286 Reception

Ethan walked up to Emmett and grinned.

"Bang."

Emmett didn't know what to say and slammed Ethan in the chest.

"Ahh

Ethan reached out to cover his chest with a pained expression: "Please, it's too hard." ”

"Really?"

Emmett was overwhelmed and scratched her head.

"Haha."

Siobhan burst out laughing, "He's lying to you, bastard." ”

Bunker was stunned for a moment with Emmett, and then saw Ethan's evil smile on his face, and also smiled and let go of the hand that was holding the duty belt.

Emmett breathed a sigh of relief and turned her face back.

"Just a joke."

Ethan smiled and took out the box that was clipped to his arm, and reached out to hand it to Emmett: "This is the birth gift I promised you for your son." ”

"Thank you." Emmett reached out and took it, casually on the table to the side:

"Are you sure you want to go?"

"Yes."

Emmett didn't ask why, in his opinion, Ethan was a good friend of his own, and he would support whatever decision he made.

He only took two steps forward, ignored the pain in his arm, raised his hands, and gave Ethan a big hug.

The wide palm made Ethan's back crackle, and Ethan grimaced at Siobhan, and the slapping was much more painful than just now.

When he let go of his hand, Ethan raised an eyebrow:

"Aren't you going to take a look at what I have in store for you?"

"Is that okay?" Emmett picked up the box.

"Of course."

I gave this gift myself just to see Emmett's surprised expression, why not let him open it on the spot.

Emmett took the scissors from Bunker and opened the box in two or three clicks.

He reached inside and pulled out a football ball in a clear plastic display box.

"Thanks, but I can't ask for it, it's too precious."

Emmett hurriedly handed the gift back, and he recognized it at a glance as an NFL game ball, a few hundred dollars, and he himself usually used dozens of dollars for training balls at home.

Ethan reached out and pushed over: "You can take a good look at it again." ”

Emmett held up the football ball in his hand in confusion and found a signature on it.

"Vince Pappel."

Emmett's expression was completely frozen, and he quickly blinked his eyes, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Seeing him like this, Ethan smiled with satisfaction.

Emmett is a fan of the Philadelphia Eagles, and he should really like this gift.

"Glory comes from perseverance, and tenacity is the best quality of a man." Emmett muttered the words silently, her eyes moistened.

Now it made Ethan at a loss, and hurriedly said:

"Dude, what's wrong with you?"

Emmett looked up and smiled:

"That's what my dad used to tell me, Vince Papel was his favourite player and got him through the darkest period of his life."

"I've been a fan of the Eagles since I was a kid under his leadership, but unfortunately I didn't get the chance to play for the Eagles."

"If you like it."

Ethan breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't expect to have a relationship with his old father.

Emmett's expression struggled for a moment, but he still handed the rugby back steadily:

"It's too expensive for me to take it."

"Please, I've been looking for a long time." Ethan punched him in the chest: "We are friends, this is a blessing to your son, it cannot be measured by money." ”

"Take it."

Siobhan also stood up to help: "You know Ethan doesn't care about this. ”

"Okay."

Emmett nodded heavily, gripping the box tightly.

Ethan looked to the side, and Bunker straightened his waist with a very serious expression.

"Don't let the past affect you."

"I know."

Although they have known each other for a few days, Bunker has been impressed by Ethan, and he only regrets his departure.

"Alright, let's go." Siobhan grabbed the car keys.

After Ethan and Alma said goodbye, they strode out of the police station, the sun shining warmly on their bodies, and when they turned around, several people from the police station were standing in the doorway.

Ethan smiled and waved his hand: "Go back, I'm just leaving, and I'm not out of Banshee Town anymore." ”

Brock touched his bright head and led the way back to the police station.

After glancing at the four big words "CADI" on the red brick exterior wall, Ethan pulled the car door.

After returning home, Ethan looked at the police car in the distance and threw the keys in his hand.

There is still a little formalities for resignation, which are all handed over to Siobhan to help handle, and he is now light.

I'm used to the life of being on duty every day, and now I don't know what to do for a while.

After standing on the porch for a while, he returned to his room and fell asleep on the bed.

The alarm clock went off, and he rubbed his eyes and looked out the window.

It was already dark, and the night wind was blowing the treetops.

There was one more important thing to do tonight, he had taken a shower and changed into the suit Nora had bought last time.

After getting dressed, I went to the bathroom.

Grabbing his short black hair back with the wax, Ethan made a satisfied gesture of shooting at the mirror.

People are handsome, no matter how you get them, they are handsome.

Got on his 1970 Black Dodge Challenger, slammed the throttle twice, and the car sped off to the outside.

After more than ten minutes, the speed of the car slowed down.

There was a long queue in front of them, and luxury cars were slowly driving towards the big villa in front of them.

Tonight was a welcome reception for the new chieftain of the Chino tribe, and the neighborhood was full of heads and faces.

Ethan's muscle car is particularly conspicuous in this place, but it is a handsome person who is seen driving, and from time to time a beautiful woman lowers the window and throws a wink.

On their side, there are professional party companies.

As long as you can afford the price, it is very easy to prepare a large cocktail party.

Ethan drove the car to the door of the villa, and the waiter, who was in charge of parking, walked up quickly, took the car keys and tips in his hand, and drove the car away.

This culture of tipping confused him when he first crossed over, but now he has gotten used to it.

Straightening his clothes, Ethan strode up the steps.

This is the villa left behind by Nora's father, Benjamin Langcid, who moved back when Nora became chief.

Ethan was also here for the first time, saying that it was a villa, but it was actually a luxurious residence made up of two or three small brick and stone buildings.

Procout's villa is a new level compared to here.

It's no wonder Nora doesn't like to come back to live, her house is now full of a few people, and it's too empty, including the guards and servants.

But now, it's a lot of fun.

In the entrance hall, there is a small band, and the melodious sound of violins echoes in the room.

The people who walked around the house were well-dressed, and they gathered in twos and threes to talk.

There were those like him who wore suits and evening dresses, and there were those who wore traditional Indian costumes.

Most people have champagne glasses in their hands, and whether they drink it or not, they always pretend to be.

Ethan, who was thirsty now, saw the waiter walk by, carrying a glass of champagne from the tray in his hand, and walking up the stairs beside him.

(End of chapter)