The two policemen decisively dropped their guns.
Just now it was one against two, and Luke didn't even have a gun in his hand, so they both pounced in seconds.
Now they were shot in the abdomen and thighs, and the other party's guns were pointed at their heads. Anyone who wanted to resist was a fool.
Besides, Luke is a policeman. He wouldn't kill policemen indiscriminately like them.
As long as they don't die here, they have a thousand ways and means to escape the crime of attacking Luke afterwards.
After all, Luke now has neither a police uniform nor a police badge.
This is not Houston, but Wolfkell, their territory.
Luke didn't waste any words with the two men. He just took out the handcuffs and handcuffed them into a car.
The handcuffed position was of course the safety armrest on the co-pilot's side, and the other hand was left for them to cover their wounds.
If these two guys could pull the armrest apart even with injuries, Luke would accept it.
What? They can't cover two wounds with one hand? Then stretch your fingers as far as possible and see if you can cover two bullet holes at the same time.
If you can't hold it back, then die.
Of course, the car keys were not left in the car for them. They were simply pulled out and thrown into the woods.
Everything just happened extremely quickly.
Luke was already on high alert, and even when he saw the police car, he was still suspicious.
However, he did recognize what Sheriff Brown looked like because he saw his photo in the assistance notice.
It was for this reason that he dropped his weapon.
But when the two men came closer, their hands were still on the gun handles at their waists.
But if they were really alert, they should have drawn their guns and pointed them at him as they got out of the car.
The two men, however, put their hands on the gun handles and slowly moved closer in a surrounding position. This was very wrong.
Luke's throwing of the gun and asking questions were also to test the two men. If he didn't throw the gun, he would have to remain in a stalemate with the two men.
He also chose the place where he threw the gun so that he could pick it up after rolling over.
When he heard Deputy Sheriff Crewe's answer later, he knew there was a problem.
This place is fifty kilometers away from Wolfkel. It takes more than twenty to thirty minutes to drive here on the highway at night.
He didn't think the two sheriffs would dare to drive more than a hundred yards and speed all the way here in the middle of the night.
The highway is still some distance from here, which means that even if the two really rushed over after receiving the alarm call in Wolfkell, it would take about an hour.
At this moment, less than ten minutes had passed since Luke heard the first gunshot.
Are these two sheriffs superhuman? They flew from Wolfkor to this remote place in just ten minutes and found this place accurately.
Clearly, there was something wrong with these two sheriffs.
The reason they didn't draw their guns and point them at him right away was because they wanted him to put down the gun, and then they would get within ten meters and kill Luke.
Little did they know that by dropping the gun, Luke was luring them into action.
Luke dealt with the two malicious sheriffs and then picked up the satellite phone.
I dialed Thomas' number and the call was answered almost immediately.
He said, "Chief, two policemen just came, claiming to be Sheriff Brown York and Deputy Sheriff Crew Nicholas of Wolfkle. After I revealed my identity and dropped my weapon, they immediately shot at me. I suspect they are related to the kidnappers and are here to silence me."
Thomas: “What?” He didn’t know how to complain.
This young man Luke looks like a sunny and amiable person. Why does he always encounter such bad luck
Thomas didn't hesitate: "I will explain this to the detectives and the FBI who supported you in the past. You didn't kill them, did you?" If you killed them, it would be really troublesome.
Luke: "No, I just injured them, Chief. I still have to find Selina. She's still hiding in the woods from being hunted down."
Thomas: “…be careful.”
Luke hung up the phone and checked the injury on his left arm.
It's not a big problem, the bullet just penetrated the muscle and the bullet didn't remain in the body.
He used the ready-made bandage in the pickup to wrap the wound tightly. This was all he could do for now.
While treating his wounds, he picked up the two discarded pistols and put them back into the holsters, then ran into the jungle.
The sheriff and the deputy sheriff were confused: What's going on? We almost beat you to death, and you just walked away like this
Luke ran faster and faster.
This time he was alone, and it only took him two minutes to reach the underground pit where Selina was.
After calling Selina's name softly twice, he leaned over to look.
He didn't want to be shot in the head by Selina's spear gun.
But when he looked up, his face darkened.
Selena was gone.
At the same time, he smelled a familiar strange smell.
He frowned and looked around quickly, and finally saw a pool of black and red liquid on the edge of the pit.
This thing is exactly the same as the puddles of stuff on the ground on the host's side on the other side of the lake, especially the stench, which is so unique.
Luke had a gloomy face as he pulled down the night vision goggles he had not been wearing, put them on tightly, and quickly followed the dark red liquid.
After running more than a hundred meters, he saw a long stick-like object. It was the spear gun he left for Selina for self-defense.
The harpoon was still connected to a rope, and a crossbow arrow on the rope was covered with a black and red liquid, which smelled the same as the liquid that had been used before.
Not far from the speargun, a downward hole appeared.
Luke took a quick look and quickly found a piece of rag and a shoe at the entrance of the cave.
The rags were the remains of the T-shirt he had used to wrap Selena's feet, and the shoes he had just taken off someone else's feet and put on hers.
Luke took a deep breath, put his shoes to the right of the cave entrance, then took out his Beretta and went into the narrow and dark cave.
The cave was very narrow, and Luke couldn't even squat to move forward, so he could only crawl.
After climbing diagonally downward for more than ten meters, the terrain changed and a slightly wider cave appeared in front of him.
Luke moved slowly and listened carefully to what was happening inside.
There was no sound.
He slowly crawled out of the passage, squinting his eyes and looking around.
He was not a geologist and could not determine what kind of terrain this was, but it was a place similar to a cave or a crack.
The good news is that there's nothing here to sneak up on him.
The bad news is, there's nothing here, including Selena.
Luke was hunched over, holding a gun in his right hand and had already pulled out a dagger with his left hand. The matte-finished blade blended in with the dark cave.
He used his left hand, which was holding the knife, to support his right hand, which was holding the gun. The gun was close to his face, forming a straight line with his right eye. His feet moved quickly and meticulously.
Try not to make any noise and keep each step as steady as possible.