My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

After pouring the glasses in front of them, the two drank red wine in silence.

"correct."

Ethan put down the cup: "Can you show me her phone?"

"You know."

He spread his hands and looked at the woman in front of him: "It's what you just said. I want to see if I can find any clues on it."

"Nothing else, I'm Letty's friend."

"if."

He knocked on the table again: "I mean, if something happened in here."

"I feel like I have to do something for her."

Hearing this, Mia looked a little hesitant.

After all, it was the last relic left by Leti. To be honest, she also wanted to find something on it.

She was a little worried about giving it to a stranger.

Just when she was thinking of an excuse for refusal, her expression suddenly turned surprised, and she looked behind Ethan blankly, as if she had seen something shocking.

Behind it is the restaurant entrance.

Just as Ethan was about to turn around, a mean voice came quietly.

"Fuck Fuck."

As footsteps approached, the venomous remarks continued: "You damn guy, are you finally willing to move your big ass out of Chicago?"

Hearing this, Ethan’s eyebrows jumped.

He moved his body and sat inside.

Needless to say, this is to make way for someone to come.

Before anyone arrives, the smell of perfume arrives first.

Ethan rubbed his nose and squinted at the man who walked to the booth. He was wearing a colorful vest, big pants, and a red comb standing high in the middle of his bald head.

Bright purple eyeshadow is so weird.

"This hair style of yours."

He curled his lips and said to Jabber: "If there is a gunfight, the first target will be your head."

"Fakeyu."

Jiabo raised his middle finger and sat down unceremoniously: "You never know what fashion style is."

Opposite me, Mia looked confused.

Why, out of nowhere, an unknown guy appeared again.

But it was obvious that the two men knew each other.

She decided not to speak for now and take a look before talking.

Ethan and Jiabo looked at each other and sighed. Although they hadn't seen each other for a long time, they had not changed much.

"correct."

Thinking of something, Ethan took out his mobile phone: "It's been so long, I want to show you something."

Fingers flicked through the photo album.

Jabo leaned over curiously, not knowing what this bastard wanted to show him.

"Here."

Ethan flipped through the photos he took in Medellin two or three times and showed them to him with a smile: "This thing is so heavy, I almost couldn't get it back."

Mountains of dollar bills, shining gold bricks.

Also, beautiful and exquisite watches.

A picture appeared in front of Jiabo, making the corners of his eyes twitch crazily.

"Feel sorry."

Ethan accidentally slid to the photo of the yacht he took some time ago: "This is a small toy I just bought. It's just so-so. It's okay to drive."

Looking at the big yacht, Jia Bo's nose became angry.

"asshole."

He exploded violently, pressed Ethan on the chair and punched him wildly:

"You make money, but you don't even call me."

In the elegant restaurant, the two guys started fighting as if no one was around.

Mia noticed the surprised looks from the side. She silently picked up the red wine glass, and her whole body exuded an aura of "I don't know them, these two lunatics don't know where they came from."

After a while, Jiabo sat back panting.

He smoothed his messy cockscomb, rolled his eyes and said, "If I want to find time to go to Chicago, I have to blow up your yacht."

He was obviously the one who hit the person, but he looked even more embarrassed.

"Click."

Ethan squeezed his hands and his knuckles cracked.

Without any words, Jia Bo curled up his neck and did not dare to say anything more.

The two looked at each other and laughed again.

Mia looked at everything that happened in front of her, the sadness in her heart diluted a lot, and a smile appeared on her lips. She also had this kind of friendship and could understand this kind of crazy behavior.

"OK!"

Ethan patted Jabber's shoulder hard and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you here too?"

"Please."

Jiabo grinned after being beaten, and he said helplessly: "Letty is also my friend, okay? No matter what, she is also the one who went shopping with me."

When he said this, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Jab."

He stretched out his hand to Mia again and introduced himself: "You called me yesterday. I am Leti's friend."

"Hello."

Mia shook hands with Jabo and asked curiously: "How did you find this place?"

When she heard the name, she immediately reacted.

This person also notified him yesterday, but there was a problem, but he never told him where he was.

And this person named Morgan obviously didn't know about the other party's arrival.

Now, it was found somehow.

"Just think that I have some special skills." Faced with this question, Jaber also didn't want to explain too much. He asked in turn: "What happened to Letty?"

Everyone had already come to find her, so Mia had no choice but to gather her energy and tell what happened just now.

In fact, Jiabo came here simply to attend the funeral.

However, after hearing the other party's words, he also frowned slightly. If something really happened later, he would have to help.

"Letty's phone."

He thought for a while and asked, "Can you give it to me?"

"Maybe I can find something."

It was this request again, Mia looked hesitant.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see this concern, and Ethan is no exception. He quickly said with relief: "OK, I understand what you are thinking. We only need to check the call records, that's all."

"I'm watching it right in front of you, and I won't take my phone away."

He spread his hands and shrugged: "Besides, don't you want to know what happened next?"

After some persuasion, Mia finally nodded silently.

That was the other person's face, which looked very sincere, otherwise she would not agree to anything he said.

In fact, she has her own way of solving things.

"Actually, I've also studied it."

Mia took out a mobile phone from her pocket and lit up the broken screen: "In addition to acquaintances, a dozen strange numbers have contacted her during this period. In fact, we can't tell anything."

“We can’t do anything just by looking at a bunch of numbers.”

Maybe so before Jabber came along.

But after that guy came over, it meant that the people behind these numbers no longer had any secrets.

Next, it’s just time.

Of course, there is no need to let Mia know this kind of thing.

Ethan winked at Jabo, who nodded, took out his mobile phone and took pictures of the call records on it.

"This is what you are doing?"

Noticing Jiabo's movements, Mia calmed down and asked curiously: "Is there any way to find the real information about these numbers?"

"It's hard."

Ethan shook his head slowly and sighed: "We know friends in law enforcement."

"This is just a try."