It takes a few minutes to finish the warm storage.

The other party's parents are still downstairs, and it is impossible to really do anything.

Ethan also checked the things in the other party's room generously, and when Alice was not paying attention, he quietly opened some drawers, but he didn't find any objects related to art students.

Books, related patterns.

There's nothing, and it's not at all compatible with white supremacy, but Sakura's manga books are all over the place, and there are a few big bikachus at the bedside.

It's a completely different thing from the people in the fraternity who I've come into contact with.

If it was really her, it would be impossible to hide it so well without knowing that it had been exposed.

More or less, it will show a little bit of horse's feet.

Alice lay on her bed, her two white legs constantly swaying up and down, and carefully looked at the photo album spread on it, which were all photos of her junior high and high school.

looked at it, and smirked a few times from time to time.

This carefree appearance made Ethan completely dispel the idea that the other party might be undercover.

The white supremacist group is more or less extreme, and there is a resentful anger in their bones that doesn't happen to an innocent person.

Ethan was secretly relieved to this.

"Hey~"

He picked up a manga in surprise: "You also like to watch Dragon Ball?" ”

"Also?"

Alice turned her head and blinked, "You actually know Dragon Ball, who do you like the most?" ”

"Android 18!"

Ethan flipped through a few pages at random and gave his own answer.

"Man!"

The little girl pursed her lips.

didn't expect the other party to have the same preferences as herself, so she quickly sat up again and excitedly discussed the plot in the comics.

It wasn't until there was a shout downstairs that I realized I had been up there for a long time.

The two hurriedly helped each other tidy up their clothes and make sure that there were no mistakes, and then they went downstairs seriously, and from time to time they talked a few words about the house, so as not to be seen by old Roger.

Originally, when he heard the other party say pork knuckle, Ethan thought it was a strange practice.

When he sat down at the table, his eyes lit up.

It was a whole elbow with a belt bone, which was baked to a golden skin, and the table knife scraped it and made a rustling sound, and the state of roasting it alone made his saliva secrete.

Served with potato balls on the side and a layer of sauce on the plate.

"Mr. Morgan."

Old Roger tied the napkin to his chest and opened the whiskey with a smile: "This is the traditional food of Roger's family, it is not too elaborate plating, but the taste is first-class, I hope you can enjoy it." ”

This sentence is not exquisite, but it is not wrong.

Everyone has roasted elbows in front of them, and what stands out is a heroism.

It's no wonder that Alice is so energetic when she tosses up, growing up from eating steak elbows, can she be energetic!

"Trust me."

Ethan picked up the whiskey handed by Alice, smiled at Madame Roger, and said, "I will enjoy this dinner very much, eating happily is the most important thing, I am an absolute meat eater." ”

"Thank you very much for preparing such a sumptuous dinner for me."

He is very conscious of eating white food, and the kind words that don't want money are constantly spilled out, making Roger and his wife laugh constantly.

The clinking of glasses sounded.

The rich aroma of the whisky, combined with the crispy and delicious skin and juicy roast elbow with soft and juicy meat, made Ethan praise again and again, and the knife and fork were constantly waving.

With a high probability of ruling out Alice's suspicion, Ethan enjoyed the meal with peace of mind.

The next day.

Since it seems unlikely that it will be Alice, the next target falls to Cruz.

The tall, unruly policewoman.

If it's this guy, then Watts's capital is big enough, and he would rather use one of his younger brother's legs and successive conflicts in exchange for his trust.

This bitter meat trick can be regarded as powerful enough.

But everything remains to be verified.

After finishing the matter in the afternoon, he decisively grabbed his mobile phone and sent a text message to the policewoman, without saying anything, just an address.

The Dodge challenger roared away from town hall and toward the shore.

Ten minutes later, the vehicle stopped by the lake.

The sun is blazing.

Ethan sat down on a large rock with a cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, where the waves were sparkling, a flock of waterfowl hovering in the blue sky, aquatic plants swaying in the wind, and a few wild ducks swimming out of it.

The water splashed and the red-tailed carp leaped from the lake.

He threw his body and fell.

Smash the golden surface of the water to pieces.

In front of him was a large expanse of grass that looked like a carpet, and if it were on the outskirts of Chicago, it would have to be crowded with sunbathers.

"Boom~"

The engine roared.

Break the silence.

A patrol car from the Banshee Town Police Department, swaying towards the shore, slowly came to a stop next to the Dodge Challenger.

"Mr. Morgan."

The car door closed, Cruz adjusted the position of his duty belt, and strode over with a ponytail: "Why is it about such a remote place, is there anything that can help?" ”

When she spoke, the policewoman's tone was slightly excited.

It's a few hundred meters away from the road, and it's really hard to find if you're not familiar with the town.

But that's not a problem for the patrolman.

Cruz walked up to Ethan and looked at him expectantly, being able to make an appointment in such a private place proved that he had some private things to talk to him, no matter what it was, it was what he wanted.

Quietly looking at the lake, Ethan smoked a cigarette without a puff.

Didn't pay attention to her.

Puffs of smoke drifted away with the lake breeze.

The next thing to do, if the other party is not an undercover agent, it is a bit inferior, so there is some hesitation.

Seeing this, Cruz didn't say anything.

She also felt that it was not good to look down on the mayor sitting on the stone like this, so she simply sat down on the grass and looked at the lake with her, and sometimes it was good to stop and look at the scenery.

The lake was completely quiet, and the breeze carried her hair from her ears.

Scratching his cheeks.

"Whew~"

Exhaling the last puff of smoke, Ethan pressed the butt of his cigarette against the stone, "Officer Cruz, I appreciate your candor. ”

"And I like your style of doing things very much."

"But there's a problem between us."

"Please."

Cruz's ponytail clicks.

"Trust issues."

Putting the cigarette butt in his pocket, Ethan turned his head to look at the policewoman, "Do you have any good ideas about this?" ”

After a moment of silence, Cruise met his gaze.

"I don't know."

The policewoman shook her head slowly, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth: "But since Mr. Morgan can ask me over, he must have a solution in his heart." ”

Not only can I play.

The brain is quite bright.

To be honest, Ethan quite likes people like her.

But if she hits the idea on herself, the degree of brain brilliance is quite limited.

(End of chapter)