My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 553 Two Possibilities
Ethan patted the floating snow on his shoulder, and threw a cigarette into his mouth.

Looking down, he reluctantly took a deep breath to calm himself down.

This guy got his thoughts up and drove away.

From her words, it can be heard that Burgess is the kind of woman who puts her career first.

It's just that he couldn't make it up, he was a little bit dumbfounded for a while.

Biting a cigarette, he walked to the place where he parked. The Ford Interceptor rolled up a snowflake and left quickly.

After ten minutes, pull over and stop.

With a flip of the palm, a bottle of whiskey appeared.

Looking at the apartment building next to him, he opened the car door.

In this place, there is also a person who needs to be enlightened, and he does not know how he feels about what he has experienced today.

"Boom bang bang."

After knocking on the door a few times, there was the sound of walking inside.

"Ethan."

Horstead opened the door and said in surprise, "Come in, you people, why are you here?"

"us?"

Ethan walked in and saw who Horstead was referring to.

"Hi."

Orlinsky was sitting on the sofa in the living room and raised his head to say hello.

In his hand, holding a bottle of red wine.

From the looks of it, he just arrived here.

"I think there is something missing here." Ethan looked at the two empty glasses on the table and threw his coat aside.

"right away."

Horstead walked briskly into the kitchen again and came out with a glass.

"God."

Orlinsky puts down his glass: "Did you grow up in a trailer park?"

"It's too wasteful to use this kind of glass to hold red wine."

"As long as it can be used." Horstead also sat down beside him, he was not very emotional: "What brought you here."

"It's nothing."

Orlinsky took off the knitted hat on his head: "I guess you should want to drink some wine."

After pouring the red wine, he raised the glass:
"Men shouldn't drink by themselves, you have friends in this city."

"Thank you." Horstead looked at the two people who ran over at night and was moved.

He picked up the wine glass: "You are right, I want to drink some wine."

The three clinked glasses, and the two took a sip of red wine.

The remaining person was still the same, and he did it in one bite.

"Please." Orlinski spread his hands: "This is a good red wine I brought over, you need to taste it slowly."

"It's all the same to me."

Ethan put down the empty glass and said indifferently.

The three looked at each other and laughed softly.

"Did you know?" Orlinski sniffed and looked at Hosted: "I have also had my police badge and pistol confiscated before."

"I have to say, that feeling is really terrible."

"Is it because of the brownie thing?" Horstead held the wine glass with both hands.

He also knew about the killing of Orlinsky's former partner.

I also know that in the rumors, it was Hank, Jimmy from Chinatown, and Olinsky who worked together to turn Brownie into a missing person.

"how to say?"

Orlinsky didn't answer his question directly, and leaned back on the sofa:

"Nobody wanted Brownie to survive, so we just did what everyone wanted to happen."

Maybe it was because of the memory of the past, his eyes were filled with sorrow.

"Did Boyett force you to do it?" Horstead frowned, and the other party's words were equivalent to admitting the matter.

"No." Olinsky shook his head, took a sip of red wine:
"On that night, no one forced anyone else, the choice was made by oneself."

"I don't regret it either, because it was the right thing to do."

He looked at Horsted: "You don't have to have any emotions, no matter what you do, I will support you behind your back."

"I didn't really kill Lonny."

Horstead was very moved, but he still defended himself: "That's really not what I did."

"Hey, that's not important."

Orlinsky put down his glass: "I just let you know that we are all standing behind you."

"Yeah." Horstead nodded.

"Did someone from the Ministry of Internal Affairs talk to you today?" Ethan cut into the topic.

"Yes." Horstead let out a heavy breath: "It's a guy named Edwin Stillwell, that bastard really wants to see me unlucky."

"Tomorrow afternoon, I will go to the hearing of the Ministry of Internal Affairs to explain everything clearly."

"But don't worry, all he has are a few photos of me driving."

"I didn't do it, I know very well, they can't incriminate me."

Hearing that name, Ethan rubbed his nose.

Why is Edwin like a wronged soul, always making trouble with the intelligence team.

He poured the wine self-consciously: "But you need to prove your innocence, otherwise your job will definitely be lost."

"I know." Horstead moved his body a bit: "I already have some ideas."

Beside his thighs, something was covered with a piece of clothing.

Noticing Ethan's line of sight, he quickly sat aside to cover the things underneath.

"Take it out." Ethan looked at him with a smile:
"That thing, I asked Antonio to hand it over to you."

"I came here tonight to see what you found."

"Ah?" Horstead spread his hands in confusion, "I don't know what you're talking about?"

"The secrecy is good." Ethan gave him a thumbs up: "Lonnie's murder information, stop pretending, what did you find?"

Everything was said, and Horstead knew he wasn't lying.

I thought my colleagues in the intelligence team had abandoned me, but I didn't expect that one or two of them would lend a helping hand.

He blinked, and some tears came out.

"Please, don't do this." Olinsky clapped his hands: "Do you want us to give you a hug?"

"Take it out, let's study it together."

To be honest, Orlinski didn't know that this matter existed. He only heard Ethan tell Antonio to help him today.

"Okay." Horstead got up quickly.

He took out the documents under his buttocks: "I did find something wrong."

"Look, this is the confession of Lonnie's father."

He opened the file, took out a piece of paper, and said excitedly, "He said that Lonnie never came home that night."

"But I know he's lying, Lonnie went back that night."

"I followed Lonnie until I saw him walk in the door, and then I left."

Taking the paper in his hand, there are some confessions on it.

It was clear and unmistakable that Lonnie's father had indeed said these words, handed the paper to Orlinski, and Ethan pondered.

He tapped his fingers lightly and said softly:
"Now there are only two possibilities. First, you are lying."

Without waiting for Horstead to speak, Ethan waved his hand: "Second, Lonnie's father is lying."

He glanced at Orlinsky, and went on:

"If Lonnie's father is lying, it means he knows who the murderer is."

"Or, Lonnie's father is the murderer."

The voice fell, and the living room fell into silence.

Horsted had actually speculated about this, but he never dared to think about it.

When this matter is said, few people will believe it.

"Father killed his son?"

Orlinski looked at the document in his hand, the fluffy paper looked so heavy.

(End of this chapter)