My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 875 Can I still drink?
Intelligence Unit, Sheriff's Office.

Ethan finished his words, picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee.

"These plans?" Director Fisher nodded silently and scratched his face: "Did you just think of it?"

"Please." Ethan put down the cup:
"It's nothing more than a capture operation. Just transform it. What's so difficult about it?"

He knew that these two people would react this way.

So, even think of excuses.

In fact, that's right. They have deployed more complex operations than this. It is indeed not difficult.

The really difficult part is to turn the idea upside down.

"So be it."

Thinking of the words he just heard, Director Fisher's mouth twitched and said, "Have your people write an action report."

"Be careful."

He shook his head, explained something, opened the door and walked out.

What this means is that you agree.

Hank reached out and nodded to Ethan, followed Fisher, smiled and shook his head before leaving.

It's so interesting, but it's a pity that I can't play along.

Ethan did not rush out, but lit a cigarette in the office. He thought about it silently in his mind, and after making sure that there was no problem, he got up and crushed the cigarette butt.

"How about it.?"

Seeing him coming out, Erin quickly asked.

"No problem." Ethan nodded and stretched out his hand to her: "Give me the thing."

"Shh."

Erin understood and threw the small bag out.

Ethan stretched out his hand and held the small bag of flour firmly in his hand.

The two people who left just now, as well as the two guys in front of them talking like charades, and the mysterious missing Nadia, have already aroused the curiosity of several other people.

They all focused and looked towards Ethan.

"Rusek."

Ethan thought for a while and suddenly asked: "Can you still drink?"

"what?"

After waiting for a long time, this sentence came out.

Russell was stunned for a moment and shook his head quickly: "No, I need to rest for at least two days."

He was now pale and persuasive.

"Well, that's fine."

Ethan nodded and changed the topic: "What I have in my hand is Conchin. The monopoly traders call it Passion. It has been very popular recently."

"Based on the information provided by the bureau."

"Now, dozens of people have died on this thing, so we need to destroy it as soon as possible."

Showing the small bag in his hand, he continued:

"Through the information provided by the informant, we now know the address of this unique product packaging workshop. The director and I decided to plan a joint operation to snatch back all the goods in the workshop."

"At the same time, the person in charge of the workshop was eavesdropped."

"The purpose is to find the main messenger behind and catch them all."

He shook off the small bag in his hand and threw it to Olinsky: "Erwin, you prepare the action report. Tonight, Atwater and Halsted and I will go to the Angel Strip Club to familiarize ourselves with the environment. "

"What we have to do now is find the architectural blueprints for the strip club."

"The action plan will be fully deployed."

"Tomorrow night is robbery time, okay, do you guys have any questions?"

There are problems, there are too many problems.

The crackling words made everyone except Eileen confused, but they quickly came back to their senses.

"Strip club?"

It was Rusek, and his face fell.

"robbery?"

Antonio followed, looking surprised.

"Strip club, reconnaissance?" Halsted and Atwater finally asked, both looking excited.

Both of them were very sorry to miss the Red Bridge Club last time, but it didn't matter, now this was also a first-class job, and the two of them immediately laughed from ear to ear.

It was in stark contrast to Ruseke's crumbled expression.

"Yes."

Ethan answered three people's questions at once: "The unique packaging workshop is located in the basement of the Angel Strip Club. We need to investigate the general environment inside."

"We must not only eliminate the den, but also follow this clue and catch those on the line."

"You can't reveal your identity, so it's robbery."

"Now."

He looked at everyone again: "Any more questions?"

Now is the time to explain the mission situation clearly to them, so as not to be confused when the time comes. Basically, there will be no change in the action.

This is notification, not consultation.

Antonio scratched his head, but accepted it calmly.

The director agreed, so there was nothing else to say.

Although he was shocked, the thought that he was robbing a group of lone criminals immediately relieved him of his psychological burden, and he even became secretly excited.

"All right."

Ethan directly ignored Rusek's raised hand, nodded and said: "Since there is no problem, let's investigate the situation of this strip club and formulate a robbery plan."

When he talked about robbery, the corners of his mouth turned up.

Others also found it very interesting. They had never done such a task before, and they chuckled a few times.

Especially when he saw Rusek's bitter face, he laughed even louder.

"Boss."

Atwater rubbed his palms and asked excitedly: "So, is this your treat tonight?"

"Think beautifully."

Ethan rolled his eyes. Every time he handled a case, he had to pay out of his own pocket, which would be a huge loss.

"It comes from the funds."

He looked at Olinsky, thought for a while and said, "Well, just five hundred per person, which is more generous."

Atwater and Horsted clapped their hands in excitement. As long as they don't pay for it themselves, generally speaking, they can have a good time with 500 yuan. The tip is usually one yuan. .

This is an important case, and spending thousands of dollars on it is a trivial matter.

Besides, it's exciting to think about using the police department's funds to go to a strip club.

"Boom."

Rusek's head hit the table hard.

The whole person lacked any strength.

night.

Angel Strip Club.

After buying the tickets, Ethan put his hands in his pockets and Shi Shiran walked in. The moment he opened the soundproof curtain, his whole body turned pink with the neon lights.

The sound of music makes people feel excited.

A few sexy murmurs sounded from time to time, making his eyes blink a few times.

It's quite big inside, and there's a big bar at the entrance.

There are more than ten or twenty round tables in the middle. Under the pink lights, customers happily drink the wine in their hands and watch the pole dance performance on the innermost dance floor. From time to time, some small bills fly up.

There are some booths scattered around the corner.

These places are VIP positions and have a much wider view.

After taking a look at the general situation inside, Ethan walked to the bar, but couldn't help but look up, his head swaying along with it.

There are several swings installed in the club.

Above the bar, a white girl wearing black lingerie was sitting on a swing wrapped in branches and leaves, swaying to the sound of music.

"gentlemen."

The female bartender in a miniskirt came over and asked with a smile on her face:

"Excuse me, do you need something to drink?"

(End of this chapter)