It was now dark, and there was silence in the dimly lit room, except for the faint sound of breathing.

He walked lightly to the living room, only to see Siobhan sitting quietly on the couch alone with a gun.

Ethan observed that there was no one left and right, and reached out to press the switch.

The sudden light startled Siobhan and quickly raised his gun to aim.

"It's me, what's wrong with you?"

Ethan was so frightened that he quickly flashed around the corner and made a sound.

"Come out." Siobhan's muffled voice rang out.

He poked his head out and saw that Siobhan had put the gun on the table, and he breathed a sigh of relief and inserted Glock back into his holster.

"What are you? The lights don't turn on either. ”

Siobhan shook her head slowly, blood dripping from her jaw.

"What's going on?"

Ethan walked briskly over to her and sat down, looking at the wound at the corner of her brow.

Siobhan muttered, "He said he had quit drinking, and he begged me to lift the ban so he could find a job." ”

Ethan picked up a tissue and wiped the blood from the corner of Siobhan's eyebrows, "Bliss just came here?" “

"He was so drunk that he asked me to get back together with him."

Siobhan grabbed the corners of his clothes tightly with both hands, and his knuckles turned white, "I don't want to, he scolded me for being a female cousin, he must have had something with you last night, and gave me a punch." ”

"Do you know where he lives now?" Ethan asked in a low voice.

Siobhan turned his head, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Don't get me wrong, I just wanted to talk to him." Ethan said with a smile.

Siobhan looked at him steadily, but there was no smile in Ethan's eyes.

"Brook Valley Motel."

Ethan nodded, patted Siobhan on the shoulder, stood up, and was about to walk outside.

"Wait a minute."

Siobhan grabbed his hand at this point, "I don't want you to do this. ”

"It's okay, I'm just going to talk to him." Ethan said with a serious face.

Siobhan's eyes flickered, and she shook her head and said:

"I'm scared, I want to rest, don't go, can I accompany me?"

Seeing Siobhan's pitiful appearance, Ethan gritted his teeth, had to suppress his anger, bent down and carried Siobhan into her room.

After putting her down, Siobhan tugged at his hand.

Ethan had no choice but to take off his equipment, put it on the cabinet next to him, and then fold his clothes and lie down.

He made up his mind that when Siobhan was asleep, he would go to Briss to move his body and let him know that women were not for fighting.

As soon as he lay down on the floppy Simmons, Siobhan grabbed his hand and leaned up.

Ethan thought she was going to pill his arm and raised his hand up obediently.

There was a soft "click".

He looked at his wrist in confusion, and Siobhan rolled over and jumped out of bed, grabbed Ethan's gear and phone from the cabinet next to him, and threw them in the corner of the room.

Siobhan said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't want to do that. ”

"Hurry up and turn it on."

Ethan shook his arm angrily, and the handcuffs locked him and the stainless steel bedpost.

Siobhan shook his head resolutely, "Don't struggle, it's useless." ”

"I know what you want to do, and I'm not going to let you do it."

With that, she walked out of the room.

"You let me go, I really didn't mean to hurt Briss." Ethan hurriedly shouted.

"With what I know about you, do you think I'm going to believe your nonsense?"

Siobhan's voice came, and Ethan reluctantly shut up.

I didn't expect Siobhan to defend her ex-husband so much, who was violent before, and now he is beaten to the corner of his eyebrows.

For such a person, he actually tortured himself.

Ethan was also disappointed in his heart, gritting his teeth and looking at the ceiling.

Soon, footsteps rang out, and Siobhan said:

"I'm leaving."

"Whatever."

Ethan had just finished speaking, and then felt that something was wrong.

"Where are you going..."

He stared at Siobhan in a daze, and stopped in the middle of his words.

Siobhan stood murderously in the doorway, an old-fashioned baton in his hand, and his eyes were full of fierceness.

"I'm not going to let you do this."

"Don't forget, I'm also a town policeman."

"As I said, I'm not the Siobhan I used to be."

"I'll do it myself."

"I'll let Briss know that he's messed with the wrong person, and the old lady is going to break all his eggs."

As the words fell, Siobhan slammed his baton against the wall.

There was a muffled "thump".

Ethan shuddered and couldn't help but clamp his legs.

Before he could say anything, Siobhan walked out of the house in a rage, followed by the frantic grinding of tires, and soon the roar of the car faded away.

Ethan turned around and tugged hard at the bedpost with both hands, holding it to the ground, not moving.

He hurriedly stretched out his foot to hook the equipment, which was too far away.

Siobhan was too impulsive, and she was in this situation, and it was easy to have problems.

Ethan's palm flipped, and a python revolver appeared in his hand.

Aiming at the handcuffs, he was about to pull the trigger when he stopped.

I got out of trouble after this shot, how can I explain it afterwards, I still have a python revolver hidden in my crotch?

It's true that there is a python hidden, and bullets can be fired, but it's not a pistol.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the mobile phone that Hood gave him today, and he quickly threw the python revolver back into space, and then took the phone out.

The phone is turned on and there is only an unknown number on it.

He dialed without hesitation, and moments later, the phone was connected, and there was a deafening electronic sound on the other side.

The phone hung up immediately, and Ethan waited quietly for dozens of seconds before the phone rang.

He answered immediately, and the voice on the other side was much quieter.

"That bastard called me?"

"I'm Ethan, emergency."

"You say." Jaber replied in a deep voice.

"Give me the Hood number."

"Wardfark?"

"Give me his phone number." Ethan said in a deep voice again, he didn't want to say that he couldn't remember the number.

Jaber hung up angrily and quickly sent the number.

Ethan hurriedly dialed out, and soon, the phone was connected.

"Who?"

Hood's deep voice rang out, and the shouting of candy could be heard nearby.

"I'm Ethan, Siobhan was attacked by her ex-husband, and now she's gone to take revenge, I'm afraid she's not calm, something will happen, Brook Valley Motel."

Ethan quickly explained the matter, and Hood was visibly stunned for a moment.

"Where are you?"

He glanced at the handcuffs helplessly, "I can't leave now." ”

"Okay, I got it."

Hood then hung up the phone, and Ethan finally relaxed.

Although Hood said that sometimes he is very impulsive in doing things, he is still very reliable in doing things, and he can rest assured that he can handle it.

Stuffing the phone back into his trouser pocket, he pulled the handcuffs a few more times, and then lay helplessly on the bed.

(End of chapter)