My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 676 Why

In the interrogation room, the two sat opposite each other.

The incandescent light made the faces of Irene and Charlie pale.

Hearing Irene's words, Charlie's chest heaved and he said angrily: "Really? Why don't I feel it?"

"I warned you, don't think I can't do it."

"Only money is real."

"Boom." He slammed the table with his hands in handcuffs: "You want me to go to jail, no problem, I will drag Annie with you, anyway, I have been outside enough."

"You know why she killed people." Irene also shouted angrily:

"It seems that for God's sake, she still has your son with her. It's been more than ten years. Have you ever thought about what kind of life Anne lives?"

"Hahaha."

Seeing Irene like this, Charlie laughed openly: "Are you angry?"

"It's right to be angry, it's right to be angry."

"Experience this feeling well, I have experienced it for more than ten years!"

He looked at Irene, and the veins popped up on his forehead: "Don't deny it, you asked Boyett to drive me out of Chicago, right, there is no reason!"

"Fakeyo, Boyett."

Charlie stood up abruptly and yelled at the glass: "I know you are there, Fakeyu, for ten years, do you know how I have spent these ten years?"

"To be tortured, everyone come together."

"I can't bear everything alone. You are living a happy and joyful life. Why?"

In the mirror, Charlie growled and roared angrily.

He lowered his head again and looked at Irene with red eyes: "You bitch, I came back this time just to take what I deserve."

"Why do you want to stop me and betray me?"

"No one, no one has done anything to be sorry for you." Irene stood up, slammed her fist on the table vigorously, and shouted in a crying voice: "Fakeyu, Charlie."

"Hank was going to sink you into Lake Michigan and feed you to fish."

She smashed the table and made it rattle: "It was I who begged him, crying and begging him, so that you could save your life and stand here and call me a bitch."

"Snapped!"

She slapped Charlie heavily, and shouted, "You f*ck me sober, standing in front of you is your family."

"What you want to hurt is your family."

"I took a bullet for you just now, you bastard."

Ethan scratched his face and looked left and right.

This content is too explosive, but fortunately no one else is here, otherwise Hank's reputation would have spread far and wide.

Hank, on the other hand, just crossed his arms and looked at everything with a blank expression.

In the interrogation room, Charlie looked at Irene in shock after being slapped across the face: "What did you say, he wanted to kill me back then?"

"Tell me first, where is the red guy?"

Irene shouted excitedly: "If you want to find someone to go to jail with you, I will accompany you when I catch the red guy."

"I will surrender myself and say that I killed the person. Are you satisfied?"

"Don't try to pull Annie." She wiped away her tears, gritted her teeth and said, "You don't want to be a father, but she still wants to be a good mother."

Charlie's face was flushed, and he didn't dare to look Irene in the eyes.

"sorry."

He murmured, "I don't know that."

"Tell me, where is the red guy." Irene grabbed Charlie by the collar, her voice hoarse: "I will help you, you still have a chance to come out, maybe you still have a chance to be a qualified father .”

"I didn't kill the security guard." Charlie sat back heavily on the chair: "Another person did it."

"Red guy?" Irene continued to ask.

"I don't know either." Charlie's eyes were blank: "Every time he came to look for me, I only heard people around him mention that they were in a place called the backyard."

All the members of the intelligence team returned to the Chase Room.

The lights here were brightly lit, except for Ethan, everyone frowned, thinking hard.

This is the third largest city in the United States. It is really too difficult to find the whereabouts of the red guy just by the nickname of a place.

But it’s impossible not to look for it, there are only a few clues now.

Hank sat on the table, rubbing his chin slowly, his eyes flickering, but he still had no thoughts.

Irene, who was behind him, hadn't recovered from the emotion just now.

She leaned back in her chair and stared blankly at the ceiling.

"What's a backyard."

Rusek turned around and asked tangledly, "Are you sure this is the place?"

"If so, why haven't we heard of it, do you have any impression?"

"I've only been in Chicago for a few months." Ethan stood up angrily, and walked towards the tea room with a cup: "How do I know where this so-called backyard is?"

After receiving a cup of coffee, I found Nadia sitting on the small round table drowsy.

This little girl has been here for most of the day, even the dinner was packed for her.

"Have some coffee."

Ethan poured her another glass and put it in front of Nadia.

"Thank you."

Nadia cheered up and took a sip of coffee: "I didn't expect you to work so hard, and you are still working overtime so late."

Seeing her twist her body left and right, Ethan shrugged and said, "Just walk around when you're tired. As long as you don't look at the things on our desktop, it's fine."

From time to time just now, she was seen circling in circles inside without even going out the door of the tea room.

"I can not."

Nadia stuck out her tongue: "You sheriff is too scary."

"When you teased Rusek, why didn't you see that you were so timid." Ethan smiled and shook his head.

"Isn't that urgent?"

Nadia rubbed her palms together and asked curiously, "What are you doing, none of you are talking, it's kind of scary."

"Looking for a place called the backyard."

Ethan waved his hand: "You continue to rest, it's okay to walk around twice, don't be afraid."

"backyard?"

Nadia asked uncertainly: "Are you referring to the backyard? Not the backyard of some house."

"how?"

Ethan turned his head abruptly: "Have you heard of this place?"

"I'm not sure either."

Nadia was taken aback by him and waved her hands quickly.

"You don't need to confirm, as long as you have an idea." Ethan grabbed her and pushed her outside: "Come on, talk about it, it's okay."

The tossing between the two attracted the attention of others.

Facing Hank's gaze, Nadia was even more frightened and kept shrinking back.

"Nadia."

Erin stood up quickly and asked anxiously, "Do you know where the backyard is?"

"I'm not sure either."

Nadia stammered and said with shame: "You also know that my previous work required me to travel to many places."

"Sometimes, some of the business that gets received is in the car."

"The place behind the slaughterhouse is very empty. There are many cars parked every night. It is very quiet and there are no people there, so we call that place the backyard."

"Some customers called and said they were waiting for us in the backyard."

"Thank you, very helpful." Hank nodded to Nadia, showing a rare smile.

Either way, try your luck.

Before Hank could speak, the intelligence team stood up in unison.

"Put on your bulletproof vests." Hank looked around, waved his hands vigorously and said, "Take your guns and leave in 3 minutes."

　Thanks to the two-dimensional partner brother for the reward and support, thank you!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)