It turned out that these naughty kids were misled by the blood-stained clothes left by Annie, and followed the path to find her.
They were familiar with the area and knew that apart from the hotel, this was the only place with people.
They searched the hotel and found traces of Steve and his companions leaving. With the help of the blood-stained clothes, they came to this villa.
After discovering Wade Davis, they were panicked and angry and believed that Wade had hidden Steve and the others.
Not only did Steve discover the weeds they were secretly growing, but he was also stabbed one by one by them and seriously injured.
They couldn't let Steve and Jenny go.
So they tied Wade up again and interrogated him.
What happened to Steve happened again to Wade.
When Luke had almost finished asking, the kid asked in a daze, "Can you take me to the hospital? I feel so cold."
Luke sighed and shook his head: "There's no need for that. You won't make it out of the hospital alive."
The kid looked confused: "Ah?"
Luke: "You're bleeding a lot, and it'll take at least an hour to get to the hospital from here."
Despair flashed in the kid's eyes: "Help, help me! Please, please."
Luke was silent for a moment, then asked, "When you tied people up and cut them with knives, they also wanted to live, right?"
The kid looked terrified: "No, we didn't mean to do that, we were just, just scared..."
Luke sighed and stood up: "In your next life, remember to be a good boy."
At this moment, the naughty boy's breathing also stopped.
"So, you really won't live that long." He muttered as he looked at the naughty boy's body.
From the questioning just now, Luke has determined that these naughty kids just want to kill people to silence them.
They have set up a weed-growing site nearby, which is why they often come here to camp.
In fact, they come to the fields regularly to harvest weeds and sell them.
Steve and his friend broke into the place where they were growing weeds because they were asking for their car.
In other words, these naughty kids are already a group of weed dealers.
Luke didn't kill them himself, which was considered as... giving face to Jason.
Of the other two children who were shot, one was hit in the head and died on the spot.
The other one was more seriously injured than the last one, and was already dead when Luke came in.
So, there are no living people here anymore.
Luke figured out the whole series of events, got up and went out, quickly cleaned up some scenes in the woods, and then returned to the Eden Lake Camp.
Sitting on the porch of the cabin, he drank the hot coffee he had just made from the kitchen and watched the steel cable outside the house move from time to time.
The surrounding mountains and forests were as dark as ink, the wind and rain continued, and lightning occasionally streaked across the night sky, but Luke's heart was calm.
Two hours later, several bright car lights cut through the rain curtain and quickly approached the wooden house.
Luke stood up and went back into the house.
Several people got out of four black SUVs. One of them knocked on the door and said, "Detective Luke Coulson?"
Luke stood up and said, "Come in, the door is not locked."
The man in black combat uniform walked in and looked at Luke for a while before taking out his ID and handing it over: "FBI, we have been notified to take over the "target" you found."
Luke took the ID and after looking at it carefully, he realized that these people were not from FBI Division 17, but from a branch called the Joint Advanced Research Group.
He handed back his ID. "Agent Flagg, he's outside. I've got him tied up with wire cables."
Agent Flagg nodded, "Thank you very much for your cooperation."
Luke hummed and reminded, "You guys have to be careful. Ordinary guns have little effect on him. I can only trap him with a steel cable."
Flagg laughed, full of confidence: "Don't worry, Detective Luke, we are professionals."
Luke also laughed: "That's good. I thought it was Branch 17 that came this time. They have more experience in dealing with this kind of thing."
Flag was stunned for a moment: "Seventeenth Division?"
Luke still smiled: "Yes, Team Leader Wells and I have worked together twice. He is a good guy."
Flagg's smile faded, and he stared at him for a moment before he said, "That would be much more convenient."
He took out a document from the backpack behind him: "Confidentiality Agreement, do you understand?"
Luke took it and quickly glanced through it. The content was similar to the several SHIELD agreements he had signed before, nothing special about it.
He took out a pen, signed his name, and handed it back. "The crime scene is across the lake, in a small villa behind the hill. The victims include several camping kids and several Los Angeles County police officers. In addition, there was a criminal who was suspected of killing a police officer and escaping, and was also killed by that thing outside. I need the news of this criminal's death to close the case. Is that okay?"
Flagg put away the documents and said casually, "We will take over the investigation. I will send you a case report in a few days."
After he finished speaking, he remembered that the young detective had just mentioned the 17th Branch and Team Leader Wells.
After a pause, Flagg added, "According to the report, the dead here were all killed by bandits of unknown origin. Do you understand?"
Luke smiled and nodded to show that he understood.
Everything is subject to that notice, and what is mentioned in the notice is the official conclusion.
He didn't care much about the follow-up, as long as the police murder case was settled.
The point is, he wanted to spread the news of Wade Davis' death.
At that time, it was unknown how long the Wolf-Aisworth real estate company could survive.
Luke is waiting to see what happens.
An hour later, Luke drove his pickup truck back to the motel near the hospital.
After getting out of the car and going upstairs, he glanced at the surprised innkeeper and smiled at him.
The innkeeper shuddered and felt a little uneasy.
After Luke went upstairs, the innkeeper hesitated for a while and dialed a number, but... no one answered.
He was worried and thought nervously for a moment before calling the police: "Hello, I have a suspect here..."
A few minutes later, the innkeeper put down the phone in astonishment, the operator's answer echoing in his mind: "... You don't have a record of the county police on duty, please stop making harassing calls, this is an emergency line. If you occupy it again, we will record it and send you a ticket."
Innkeeper: …
Thinking back to Luke's half-smile when he went upstairs just now, he felt as if he was involved in some dangerous incident.
Luke returned to his room and knocked on the door: "Annie, it's me."
There were hurried footsteps, and the door opened. Annie looked panicked: "You, why are you back? There were a few policemen looking for you just now. Hide quickly, don't let them find you..."