My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Emergency, Kevin.

Ethan was a little confused. Kevin usually only talked about basketball and strippers with himself. This kind of thing rarely happened.

The phone vibrated again and sent an address.

Precinct 36.

Come on, no matter what it is, let’s go and see it first before talking about it.

"You guys eat."

Ethan picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, took out some cash and put it on the table: "I have something else to do, so I won't accompany you."

"Um."

Erin nodded without asking anything.

She was already used to this industry, and Hank often left in a hurry after finishing his meal.

"Be careful."

After swallowing the steak in her mouth, she called out again in concern.

Ethan made the received gesture, strode out of the steakhouse, and quickly disappeared from their sight.

Looking back, Erin found Bonnie looking at her with a playful expression.

"What's wrong?"

She panicked and cut the steak on the plate expressionlessly.

"Don't pretend."

Bonnie took a sip of red wine and narrowed her eyes with laughter: "Are you and this Ethan having an affair?"

"cough."

Next to her, Nadia choked.

She quickly picked up the cup and took a big sip of water.

"as far as I know."

Erin forked a piece of beef and put it in her mouth, chewed it slowly and said, "Our relationship isn't mature enough to talk about this kind of thing, right?"

The relationship is repaired, but it's not time to talk.

One sentence choked Bonnie to the point where she didn't know what to say, so she could only grab the knife and fork in despair.

Driving a Cadillac, we drove all the way to the 36th Precinct.

As soon as they parked the car, they saw Kevin and Lip squatting at the door. The latter looked dejected, and his already dull eyes were staring blankly at the night sky.

"Hey."

Closing the car door, he walked over quickly: "What happened."

Seeing Ethan appear, the two quickly stood up.

The expression on his face suddenly became much more relaxed.

"Can you help with the bail?" Lip apologized and stammered: "We have no money, we have no choice, can you please help me?"

Kevin on the side patted his pocket.

He shook his head helplessly, indicating that there was nothing he could do.

"Who's been caught."

Ethan stopped, frowned and asked, "Where's Fiona?"

If it's not a serious crime, bail actually doesn't cost much. The houses in Gallagher's apartment are basically rented out, so it stands to reason that they won't be unable to pay bail.

"It's Monica and Carl."

Lip looked complicated and shook his head slowly: "As for Fiona, she went to find Frank."

"Let's bail the person out first and then talk about it."

Ethan sighed and walked up the steps quickly: "I will talk later, you just watch."

He didn't know what happened, but it must be related to that weird couple. If it was just Monica, he wouldn't care, but Carl was also arrested, and he still had to fish him out.

At the same time as he walked into the police station, he called Roman.

The 36th Precinct is Roman's old department. Just find an acquaintance and take the person away directly.

Some things may seem difficult to outsiders, but among insiders, they are as simple as one sentence and there is no difficulty at all.

As for bail, that doesn't exist.

After hanging up the phone, he stood silently in the corner of the reception hall.

Kevin and Lip were confused, but in this case it was naturally the other party who had the final say. Even though the latter was anxious, he could only pace back and forth without any urging.

In less than a minute, a male patrolman hurriedly walked over.

"Chief Morgan."

He walked quickly to Ethan, smiled and stretched out his hand: "I am Roman's friend, and I have heard of your name a long time ago."

"Hello."

Ethan also had a smile on his face and shook his arms with the other party: "Sorry, I'm troubling you this time."

"no problem."

The male patrolman slapped his chest a few times and said, "We are all our own people, so there is no need to say these things. By the way, what is the name of the arrested person?"

Seeing the visitor's reaction, Lip's heart dropped.

"Monica and Carl."

He looked at the burly patrolman in uniform and said nervously: "I received a call and asked me to come here to bail."

"Gallagher?"

The male patrolman looked at Lip and smiled helplessly: "What a coincidence, I was the one who caught him."

Hearing this, Lip and Kevin suddenly beamed with joy.

If that's the case, there must be no problem.

"Let's go."

He nodded to Ethan and walked inside immediately: "We received a report that there was a car accident. It was actually not serious. It just hit a fire hydrant."

"Then why should we be detained?"

Ethan was a little confused and followed the patrolman to the temporary detention room inside.

Along the way, I encountered prisoners being escorted from time to time.

Those guys all looked crooked and had tattoos all over their bodies. Some of them smelled of alcohol, while others were so drunk that they couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north.

There was a faint smell of vomit in the air.

The temporary detention room looked like this, with gangsters, drug addicts, and drunkards everywhere. Ethan didn't have anything important to do, so he was too lazy to run to a place like this.

In the Chicago Police Department, specifically the South Precinct.

This kind of beautiful scenery is happening everywhere, and the 21st Precinct is no exception.

"Is such that."

As the male patrolman led the way, he kept talking: "The reporter saw with his own eyes that the person driving the car was a child, but when we arrived at the scene, he turned into his mother."

"Besides, it looks like it."

"hiss."

He put his hand to his nose and made a sucking motion: "According to our judgment, the woman named Monica has sucked something."

"If you hadn't come here."

The male patrolman shrugged again: "We are about to call the Welfare Bureau."

In fact, Lip didn't know the specific situation. He only received a notice asking him to come over with money for bail.

Hearing these words, he clenched his fists in anger.

Monica actually let Karl drive the car after inhaling flour. It was a problem whether the boy could see the road from the seat. He also hit a fire hydrant. It would not be unusual if he hit someone.

Ethan and Kevin looked at each other with helpless expressions in their eyes.

Frank and his wife are capable of doing this kind of thing, but they really have no sense of responsibility at all.

"Let me out."

As soon as I opened the partition door, I heard a frantic shouting: "I told you, I'm not driving. What's wrong with you people?"

In the temporary prison, Monica was waving her hands excitedly.

His face turned red and he looked extremely excited.

Like this, even if she was telling the truth, no one would believe her.

There was a row of chairs next to the detention warehouse, and Karl's thin body was sitting among them. He was holding a disposable paper cup in his hand, and there was some blood on his forehead.