Compared with the model killer who had an artistic sense of committing crimes, the killer in Woodsburg's technique was extremely brutal, but not artistic at all.
Luke only had a general understanding of the case, and he felt that there were too many loopholes in it, so this man ran wild in the small town.
A large part of the horror of serial killers lies in the concealment and surprise of their actions.
And once the killer's true identity is revealed, perhaps only two police officers who dare to shoot can kill him.
Luke took note of the smells of the four men and women, but he took a few more glances at the girl who was cuddling with her boyfriend.
This girl has fair skin and pretty facial features. What's more important is that she is wearing a gray tight-fitting thin sweater, with a big number 10 on her chest, which looks like "○".
As a high school student, she was undoubtedly extremely outstanding, far more outstanding than Sidney, who was at the center of the case.
Selena leaned over suspiciously: "You, why did you keep looking at that number 10 just now?"
Luke nodded slightly with a serious expression: "I think she is the next victim."
"Why?" Selena asked curiously.
Luke said seriously: "Because she has big breasts, is lively and outgoing, and makes out with her boyfriend in public. And this kind of character usually doesn't live for one-third of the time in classic horror movies."
Selena couldn't help but look down at her chest, and suddenly felt that her own safety was more prone to problems.
Among these elements, all she lacked was a boyfriend.
Luke smiled when he saw her expression: "Don't worry, it's not your turn for the time being. After all, the killer's targets are all small town residents, even if you are much more majestic than her."
Selena raised her head subconsciously.
Others praised her, but she really didn't care much.
But Luke's praise was different, it was a kind of psychological satisfaction, it seemed that the whole person was light.
Suddenly, two masked shadows rushed out of the teaching building, chasing a few screaming female students.
Luke glanced at it, but didn't bother to move.
Selena beside him stood up and rushed over.
Luke opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything after thinking about it.
And that's not a bad thing, being a detective is always a complicated situation, and he can't be there every time.
Selena's reaction was actually correct.
Luke himself only recognized that this was a prank in advance, relying on his keen sense of smell and super keen eyesight.
Several female students ran out of the teaching building screaming, and the two hooded boys behind them screamed, and two hooded boys with the same mask met Selina head-on.
A yoke throw threw one boy to the ground, and a twisted arm grapple pinned down the second boy, Selena looked a little ugly.
After she got closer, she realized that the knife in the hands of the two people was not right, and the texture did not look like real metal.
She didn't draw out her gun, and even left a little strength in her hands.
Stretching out her hand and flicking the knife she took away, Selena was speechless: Damn, it's a rubber toy knife painted in metallic color.
She then pulled off the masks of the two masked men under her feet, and the faces of two boys who were probably in the first or second grade of high school were revealed.
Selena's face was full of black lines: "What do you want to do? Do you want to be detained at the police station for one night?"
Of the two boys, the latter one was not seriously injured, except for a twisted arm.
He stammered, "I, we're just having, just kidding."
Selena's face was frosty: "A joke? Just kidding at this time, you want to be accused of being a murder suspect on TV! Do you want to? If you want, I can call reporters and broadcast your faces to thousands of families across the United States Wanhu."
The boy was obviously frightened, but the boy who recovered his breath on the ground asked with surprise: "Ah, ah, can you really be famous? Then I will, I will!"
"Yes. Then you will be the number one stupidest high school student in the United States, and you will be nagged for the rest of your life." Selina sneered at the 250-year-old boy with contempt on her face: "Good luck, I won't be able to get into college in a few years. People know you again, if you are unlucky, your college classmates will know you are stupid. Oh, I forgot, with your pig-like brain, you will never be admitted to college in this life, and you will just stay in this small town and be called idiot."
The two boys were scolded by her and kept their heads down. The key is that this hot big sister can not only talk, but also hit.
The two boys felt great about her two grabs just now.
For many high school boys, a beautiful and nasty big sister is more attractive to them than an innocent little girl.
Not to mention these two, many students around were looking at Selena with beaming faces.
In fact, her aura is too strong from the moment she made the move to the reprimand now.
And most importantly - her! very! drift! Bright!
The number 10 girl next to her who was tired of her boyfriend was not too excited, but her boyfriend ran over to watch.
Girl number 10 suddenly looked at Luke who was a few meters away, and moved her body: "Hi, is she your girlfriend?" As she spoke, she pointed her plump lips at Selena.
Luke smiled and turned his head: "No, she is my cousin."
Girl number 10 was flashed by this and that smiling face, paused, and couldn't remember what she wanted to say just now.
Looking at her expression, Luke could only remind: "What's the matter with you?"
Girl No. 10 came to her senses: "Ah, I am, I want to ask, your cousin is so good, did she practice Chinese Kung Fu?"
Luke thought for a while, then shook his head: "This is not Chinese Kung Fu, it's... women's self-defense."
Gracie, the overlord of the generation, would probably burst into anger when he heard his words.
Brazilian jiu-jitsu, especially Gracie jiu-jitsu, was a top martial art that won a large number of fighting masters all over the world called Dad for a certain period of time.
Girl No. 10 glowed all over her face: "Women are so good at self-defense?"
In three seconds, two boys were knocked down. This efficiency is really explosive for high school girls.
Luke hehe: "With long-term training, it is indeed possible to reach this level."
But looking at your chest, this training may not last for a long time. He silently added something in his heart.
Big breasts do not necessarily mean that you cannot learn to fight, but it is definitely a heavy burden.
For example, in a close-to-body fight in actual combat, the opponent only needs to reach with two fingers, and can exert force to pinch this weak point. Most untrained women will definitely not be able to stand it.
Even if you can bear it, you may vent it in one breath and be overturned by your opponent.
Girl No. 10 didn't know that Luke had such cruel thoughts in his heart, but she vaguely noticed that the eyes of this sunny and handsome boy seemed to have swept across her chest several times.
Instead of being shy, she was a little happy and puffed up her chest slightly: "Then will you do it too?"
Luke: "...I'm sorry, I'm a male, and I'm really not very good at women's self-defense." This is really a complaint about myself.