My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 807 Chainsaw Horror (Two in One)

"Lucas Gregory."

Ethan walked to the whiteboard and wrote his name next to the bearded photo.

"We have pictures."

He turned around and looked at the entire intelligence team: "We still have a name. What you need to do next is to find him from Chicago."

"Time, the sooner the better."

"These guys must be trying to escape the city."

"Distribute the photos of these two people. I want the policemen in the whole city to have their photos at every checkpoint and station."

"What's the title?"

Horsted raised his hand and said helplessly: "We have asked for assistance in the search before, but without a reason, it is difficult to get others to cooperate."

They are all public service departments, and there is no superior-subordinate relationship.

It's unrealistic to ask others to cooperate with a single sentence. They are just detectives, and they are not high enough.

"Ah."

Ethan nodded, waved his hand and said, "Let's just say it's a secret mission of the intelligence team, and anyone has any doubts."

He tapped his finger on the handle of the gun, raised his eyebrows and said, "Just bring Director Perry out and use him to scare people, I think he should have no objection."

"cough."

In the office, there was a slight cough: "Director Perry has been transferred, so use my name."

"Ok."

Horstead nodded, and the others got busy.

"Transferred?"

Ethan walked into the office and looked at Hank who was lying on the sofa in puzzlement: "When did it happen?"

"Just two days ago." Hank blocked his eyes with his arms, his chest heaving slightly: "The new director is called Fisher. If you are free, you can visit him. He has a good impression of you."

"understood."

Ethan shrugged, returned to his desk and sat down, and started to open the computer to check the surveillance video, or contact other departments. As for Hank, let him lie there and rest.

As long as he can produce results, no matter who becomes the director, he will sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.

As long as you have the real ability to do this job, you don't need to worry about it.

No one will throw face at a subordinate who is capable of handling affairs. This is a problem with himself, and it is not the choice of a smart person.

Even an idiot can't be the director.

Tonight, Ethan also earned some overtime pay solidly.

There is no way, Hank was beaten up, and he still fished, which is really unreasonable.

They stayed until ten o'clock in the evening before everyone gradually went home.

Erin also took Hank away, and the two went to the hospital to visit Oliver. After all, she was pregnant with a child. If Justin had no objections, this could be said to be a relative.

Ethan was not in a hurry to go back. He bought some things on the way and drove to the small building today.

Let's see how severe psoriasis are.

The deposit has been delivered.

Next, you only need to let your own lawyer step in to get the contract, notarization, and all aspects done, and after paying the final payment, this place will become the second commercial real estate purchased by yourself.

In his heart, this is already his place.

Naturally, a large group of homeless people can't be allowed to wreak havoc inside, and it's disgusting even if they don't make trouble.

After parking the car nearby, Ethan walked towards the small building with a cigarette in his mouth. There are several surveillance cameras nearby. He can clear the door by himself, as long as he avoids pedestrians.

The half-person-high iron fence can be easily jumped over.

Standing on the messy lawn, looking up, the candles are lit in the broken windows, it looks like a ghost cave.

There are more than ten light spots.

These homeless people found a lot of wooden pallets and put them in the back of the building, and stacked them layer by layer.

Like an improvised staircase leading to a ruined window.

As for where these people live after they are driven away, that's none of their own business.

Anyway, washing dishes in the United States is quite profitable. Drive these people away and let them wash the dishes, and they will be able to reach the pinnacle of life in a year.

This kind of behavior can also be regarded as benefiting society.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he put on a soft rubber mask and quickly walked up the simple steps.

Walk into the house and look around.

"Shh."

In his hand, a large chainsaw appeared.

He quickly ran up the stairs to the fifth floor, and standing at the top of the stairs, he yanked the rope.

"boom!"

A dull roar resounded throughout the small building.

The whispers and drunken shouts that were still ringing out just now stopped in an instant.

