It's hard to tell what the stench is, the smell of feces, decay and other things mixed together is quite obvious in this open space.
Without looking too much, Luke knew that these things came from some black-red liquid on the ground.
He didn't know what it was, but it was there in several places, and it stretched all the way deep into the woods.
Luke frowned, found a satellite phone from one of the most luxurious off-road vehicles, and ran quickly to the pickup.
After getting in the car, he slammed on the accelerator and rushed across the lake.
There was still Selena waiting there alone, and he always felt that something was wrong here.
While driving, he dialed Thomas' number.
After a while, the call was connected: "Who?"
Luke: "Director, I'm Luke, something's wrong with me..."
Trying to briefly describe what happened tonight, Thomas was silent for a moment: "Where are you now?"
Luke: "I don't know, but we were taken away by someone stunned on the road fifty kilometers away from Wolf Kerr, and we drove for about half an hour in the wilderness."
Thomas: "Keep your phone open. I'll call someone over right away."
Luke: "Okay, Director. Oh, I suspect that the disappearance of the couple we're investigating is also related to these people, and from the tone of those people, it seems that they have done this kind of thing many times."
Thomas: "... I see, I will notify the fbi to come with me."
Thomas certainly understood why Luke said this.
If it's just a simple case, even a homicide, it should be investigated by Wolf Kerr's police.
But if it is a serial murder involving multiple victims, the fbi has the right to intervene.
The advantage of this is that even if these people have a lot of power in Wolf Kerr, they can't affect 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.
The FBI that Thomas found must be related to him. Just think about how much help it can give Luke.
Moreover, Luke had caught more than half of the people. For the FBI, this case was a great contribution to the door. Thomas had the confidence to find 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 said again: "Well, you just said that there are seriously injured people there?"
Luke was stunned: I said this? Those who were seriously injured were probably the group of game players, and the only one who was barely related to serious injuries was Bobby, the little boy. Bob, the father, had been seriously injured and died a long time ago.
But when he turned his head, he immediately understood: "Yes, a high school student was seriously injured and needs immediate treatment."
Thomas: "Okay, my side will contact the rescue helicopter in Houston as soon as possible."
Luke: "Thank you, Director."
Thomas didn't say anything, just hummed and hung up the phone.
It really is Robert's old iron! Luke sighed in his heart.
If Thomas said this, then the Houston Police Department could justifiably send police officers to follow the rescue helicopter.
This means that no matter what, Luke must be protected first.
Putting down the satellite phone in his hand, Luke speeded up.
The pickup truck rushed past where Aisel was, and Luke just glanced at it, and continued to move forward when he saw that there seemed to be no movement there.
It was the same when passing by Bobby's place.
For Luke, Selena is the person he most needs to ensure safety.
For Bob's family, he has done his utmost to save two of them.
After driving to the other side of the lake, Luke got out of the car.
The woods he sent Selena to had no roads, and the pickup truck couldn't get 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 had already heard them coming.
He could only stop, stand by the car, and look at the police car.
Two police cars over there stopped, and one person got off each.
An old policeman in his forties said: "We are from the Wolf Kerr Police Department. Stop and don't move, or we will shoot."
Luke was helpless.
He couldn't directly kill the two policemen, and there was still a distance in the woods. After returning with Selina in his arms, would he have to fight these two policemen again
He is not afraid of losing, but he is afraid that killing these two policemen will cause serious trouble.
"I'm the Houston West District Police Department, Detective Luke Coulson. I just sent an investigation assistance notice to the Wolf Kerr Police Department yesterday." He said.
The two police officers looked at each other: "Put down the gun, let us identify you."
Luke frowned: "I'm going to rescue my partner, she's still alone in the woods."
The old policeman said, "I'm Wolf Kerr's Sheriff Brown-York, and this is Deputy Sheriff Crewe-Nicholas. If you're the police detective who came to assist in the investigation, you should know both of us, right?"
Luke looked at the two of them for a while, and finally threw the m1911 aside.
"There's one more." Crewe said.
Luke slowly pulled out the Beretta from his armpit, just holding it with his hand, and threw it three meters away.
The two police officers looked at each other and slowly approached.
Luke said, "Why did you come here?"
Brown looked calm, and replied as he walked: "We received an alarm saying that there were gunshots here, so we rushed here."
Luke snorted, "Where is this place? My partner and I were brought here unconscious, and we don't know where it is yet."
"It's still fifty kilometers away from Wolf Kerr." Crewe replied casually.
Luke: "Oh, there are seriously injured people here and they need to be sent away as soon as possible. How long will it take to get on the highway?"
Crewe: "It's another twenty minutes to drive from here to the highway."
Luke narrowed his eyes and suddenly rolled out of the way.
But the two policemen opposite him also seemed to have a tacit understanding. As soon as they walked to a position about ten meters away from him, they suddenly drew their guns and shot.
Clap clap clap clap!
Luke felt a numbness in his left arm, and then a sharp pain came.
He couldn't help but snorted, but his body movements didn't stop, and he grabbed Beretta on the ground beside him while rolling.
Clap! Clap!
The two policemen fell to the ground.
Dare to shoot at Luke within ten meters, these two policemen are looking for death.
Although Luke lost his initiative and had no gun in his hand, his strength and reaction speed were enough to make it difficult for the opponent to lock him.
The only thing he miscalculated was that the Deputy Sheriff Crewe's marksmanship was surprisingly poor. It was a shot that went flying, but it happened to hit Luke's left arm that was moving too fast.
Luke ignored the severe pain in his left arm, and with a cold face, he walked over with a gun: "Whoever dares to hold a gun in his hand, I will blow his head off with one shot."
(I saw some book friends said that the separate development is uncomfortable, so it will be changed to the first update at 11:05 tomorrow, and two consecutive updates at 19:00 and 19:05. You will not have to stay up late and wait for the update in the early morning)