Hood took the lead and walked towards the small wine stall that was set out outside the hut.

Ethan clasped his hands at his belt and followed unhurriedly.

Only Brock looked nervously at the people who were drinking, after all, the last time he came over, he was beaten to the ground.

"Can you get us something to drink?"

Hood walked straight up to the barmaid and asked with a smile.

"Of course."

The bartender in a sleeveless jacket glanced at him and said casually, "Ten miles back, there's a lot of wine in Banshee Town." ”

"Please, the money is real."

Hood pulled out a few crumpled bills from his pocket and shook them in front of her.

"Yo, strip, put your damn money away."

One of the men at the table next to him stood up in a blue shirt: "You uniformed people are not welcome here. ”

"Really?"

Ethan's fingers tapped on his duty belt, "Relax, we just wanted to ask a few simple questions." ”

The blue shirt walked up to Ethan with a bottle of beer, and said with a fierce gaze: "Here, you won't get any answers, and the police badge on your body is not a fart here." ”

"Please, don't get that close."

Ethan waved his hand in disgust: "You have bad breath." ”

This sentence, as if it was a critical hit, brought a high amount of damage to the blue shirt, and he looked at Ethan in disbelief, his rough face quickly flushed.

The hand on the beer bottle that the blue shirt held tightened, and he was about to smash it at Ethan.

At this moment, a man rushed out from the side and stopped him:

"Are you crazy? This sliver is the one who defeated Cheton. ”

As soon as a dozen or so people who were drinking outside stood up, several of them recognized Ethan and quickly sat back in their chairs.

In broad daylight, they would never dare to shoot a few policemen.

As for the hands, the man in front of them was able to subdue Cheton, and after they weighed their little arms and legs, the rest of them sat back one after another.

Ethan blinked, could this be called a soldier who surrenders without a fight.

The man in the blue shirt said unyieldingly, "Go back, I've already called the police." ”

He didn't pay attention, and the companions behind him cast a contemptuous look at him, and someone who knew him hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his face.

It didn't look like there was going to be anything to gain, and Ethan took two steps forward.

The man hurriedly took a few steps back with his blue shirt and swallowed with difficulty.

Ethan grinned and raised his middle finger: "Help me pass this gesture to Cheton, I already know he's back, don't hide in the woods like a little mouse." ”

I don't know if the agitation method is useful for Cheton, it's better than nothing.

Regardless of their embarrassed faces, Ethan patted Brock's tense body:

"Let's go."

The three of them swaggered away in front of more than a dozen members of the Red Bone Gang.

Someone was so angry that he took the beer bottle in his hand and threw it to the ground.

Brock's heart trembled, for fear that the gang behind him would pounce, but when he saw Hood on the left and Ethan on the right, he immediately held his head high.

As soon as he returned to the side of the vehicle, an earthy yellow police car in the distance kicked up smoke and quickly rushed over.

After a sudden braking, the police car from the Chino police station stopped in front of them.

Unexpectedly, the cowards of the Red Bone Gang just now actually called the police, Ethan and Brock had a heart, and at the same time took a step back and put Hood in the front.

A small policewoman with long black hair pushed the car door and shouted dissatisfiedly:

"What do you think this is for, who gave you the right to come to the Residency in the uniform of Banshee Town?"

Ethan saw her hooked nose and was immediately impressed.

The last time the Chino tribe girl was killed, it was she who came to help identify the body, and her name was Amy King, a policewoman who did things in a hurry.

Hood looked at the two unrighteous bastards next to him and shrugged his shoulders:

"We're here for Cheton Ritstone, do you have anything we can do to help?"

"Are you serious?"

Amy King waved her hands and urged, "Hurry up and get out of the residence, if Jaz finds you here, everyone will be in trouble." ”

"Who's Yaz?" Hood looked at Brock.

"Carl Jaz."

Brock coughed, "Sheriff of the Chino Police Department." ”

"Sounds like I need to meet him." Hood smiled.

Amy folded her hands helplessly: "Please, don't cause trouble, Yaz won't care about your affairs." ”

"She's right."

Brock nodded, "Yaz is notoriously diligent. ”

When he said that he was diligent, he also stretched out two hands, and bent both fingers at the same time.

Hood instantly understood what he meant, which was a mockery of the Chino Police Department's sergeant for being notoriously lazy and careless.