After the chainsaw started, because the button was not grabbed, it just made a rumbling low sound, which sounded like a demon whispering, not only scary, but also creepy to hear.

Ethan whistled and deliberately walked to the side where no one was there.

The crisp whistle was very penetrating, echoing all the way in the corridor and the suite next to it.

Hearing such a sound in the clear sky and day would only make people feel happy, but now it is the middle of the night, and this pleasant sound is heard in a small building in disrepair, accompanied by the sound of a chainsaw.

The person who heard the whistle immediately made up for a mental illness.

Not only that, but also a perverted killer.

Behind, two light spots moved slowly, and Ethan turned around suddenly, with a bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes.

Good guy, we are an acquaintance.

"Boom~~~"

When the switch is grabbed, the saw blade spins wildly.

"what!!!"

Screams resounded throughout the small building, and Frank ran down the shit holding a bottle of beer, followed by a fat, yelling milf.

Big Mom squeezed Frank's fat ass as she rushed down the stairs.

Running is impossible, so I can only find a way to make him last.

"Fake!"

Frank was unsteady on his feet, fell down the stairs, and fell into a twirl.

His innate skills still allowed him to firmly plug the bottle.

Under the scream of the aunt, the light spots of the whole building began to agitate, and they ran downstairs one after another.

Frank kicked his feet on the ground and stepped back quickly.

With trembling arms, he brought the beer bottle to his mouth tremblingly, and took a gulp of beer.

He looked at the man holding a chainsaw and walking down slowly.

With a terrified expression on his face, he swallowed vigorously, trying to drink up all the beer in the bottle before he died.

"Gudu."

With a gulp of beer down his stomach, the movement of his mouth stopped.

His eyes were fixed on the shoes of the chainsaw killer. The boots were too familiar, and he looked at his height, body shape, and eyes.

Why do these eyes look so much like that bastard!
Frank threw the empty bottle aside and asked through gritted teeth:

"Ethan?"

The Chainsaw Massacre stopped in his tracks and scratched his head in embarrassment.

This move confirmed his identity.

Frank jumped three feet high, stretched out his hand excitedly, and kept moving his fingers, ready to curse.

There was another roar, suppressing his movements.

Ethan didn't expect Frank to recognize him so easily, and now his plan was completely destroyed.

In desperation, I quickly thought of an idea.

After suppressing Frank's desire to speak, Ethan quickly walked down the stairs with the chainsaw in hand, and lifted off the soft rubber mask on his face.

"It really is you bastard."

Frank was so excited that he spit out his saliva: "People are scary, they can scare people to death, do you know that!!!"

He fell down the stairs just now, and his whole body hurt from the fall.

So, get excited.

"Shh."

Ethan motioned Frank to keep his voice down: "Listen, I've accepted a deal. If I can help the real estate company drive out the homeless people, I can get a reward."

"Please, help me."

"Don't expose me, we are friends, you don't want me not to earn this money, do you?"

The last sentence was a hook for Frank.

Fiona had already reminded Veronica and Kevin before that they could not expose their net worth to Frank.

As for the car he was driving, Frank also knew it was an official car.

The only car Ethan ever saw himself was a battered Dodge Challenger.

So in order to earn some extra money, the excuse of going out to do some private work must be able to fool Frank.

"You bastard."

Frank was so high that he was drooling: "Do you know where this place is?"

"The homeless people on the surrounding streets all need this place. This society is already cruel enough to force these kind-hearted people to live in this kind of place."

"And you have to help those hateful capitalists."

"Absolutely impossible. This is the paradise for all of us. I will never help you. That is betraying my conscience."

"Forty percent for you."

Ethan waved his hand, interrupting his smooth talk: "If you help me scare people away, four achievements will be yours."

"How much is forty percent?"

Frank swallowed, his eyes bright.

"This is a short job, just to scare people." Ethan shrugged and said, "It's only one thousand in total, and I'll give you four hundred."

The hook just laid was to make Frank think about money.

