My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Pa~"

Ethan curled his fingers and popped the paper with a crisp sound.

"This Scully."

He raised his head and looked at Nadia: "Didn't he go to work today?"

"That's right."

Realizing that the other party was interested, Nadia cheered up and said, "So, I also asked for his home address just now. I think you might want to take a look."

"very good."

Ethan stood up and hung the python revolver on his waist: "Good job, keep going."

"Um."

Nadia nodded heavily, glanced at Irene gratefully, and walked out happily.

Judging from the other party's appearance, he wanted to check it out.

In this way, the work that I have been busy with for a long time can be considered meaningful.

"Don't leave."

Ethan pointed at Eileen and said unceremoniously: "You are the one who caused this. You have to go with me to investigate."

There are some doubts, but it's still not worth seeing on your own.

This time, it was all a matter of betraying Irene.

In this case, she couldn't escape.

"All right."

Erin stuck out her tongue, grabbed another handful of potato chips and bit them, with a silly smile on her face.

She also knew that she was doing something wrong.

Now that the case is urgent, it's a bit of a fool's errand.

Ethan explained a few words to the people outside about what was going to happen next, and hurried downstairs with Erin, got into her Dodge Ram, and drove quickly to the address Nadia found.

"Feel sorry."

Erin kept putting potato chips in her mouth: "I just want to give her a little more confidence."

"It doesn't matter, the clues she found are also of certain value." Ethan shook his head and asked again: "But, can I ask why?"

It only takes half an hour to come and go.

It wouldn't delay anything, and it was indeed worth checking, but he didn't understand Irene's attitude.

She wouldn't have been like this before.

"Um."

Erin picked up the mineral water bottle, drank a few sips and said, "Recently, I found out that Nadia is secretly studying."

"Legal provisions, logical thinking, etc."

"Waterfa."

The vehicle shook, and Ethan quickly stabilized the steering wheel: "She wants to be a Chicago police officer?"

This is the only explanation.

Otherwise, why would she read these books if she had nothing to do? There would be nothing for her to do.

"what do you mean?"

Eileen looked over with an unkind look on her face: "Do you think she is not qualified?"

"Only a drug addict, operator?"

"Of course not." Ethan quickly denied it and slowed down the car a little: "You know, I'm just surprised. This is too sudden."

That's Erin's best friend, and he also likes Nadia's character.

There is nothing to look down upon that woman.

When she was black, she did much dirtier things than Nadia.

What's more, Irene and Nadia's experiences are very similar, and it is for this reason that the two can become good friends who talk about everything.

If you say you look down on Nadia, you are equivalent to saying you look down on Irene.

"I was also surprised when I found out."

Eileen nodded and said with emotion: "You know, it's not easy for her to get to this point. If she can go further, I will help her achieve it no matter what."

Encouraging people to do good is a great thing.

The power of subtlety is so powerful that it can actually make a former criminal want to join the ranks of fighting crime.

Ethan also felt a little emotional, Nadia had lived her second life.

"I meant no offense."

He turned the steering wheel, frowned and asked, "With her record, is she qualified to apply for the police academy?"

Suck alone, sell silver.

Needless to say, there is no way around these two things.

"It's a little trouble."

Erin bit the potato chips hard and smiled until her eyes turned into crescents: "But Pratt will help with it, and the books Nadia studied were all found by her."

"You know how expensive textbooks are, Nadia can't afford them."

This is inexplicable, why Pratt also jumped out.

Although she is a cold-faced and warm-hearted Lord, many people will be defeated by her cold face and venomous tongue, let alone this level of help.

"Please."

Ethan turned the steering wheel helplessly: "I know Pratt's energy, this is no problem for her."

"But, I don't understand."

"I don't know either." Erin shook her head with a smile and sighed: "Don't you notice Nadia's efforts? Maybe Pratt likes her character of working silently."

"Don't think she is fierce, but she actually keeps many things in mind."

"Anyway, the two of them are good friends."

If Pratt heard these words, it would be extremely embarrassing.

In the entire police station, the two people she treated with the best attitude were actually discussing her bad attitude here.

Erin's words made Ethan nodded.

Nadia has indeed made many people change their minds about her through her own efforts.

The people in the intelligence team have accepted her as part of them. They no longer just looked at Irene for her face like they did at the beginning. Now they can talk and laugh with her during work.

"All right."

Ethan shrugged and said: "I understand what you mean, I want to help her build confidence."

“And get more exposure to police work.”

"That's right." Eileen nodded quickly and swung her ponytail:

"You must help with this matter."

She rolled her eyes and said in a seductive tone: "By the way, I just bought a nurse uniform, I don't know if I will have a chance to wear it."

"Don't worry, I'll help you with this."

Ethan stepped on the accelerator hard, and the Ram pickup roared forward.

Eileen laughed and was so happy that she couldn't bear it.

Minutes later, the vehicle stopped in front of an apartment building.

Climbing up the stairs to the fourth floor, Erin followed the room numbers and came to the corner of the corridor.

"Dong dong dong."

She waved her fist and banged the door: "Scully, open the door, Chicago police."

Ethan's eyebrows wrinkled with the knock on the door.

There was no one in this room.

Could it be that he went out to play, but now he was in vain.

The next moment, he turned around quietly.

Putting his palm on the handle of the gun, he looked warily towards a door diagonally opposite.

"Click."

The door opened, revealing a gap: "Are you looking for Mr. Scully?"

Behind the door was a white woman.

She looked at the two people standing in the corridor with vigilant eyes.

"That's right."

Ethan showed his police badge and smiled: "This is the Chicago police. Do you know where he is?"

"have no idea."

The white woman looked at his smiling face and relaxed: "I haven't seen Mr. and Mrs. Scully for several days. Maybe they are traveling."

Hearing this, Ethan and Irene looked at each other.

Not seen for a few days.

travel.

Obviously I was driving a garbage truck to work yesterday, so why did I travel?

"Bang."

Without saying a word, Ethan flew up and kicked open the door of Scully's house. (End of chapter)