The Dodge Challenger's engine vibrates slightly.

The gust of wind also caused the branches and leaves on the treetops to rattle.

Yoyo's words were still echoing in the car, and Ethan's fingers tapping the steering wheel stopped, looking like he was frightened, but he was indeed a little frightened, and he didn't expect the other party to say such a thing.

Actually, to be honest, it's very abrupt.

Very abrupt.

Even between acquaintances, this kind of discourse is tentative, not as direct as her.

Ethan frowned, and his gaze fell on the rest of the female patrolman, the belt, pockets, and tied hair, not missing an inch, but the town police uniform was already a little loose and bloated.

I can't tell if there's something hidden.

"Don't worry."

Noticing that he was looking up and down, Cruz stood up with a cigarette in his mouth.

She slapped her body generously and turned around to show the other party: "If I have a bugging device or recording equipment on my body and try to disadvantage you, you can kill me." ”

"Based on your track record, it's not a hard thing for you to do."

"I knew I was being too direct."

Cruz shook his head and smiled: "But sometimes it's not a bad thing to be direct, at least it proves my sincerity." ”

"Why?"

Ethan pursed his lips and flicked the ash away.

Anyway, it's taciturn, listen to what the other party has to say first.

Then see how the other party does it.

"I love money very much." Cruz flicked the cigarette butt off the air and clasped his belt with both hands: "Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to like me, and always likes to slip away from me." ”

"And you!"

She looked at Ethan with shining eyes: "A young mayor in his twenties, a rich man with a strong net worth." ”

"Whatever you're going to do, whatever you're going to do."

"I think it's a smart choice to bet on you."

Although this is only a town, it is also a large town with a resident population of several thousand, and the United States does not say that if you become an official, you can't do business, as long as you play within the rules, you can invest as much as you want.

American townships are generally self-governing as well.

Similar to the feeling of squire management, since the term of office of most local officials is also unlimited, a large number of local wealthy families were born.

Governors who have served several terms are everywhere.

Senators for decades are not uncommon, and it is not surprising that Lao Tzu died and his son was on top.

These powerful families will naturally use their influence to extend their tentacles to all corners and earn profits in various industries, and this means can amplify their influence and form a positive cycle.

The hundred-year-old family has actually accumulated in this way.

Perhaps in the eyes of this policewoman, she also belongs to that class of people, and she is in the initial stage.

Someone will definitely need help.

And whether she wants to get on the boat, or earn three melons and two dates on herself, it is a good choice, and she will make a steady profit.

To be able to say such things is to pull your face down.

"I'm sorry~"

Ethan smiled faintly and smoked a cigarette without a puff: "I've got some things to do, Officer Cruz, can I go?" ”

What the other party doesn't know is that he is not short of people.

Even if it is an important person.

Nor will it be this way.

found someone like this inexplicably, to be honest, Ethan didn't dare to use it, especially when she showed that for the sake of profit, she could follow herself for money, and naturally she could sell herself for money.

At this time, Ethan's Eastern thinking completely prevailed.

I don't like people who are too utilitarian.

"Huh?"

Cruz was obviously a little stunned, he didn't expect that he would be rejected by the other party after saying this.

"You don't believe me?"

She grabbed her belt with both hands, her slender eyebrows furrowed.

"Of course not." Ethan flicked his cigarette butt and laughed, and then lit the watch on his wrist: "It's just that I have something to do now, so let's talk another day, I'm very sorry!" ”

"I'll think about it, thank you very much for trusting me."

After all, the other party is releasing good intentions, and there is no need to reject others bluntly, and he can't offend her like that, but although the words are very subtle, the meaning of the refusal is obvious enough that anyone can hear it.

"Okay!"

Cruz squeezed out a smile and stepped out of the way.

After such a small episode, the Dodge Challenger returned to the road and drove forward in a faint white smoke.

Looking at the departing vehicle, the policewoman narrowed her eyes.

She sighed after a long time.

He returned to the patrol car with his legs in motion, and slammed the door slammed shut, as if he was unwilling.

The police car roared and quickly turned around.

The throttle made a sensation, and he drove depressedly in the opposite direction that Ethan left,

Looking at the policewoman standing unwillingly on the side of the road in the rearview mirror, Ethan smiled dumbly, the feeling of being treated as a thigh by others is really good.

At least in the eyes of others, he is a potential stock.

In fact, he really lacks a black glove, especially the one in the town police uniform.

There are such people to help.

You may be able to do something unexpected at some point.

Although Bunker is on his side, he will help himself unconditionally with some things, but it is only for the Aryan Brotherhood, and if he really wants to do some other black work, this guy is definitely unwilling.

It's just that Cruz came too directly, too simply and crudely.

He always had concerns in his mind.

Stepping on the accelerator, Ethan pulled out his phone, swiped the address book with one hand, and found Bunker's phone to call.

"Mr. Morgan."

A calm voice sounded on the other side, with a hint of wind.

He held the steering wheel with one hand and slowed down: "Bunker, are you comfortable talking?" ”

"Hmm."

Bunker let out a muffled snort, his voice a little happy: "I'm patrolling alone, are you back in Banshee Town?" ”

"I'm sorry."

"I haven't had any useful clues lately."

"It's okay, that kind of thing can't be rushed." Ethan comforted the other party, and then said, "You help me investigate someone, and I want to get all her information." ”

"Who?"

"Cruz."

"Huh?"

The name was obviously unexpected.

"That's right, it's your colleague." Ethan's tone was calm, and his fingers tapped on the steering wheel: "I don't mean anything else, I just want to understand this person clearly, can you do it for me?" ”

"Of course."

After a few seconds of silence, Bunker muffled back, "Evening, wait for my call." ”

Out of trust in him.

Even though he didn't know what to do, Bunker nodded in agreement.

"Thank you."

After expressing his gratitude, Ethan hung up the phone.

No matter what purpose Cruz came with her, since she was interested in herself, it was natural to find out her details as soon as possible.

She came in that simple and crude way.

Then you have to be simple and rude, and don't be rude.

He happily hung up the phone and slammed the throttle down, and the Dodge challenger rushed forward like an arrow from a string.

(End of chapter)