However, he still looked at Amy and said with a serious face:

"There are some things you may not know, just the other day, Cheton and a group of members of the Red Bone Gang looted a shipment of arms on Poundfield Highway 15."

"Among them are AK47s, and there are also military M4s."

"What?" Amy King was shocked and asked, "Are you serious?" ”

Hood nodded: "I have no reason to lie to you. ”

"If you don't want someone in your tribe to die under these guns, you better help us."

Amy thought for a while, then sighed helplessly: "Let me warn you first, Yaz's temper is not good. ”

A few minutes later, two police cars arrived at a very rudimentary police station.

But the eldest brother can't laugh at the second brother, Ethan and the others also work in a car dealership, which is not much better.

Like the Banshee Town Police Department, the Chino Police Station also has two or three kittens.

It is estimated that the funds given by the high-level of the Chino tribe are not much, as long as they can be maintained.

Led by Amy, the group walked into the sheriff's office.

A pot-bellied, gray-haired sheriff was sitting behind his desk reading a newspaper.

He noticed someone coming and put down the newspaper in his hand: "This is the Chino Police Station, are you people in the wrong place?" ”

"Sheriff Yaz, excuse me."

"Who are you?"

"Banshee Town Police Department, Lux Hood."

Hood stepped forward and held out his hand to him: "Nice to meet you." ”

Sergeant Yaz sat up a little straighter, ignoring the outstretched palm, "Sheriff Hood, you were the one who arrested the bastard who killed Corriry, right?" ”

Corrier is the Indian girl who was killed when she was dating Rebecca's brother Solomon.

Hood withdrew his hand in a wrenching manner and leaned against the table beside him:

"I'm surprised you actually know about this, it seems that you are too lazy to help."

"It happened in your jurisdiction, what does it have to do with me?" Sergeant Yaz picked up the glass of water and said meaningfully:

"I'm just minding my own business."

"That's what I'm here for." Hood said with a solemn face:

"Cheton Ritstone and the Red Bones have robbed a military vehicle at the Genoa base."

"They stole a lot of arms, and now these guns are in the Chino Residency, I wonder if it's a matter of your jurisdiction?"

Sergeant Yaz took a sip of his coffee and put his cup down:

"It sounds like a military issue."

Hood stood up and unceremoniously pulled over a chair and sat down in front of him:

"It's highly likely that guns will appear in Banshee Town, so it's become my problem, and that's why I'm here today."

Sheriff Yaz didn't think about it, and said impatiently:

"I'm sorry, I don't know where Cheton Ritterstone is, but don't worry, I'll keep an eye on it."

"You're going to keep an eye on it?"

Hood finally understood what Brock meant by "diligence", and he sneered, "Actually, you don't care at all, do you?" ”

Sheriff Yaz shrugged, looking like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

"Well, thank you for your time."

Hood waved his hand and stood up to leave.

He was more diligent than a fake sheriff, and he suddenly felt bored.

"Wait a minute, Sergeant Hood."

Unexpectedly, Yaz stopped him at this time:

"Out of politeness, I'll call you Sheriff, even though here you are nothing."

Jaz held the table with both hands and slowly stood up:

"Next time, let me find out that you went to the residency without permission to engage in trouble, and I will immediately report it to the Bureau of Indian Affairs and let you know what trouble is."

He looked at Ethan and Brock again, and stretched out his hand to threaten:

"And you two bastards, don't let me see you in the residency again, I don't mind handcuffing you."

Ethan raised an eyebrow at his threat and shook his head with a smile.

"What are you laughing at, little white face."

Yaz looked unhappy and stared at him fiercely.

"It's okay, I see, Sheriff Yaz."

Ethan put away his smile and solemnly called him the sheriff.

Jaz enjoyed the sensation of holding them with ease, and he nodded in satisfaction as he picked up the newspaper:

"Alright, get out of my police station."

Amy, who was standing behind him, shrugged her shoulders silently, indicating that she had already reminded her.

Hood didn't bother to talk nonsense with Yaz and turned to leave the Chino police station.

As he walked up to the police car, Hood asked Brock:

"This Yaz, is it a dirty policeman?"

"It's not."

Brockra opened the door: "He just has no ambition, in this place, there is no hope in sight, this kind of person only wants to mess around." ”

"But that Amy King looks quite motivated."

As soon as Amy said this, she walked out of the police station quickly: "I warned you, but you didn't listen. ”

"It's okay, just do your best."

