this time, hahaha."

Like Ethan, he was a friendly help.

Some exchanges of interests between the two major institutions have nothing to do with them.

Since Phillips was on this trip to vent his anger on the FBI, the funding was completely up to par.

Knowing this situation, Matt naturally showed no mercy.

Of course, there was another reason. Ethan was personally invited by Phillips to participate in this operation, and it was impossible to give him any money. Phillips simply paid him the full salary to show his importance.

"I understood something very early on."

Matt walked over, hugged a stewardess and sat on the chair with a calm expression: "Work is work, pleasure is pleasure, what about you?"

"Words of wisdom."

Ethan and Phillips smiled at each other, opened their arms and rushed toward a group of stewardesses.

The party in the air is as hot as fire.

The private plane flew through the blue sky and white clouds of Chicago at high speed. (End of chapter)