If Sheriff Poker cannot solve the case and asks for outside help, does that mean that the police department he manages is incompetent? Should he retire early
Poker thought about this and nodded. "Let's do it. I'll call Principal Seabury right away and tell him that you are my new nieces and nephews. How about asking him to help you get used to the school environment?"
Luke and the other man smiled and said yes, and expressed their gratitude again.
It is common in the United States for outsiders to move to a place, attend classes at a school for two days, experience the environment and the quality of teaching, and decide whether to go to school there.
The two of them didn't even change their names. It's normal for cousins to have different surnames.
Poker started to make a phone call, and Selina looked at Luke with a smile and said, "Come on, call me sister first."
Luke: "Okay, old-sister!"
There was nothing wrong with the name, but Selina glared at him in dissatisfaction: "Speak properly and don't emphasize the word old, okay?"
"I understand, old-sister! It's okay, old-sister!" Luke continued to act stupidly.
Selina almost wanted to jump up and attack, but Poke turned around and said, "Okay. Luke, Selina, go directly to Principal Sibery. He will make everything convenient for you."
Selina could only give up in disappointment, and the two thanked Sheriff Poke and left.
It would be night before the two would go to Sheriff Poker's house, in the name of visiting an elder, and look through the files there to learn relevant information.
The two arrived at the school and used the identities of Poker's niece and nephew to successfully enter.
There were also several TV interview vehicles surrounding the school, and several field hosts were gesticulating there, which made Luke shake his head inwardly.
This case is really going to become a big deal.
The two found the principal, Sibery, who was obviously also troubled by the murder case, because the two dead students, the suspect, and the girl who escaped were all high school students in his school.
This is a nightmare.
If Poke hadn't personally asked him to take care of the two of them and make things as convenient for them as possible, Sibery wouldn't have taken the time to see them.
After hearing what the two people said, Sibery immediately agreed.
Isn't it just a few days of internship as a physical education teacher and a few days of internship as a class assistant? It's not a formal enrollment, so just a temporary certificate will do.
Sibery called his secretary, gave her a few instructions, and then asked the two to follow her to get temporary documents.
Half an hour later, the two said goodbye to the aunt who helped them prepare their documents, put their documents on their chests, and wandered around the campus.
The two of them were admitted to the school on an experience basis and were not assigned to any classes.
Even Selena doesn't have to teach anyone. She just needs to watch how other teachers teach.
The same is true for Luke, he can attend all the twelfth grade classes.
Of course, no one would care if the two of them wandered around the campus as long as they showed their temporary ID.
Selina was very satisfied with this: "Yeah, dear, you are so smart. This way you have an identity that is not likely to arouse suspicion, and it is also very convenient."
Luke: "What do you want to say?" When someone calls someone dear, he or she usually has something to ask for.
Selina: "Should we eat now?"
Luke looked at the time and saw that it was indeed close to noon.
Just at this moment, the bell rang, and the campus began to boil. Then a large group of students poured out of the teaching building, then they divided into groups of three or five, and finally a few people walked slowly alone.
Luke looked around the teaching building and suddenly nodded: "Let's go, let's go over there to eat."
The two returned to the car and took down a box, which contained a lot of delicious food.
When Luke and his companion left Los Angeles, they made a detour back home, refrigerated everything that could be refrigerated, and packed the extra food from last night into boxes to take away for lunch.
The two walked to a pool opposite the exit of the teaching building, sat there, and each picked up food and started eating.
The pool is more than 20 meters away from the teaching building. The warm sunshine at noon in February makes people feel warm all over.
It is surrounded by lush green trees, interspersed with some early-blooming flowers. In this small town located in a mountain basin, there are many birds singing in the trees from time to time, creating a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.
Luke and Selina also took off their coats, wearing only T-shirts and shirts underneath, looking no different from the students around them.
After school, not everyone goes home.
There are also many students whose parents are busy with work and have no time to cook. Some lazy teachers and their families in the school are also scattered everywhere, each finding a suitable place to eat lunch and chat to kill time.
At the fountain where Luke and his friends were sitting, there were more than a dozen people sitting on the square platform around the pool.
The pools are large and are spaced some distance apart from each other.
On the long side of the pool to Luke's left, there were four students, two boys and two girls, sitting and talking about something.
The expressions of two men and one woman were relatively relaxed, but the expression of one girl did not look very happy.
Selina also noticed the conversation of the people not far away. She looked at Luke and asked him, but he shook his head slightly.
There is no need to ask, just let them chat there and you can hear a lot.
These four people are obviously very familiar friends. They speak very boldly and dare to say anything.
Not long after, Selina glanced at Luke again, meaning: How do you know they would discuss the case here
Luke shrugged and indicated: I don't know, but it doesn't matter.
Among the students, the girl with a gloomy look was Sidney Prescott, who escaped and had just sent her boyfriend Billy to the police detention center.
Moreover, a year ago, it was her testimony that sent another suspect, Cotton, to prison, awaiting the death penalty. The victim that time was her mother.
This girl is the center of this incident.
As for the man and woman who died before, even though the girl Cathy was the niece of Deputy Director Condra, she now seemed more like an appetizer before the killing.
Luke didn't even ask about the girl's parents, even though the mother was Deputy Director Condra's sister.
Because if there really were important clues, the people in the small town police station should have noticed them long ago.
The direction of his investigation was not the words of the victims' families, but real evidence, such as smell.
For Luke, what he fears least is the murderer who commits crimes repeatedly and involves multiple people, because the murderer's smell cannot be hidden from his sensitive sense of smell.
After his strength reached 40 points, all aspects of his physical qualities were greatly enhanced again, and his keen sense of smell also improved. Whether it was sensitivity or accuracy, or the ease with which he could operate it, it was greatly improved.
This so-called serial killer simply can't hide.
For example, the model killer in Las Vegas who had a lot of fun fighting with Old G was eventually discovered by Luke accidentally because both models had her scent.