Now, he's really hooked.

The female intermediary today actually walked into a misunderstanding. If you talk to Frank, he will definitely make you faint.

And that righteous and awe-inspiring appearance will make people feel that this guy is upright.

In fact, if they are willing to pay a sum of money, the biggest psoriasis in their hearts can be easily bought without any effort.

"Four hundred?"

Frank forgot the pain in his body, and quickly calculated in his heart.

This amount of money is enough for me to spend a week at the Elebe Bar, and maybe I can chat with a younger girl.

Rosacea twitched, Frank carefully stretched out a finger:
"A little more."

"Forget it." Ethan pulled off his mask and squinted at Frank: "1000 yuan is enough for me to work for several days. I earn this money myself."

"If you dare to ruin my business."

"boom."

The chainsaw's chain turned rapidly, with an astonishing momentum.

"do not!"

Frank avoided the chainsaw, and hurriedly grabbed Ethan's sleeve: "Okay, it's only four hundred, I promise I can definitely do a good job, those homeless people will run as far as they can."

This former good friend is a dog with a temper, and he will turn his back if he says he will turn his back.

Frank was still a little afraid of him, and it would be nice to have four hundred, which was better than licking his face and asking Sheila for five or ten pocket money every day.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ethan's mouth.

Four hundred dollars can cover Frank's conscience, maybe even less, but I don't care about that little bit, this guy won't believe it anymore.

Don't think Frank is stupid, but smart.

After the homeless man in the small building ran out, he didn't leave immediately.

They all hid in shock, hiding in every corner outside, their eyes fixed on the exit. It's not that this kind of thing has never happened before, but it's not as scary as a chainsaw.

I was also guessing in my mind whether it was someone invited by the real estate developer.

As long as the people leave, they will still run back. At worst, they will find a way to call the police later.

In fact, Ethan kept things simple.

If it is really so easy to solve, it will not cause headaches for so many investors. The power of psoriasis is not a joke.

It was just unintentionally that he found a real solution to the problem.

"boom."

The chainsaw roared and the glass slammed.

A black shadow fell out of the window on the first floor.

"Someone died."

For the 400 yuan, Frank fought hard.

He stood up, danced and ran forward, shouting desperately: "It's too scary, this is a demon, quickly call the police to help."

"I will never want to come to this ghost place again in the future."

"Bang bang bang."

A series of gunshots sounded again inside.

This movement made the homeless man hiding outside run away immediately.

No matter what is going on, this time it must be for real. There is no doubt that the gun has been fired. Normal people would not touch this bad luck. Anyway, there are still a lot of bridge holes to squat in.

Next, in two days.

Frank's bad mouth spreads rumors everywhere about the homicidal, murderous, and terrifying Chainsaw Massacre.

The lifelike stories were spread by him among the homeless people, and this small building was completely abandoned by the homeless people. With fewer people here, it looks even more eerie.

In turn, it corroborates Frank's statement.

Just a bluff and 400 yuan can easily solve the problem that the intermediary company has been troubled with.

Of course, Ethan still doesn't know how the effect will be.

He stood in the shadows, watched Frank run desperately, and then smiled and put away the gun in his hand.

the next morning.

He ate the sandwich in his hand and hurried to the police station.

The two haven't been caught yet, Hank is only half angry, and he still needs to continue to investigate.

"Ethan."

As soon as he walked into the reception hall, he was stopped by Pratt: "Someone asked me to hand it over to you, and you have to get it yourself. It should be something more important."

"Oh?"

Taking the envelope-like document bag from her hand, Ethan shook it.

It was light, as if there was nothing inside, but there was still some slight movement, which sounded like a small card was bumping inside.

Thinking of something, his eyes lit up:

"Thank you."

The corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably, and he grinned: "This is really important, please."

Pratt suppressed his curiosity and watched Ethan run upstairs quickly.

I don't know what could make this usually calm young sheriff look so excited.

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