Ethan reached out and shook her hand, "Thank you for your help." ”

"Yaz doesn't want to offend anyone right now, whether it's the Tribal Council or the Red Bones." Amy let go of his hand:

"I'll try to help you find out where Cheton is."

"Okay, thanks."

Ethan looked at her appreciatively, the boss at the head is a big salted fish, and in this environment, he can still maintain his motivation, there are not many people like this.

After they exchanged business cards with each other, Ethan and they drove away.

Although he couldn't find any clues about Cheton, he was able to explain the past to Procott, and the Banshee Town Police Department would not have a reputation for inaction.

In the evening, Ethan hurried home after work.

As soon as he opened the door, his eyes lit up.

Nora wore high heels, a long black dress with diamond earrings hanging from her earlobes, and light makeup.

The whole person looks bright and moving, full of fatal temptation.

The skirt fully shows the advantages of her figure, and it can see Ethan's lower abdomen hot.

Tonight is about the election of the new chief's council, and she can no longer dress as usual, but can only dress up.

Ethan had never seen her dressed in such a feminine manner, and he was suddenly refreshed.

Nora was uncomfortable with him, she hadn't dressed like this in years.

A hint of red flew up her cheeks, and she said in annoyance, "What are you looking at?" ”

"Looking at the most beautiful female chief in the world."

Ethan walked forward quickly, took her into his arms, and kissed her hard.

A minute later, a cough sounded next to me.

"Hurry up."

Ethan then let go of his arms around Nora's thin waist and walked away from her mouth.

He nodded to the side, "Thompson." ”

Thompson sat on the couch beside him, his long black hair neatly combed and equally dressed.

He wears a blue suit and a felt hat at his side.

After all, the Indians also pay attention to keeping up with the times, and in most cases, they only wear some beads with tribal characteristics on their bodies.

Thompson, who had come to Ethan's house for the first time, stood up and looked around, and said complimentally:

"The house is very nice, you are a person who can live."

"Thank you."

The two of them also politely reciprocated, and Thompson's face was full of smiles.

He didn't expect his investment to pay off so quickly, and if they hadn't lied to themselves, he would have been a member of the Standing Committee after tonight.

He was even more envious of the handsome guy in front of him, a small town policeman actually took off the princess of the Langcid family, presumably he could also get a lot of benefits.

If Thompson knew that Ethan would get six percent of the shares by then, his eyes would probably be red with envy.

Ethan patted him on the back and asked with concern:

"Standing Committee Member Thompson, is the injury on your arm healing?"

Thompson was immediately reassured, and despite the pain, he happily raised his arm:

"It's a lot better, thank you for your concern."

The last time Ethan went to assassinate George Hunter, Thompson was also attacked by the Bones, and his arm was grazed by bullets.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and change your clothes."

Nora picked up the dust bag on the sofa: "This is the ready-to-wear I bought for you, hurry up and take a shower and change it." ”

Originally, Ethan didn't want to show his face, but Nora was not at ease and insisted on him going.

The commissioners were allowed to bring an unarmed bodyguard into the venue, and Ethan played the role of a bodyguard this time.

It's okay to be in the past yourself to make sure things go smoothly.

Ethan picked up the dust bag and was about to go inside, when he suddenly remembered something and looked back at Thompson:

"Sergeant Carl Jaz of the Chino Police Department, whose man is it?"

The Chino Police Department is a power department, and the sheriff is certainly not enough to see in front of the commissioners, but he is also a powerful person

Thompson, of course, also knew about Carl Jaz, and he sat back on the couch:

"He's George Hunter's man, but after Hunter died, his position was unstable, and he asked me for a drink yesterday, what's wrong?"

Ethan took off his duty belt: "I don't like him, change it." ”

"No problem."

Thompson didn't ask why, he knew the weight of Ethan in Nora's heart, so he naturally agreed.

Nora didn't want to worry about these little things at all, the routine was supposed to be left to Thompson, she just needed to take care of the casino, and that was the most important thing.

The favor was simply sent to the end, and Thompson turned around and asked:

"What do you think of the new sheriff?"

This man is smart, and Ethan likes it.

He took off his coat and casually said, "Just Amy King." ”

Thompson hadn't heard of any Amy King at all, but it didn't matter, as long as things were sorted out in the past few days, this Amy King was the sergeant of the Chino Police Department.

(End of chapter)