My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

night.

The Cadillac pulled over on the side of a South Side street.

Ethan shook the car keys, walked to the small store next to him, and pushed the glass door open.

"Ding dong."

"welcome."

The female cashier at the counter said without raising her head, her hands busy arranging the items in the cashier.

"Three Marlboros."

Ethan pulled out a big plastic bag and walked to the shelf. When he saw any snacks he wanted to eat, he put them inside.

Hearing the sound, the cashier looked up.

She smiled and asked softly: "Officer, I just bought a lot of snacks last time, did you finish them so quickly?"

"No way." Ethan shrugged:

"Raising a bunch of foodies, that's all."

This convenience store is just two streets away from the police station. When nothing happens, Ethan will come here to buy some snacks. After going back and forth, the cashier will quickly remember him.

After work that day, I stopped by to replenish some inventory.

"Ding dong."

The glass door of the store was pushed open again.

The sound of welcome continued, light footsteps approached, and a woman with short blond hair in a thin coat walked next to Ethan and reached out to pick up a box of chocolate bars.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Ethan continued to scan the goods.

The things on the shelves were put into big plastic bags as if they were free of charge.

This move made the short-haired woman cast a surprised look.

The woman is not very good-looking, but her blue eyes are also charming. Her appearance is as weak as a lamb, which makes people feel protective.

"I'm here to rob."

Ethan swept all the potato chips on the shelf into the bag and winked at the short-haired woman.

The other party was startled and quickly stretched out his hand to hold down the satchel he was carrying.

"Feel sorry."

Seeing that the other party had such a big reaction, Ethan realized that he had made an inappropriate joke. He quickly waved his hand: "It's just a joke, I hope you don't mind."

This is America, and convenience stores are also hot spots for robberies.

This joke should not be made casually.

"Um."

Looking at the other person's handsome face, the short-haired woman relaxed her body.

However, he still looked annoyed.

Ethan shrugged sheepishly and walked towards the cashier with a full bag on which three red Marlboros were already stacked.

"What's wrong with you?"

Putting the bag on, he noticed a bruise at the corner of the cashier's eye.

"fine."

The cashier forced a smile. She quickly took out the contents of the bag and scanned the products: "My ex-husband made them."

"Um?"

Ethan frowned: "You can actually call the police for this kind of thing."

"Thanks."

The cashier gently touched the corners of his eyes and said with a wry smile: "No, I have applied to the court for a restraining order. Thank you for your concern."

Now that we've gone through the process, there's nothing more to say.

Ethan grabbed a few more bottles of chewing gum and put them on. It would take some time for her to finish scanning this large amount of stuff. He knocked on the cashier and asked, "Excuse me, is there a restroom here?"

"some."

The cashier nodded and pointed to a corner of the convenience store: "You can turn right from the front and go in to the second row of shelves."

Ethan thanked him and walked inside.

There were debris piled everywhere in the narrow passage.

After turning two corners, I found the bathroom, closed the iron door, and opened the toilet seat.

The torrent surges.

Ethan whistled and kept drawing circles.

"Bang bang."

Two dull gunshots caused the water column to stop abruptly.

The sound seemed to come from outside.

"boom."

Another gunshot continued to ring outside, and Ethan pulled up the zipper in a snap.

"Farke."

The whole person jumped three feet high.

He bared his teeth and swore, shivering and tidying up his brother, then pulled out the Python revolver, gritted his teeth and opened the bathroom door.

Outside, there were shouts and curses.

It was a man's voice, and it sounded extremely angry.

Inside the radar, there are two light spots.

In other words, one person has been killed. Ethan blinked his eyes and quickened his steps.

"Bang bang bang~"

Three more gunshots rang out in succession, causing his figure to pause for a moment before he quickly rushed out.

The convenience store was in a mess.

The cashier had fallen into a pool of blood, and a man was lying on the ground outside the counter. His body was twitching. Blood spurted out from the wound on his neck and spread quickly on the ground.

Behind the shelf stood the woman with short blond hair. She was holding a Glock in both hands and was breathing heavily.

"Hey."

Ethan moved quickly and carefully let out a low cry.

"Uh-huh."

The woman turned around sharply, pointing the gun at the place where the sound came from, her fingers trembling.

Wherever he looked, there was no one.

"Put the gun down."

Ethan slowly stretched out the barrel of the gun, put it on the back of her head, and said in a deep voice: "Don't do anything stupid."

No matter what happens here, eliminating the threat is the most important thing.

The short-haired woman's body trembled and she dropped the gun obediently.

"Turn around and slow down." Ethan took a step back and continued to direct.

"I don't know what's going on."

The short-haired woman turned around and faced the muzzle of the gun. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She saw Ethan's police badge hanging on his belt again and said with trembling lips: "Officer, don't shoot."

"What's going on here?"

Ethan glanced at the man lying on the ground. His body had stopped twitching and he was dead.

The woman inside the checkout counter had no chance of surviving.

There was just a man with a gun at the scene.

"That's right." Faced with Ethan's inquiry, the short-haired woman was visibly panicked. She sniffed and said quickly: "That man came in and scolded the cashier with a gun."

"Call her a bitch and so on."

She kept shaking her head and said in panic: "Next, there will be a few shots."

"I do not know what to do."

The short-haired woman's eyes were red and she waved her palms quickly: "He found me, so I had to take out the pistol from the bag. The next thing happened too fast."

"correct."

She pointed to the top of the convenience store and said excitedly: "There is surveillance here to prove that I am telling the truth."

Her body was shaking as she spoke.

The spirit also seemed to be a little broken, but this is normal.

These words don't seem to be false.

Ethan nodded and put down the gun: "Stand aside and wait for processing."

"Why." The blonde woman spread her hands excitedly: "He killed someone, I was just protecting myself, why do you still want me to be dealt with?"

Ethan didn’t understand why she reacted this way, and sighed and said:

"Lady, you killed someone."

"It's not just me who kills people in this world, there are many people who kill people." The blond woman burst into tears and yelled: "Why can others get away with killing people? Why don't you catch those people."

As she spoke, she moved closer to Ethan.

Thanks to the gentleman Binbin for the reward and support, thank you!