It was hard to describe the smell, a mixture of feces, decay, and something else, and it was quite obvious in the open space.
Without looking further, Luke knew that these things came from some black and red liquid on the ground.
He didn't know what it was, but it was in several places, extending far into the woods.
Luke frowned, found a satellite phone from the most luxurious SUV, and ran quickly towards the pickup truck.
After getting in the car, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed to the other side of the lake.
Selina was waiting there alone, and he always felt that something was wrong here.
While driving, he dialed Thomas' number.
After a moment, the call was connected: "Who?"
Luke: "Chief, I'm Luke, I have a problem here..."
I told him what happened tonight as simply as possible. Thomas was silent for a moment: "Where are you now?"
Luke: "I don't know, but we were knocked unconscious and taken away on the road fifty kilometers from Wolfkel, and then we drove for another half an hour or so in the wilderness."
Thomas: "Keep your phone open, I'll call someone over right away."
Luke: "Okay, Chief. Oh, I suspect that the missing couple case we are investigating is also related to these people, and from the tone of those people, it seems that they have done this many times."
Thomas: "... I understand. I will notify the FBI to come together."
Thomas certainly understood why Luke said this.
If it was just a simple case, even if it was a homicide, it should be investigated by Wolfkell's police.
But if it is a serial homicide involving multiple victims, the FBI has the right to intervene.
The advantage of doing this is that even though these people have great power in Wolfkell, they cannot influence the FBI, a national institution.
More importantly, the Houston Police Department has no right to investigate this case. After all, this is not the jurisdiction of the Houston Police Department.
Thomas called the FBI, it must be his connections. Just think about how much help this can give to Luke.
Moreover, Luke had already captured most of the criminals. For the FBI, this case was a great achievement that came naturally to them, so Thomas had the confidence to look for his acquaintances.
This is not Thomas asking for help, but giving credit to the other party. As long as the other party is not stupid, he will definitely come as soon as possible.
Thomas added, "Well, you just said there were seriously injured people there, right?"
Luke was stunned: Did he say that? The seriously injured were probably the game players. The only one who was barely seriously injured was the little boy Bobby. Bob's father had already died of serious injuries.
But he thought about it and immediately understood: "Yes, a high school student was seriously injured and needs immediate treatment."
Thomas: "Okay, I will contact the rescue helicopter from Houston as soon as possible."
Luke: "Thank you, Chief."
Thomas didn't say anything, just hummed and hung up the phone.
He is indeed Robert's best friend! Luke sighed in his heart.
With Thomas's words, the Houston Police Department could legitimately send police officers to follow the rescue helicopter.
This means that Luke must be protected first no matter what.
Putting down the satellite phone in his hand, Luke sped up.
The pickup truck rushed far past where Aisel was. Luke just glanced at it and found that there seemed to be no movement over there, so he continued to move forward.
The same thing happened when I passed by Bobby's place.
For Luke, Selina is the person he needs to ensure safety the most.
Bob had saved two members of his family, and he had done his best.
When they reached the other side of the lake, Luke got out of the car.
There was no road in the woods where he took Selena, and the pickup truck couldn't drive in, so they had to walk.
At this time, two police cars also drove over from the other side of the lake.
They didn't flash their lights or sound their sirens, but Luke heard them coming.
He could only stop, stand beside the car and look at the police car.
Two police cars stopped over there and one person got out of each.
An old policeman in his forties spoke up: "We are from the Wolfkell Police Department. Stop and don't move, or we will shoot."
Luke was helpless.
He couldn't just shoot the two policemen to death, and the woods were still some distance away. After coming back with Selena in his arms, would he have to engage in another gunfight with the two policemen
He was not afraid of losing, but he was afraid that if he killed the two policemen, he would be in big trouble.
"I'm Detective Luke Coulson from the Houston West District Police Department. I sent a request for assistance to the Wolfkell Police Department yesterday," he said.
The two policemen looked at each other and said, "Put down your guns and let us confirm your identity."
Luke frowned, "I need to go save my partner, she's still alone in the woods."
The old policeman said, "I'm Wolfeker's Sheriff Brown York, and this is Deputy Sheriff Crewe Nicholas. If you're a detective here to assist in the investigation, you should know us, right?"
Luke looked at the two of them for a moment, and finally threw the m1911 in his hand aside.
"There's one more." Kru said.
Luke slowly pulled the Beretta out from under his armpit, just holding it in his hand, and threw it three meters away.
The two policemen looked at each other and slowly approached.
Luke said, "Why did you guys get here?"
Brown looked calm and answered as he walked: "We received a call saying there was gunfire, so we rushed over."
Luke said, "Where is this place? My partner and I were knocked unconscious and brought here. We don't even know where this is."
"It's about fifty kilometers away from Wolfkel." Kru answered casually.
Luke: "Oh, there are seriously injured people here who need to be taken away as soon as possible. How long will it take to get to the highway?"
Crewe: "It's another 20 minutes to drive from here to the highway."
Luke narrowed his eyes and suddenly rolled out.
But the two policemen opposite him seemed to have the same idea. When they walked about ten meters away from him, they suddenly pulled out their guns and started shooting.
Bang bang bang bang!
Luke felt his left arm go numb, followed by a sharp pain.
He couldn't help but groan, but his body did not stop moving. He grabbed the Beretta on the ground beside him while rolling.
Snap! Snap!
The two policemen fell to the ground.
These two policemen were simply courting death by daring to engage in a shooting match with Luke within ten meters.
Although Luke lost the initiative and had no gun in his hand, his strength and reaction speed were enough to make it difficult for the opponent to lock on him.
The only thing he miscalculated was that Deputy Sheriff Kru's shooting skills were surprisingly poor. The bullet was clearly a miss, but it happened to hit Luke's left arm as he moved too quickly.
Luke ignored the severe pain in his left arm, his face grim, and walked over with a gun in hand: "Whoever dares to hold a gun in his hand, I will blow his head off with the next shot."
(I saw some book friends say that it is uncomfortable to read the updates intermittently, so starting from tomorrow, the first update will be at 11:05, and two consecutive updates will be at 19:00 and 19:05. You don’t have to stay up late to wait for the updates in the early morning.)