Selena took out her mobile phone and called the forensic officer.
Luke stepped forward alone, without getting on the boat, but walked around it to roughly check the situation.
"There's no obvious blood on the boat, but look here." He whispered to Selina who had finished the call.
Selina looked at the hull, and there was a large depression on the side of the bow.
"Something slammed into the boat?" she asked.
Luke nodded: "There is no blood in the boat, and there are no obvious traces. The possibility of a beating inside is very low. Just wait, the forensics department will arrive here, and an hour is considered fast."
Selena looked up at the sky, then looked down at her watch: "It's over, our seafood lunch."
Luke also thought of this, and said helplessly, "I can only cancel the noon reservation."
Selena could only nod and started calling the restaurant.
Luke said hello, trotted all the way back to Swick's villa, and drove his car not far from the boat.
After the car arrived, he smiled and said, "Although there is no seafood lunch, you can still have sunbathing and so on. And this, or?"
He said and threw it over.
Selena took it in one hand, opened it, took a sip, and hiccupped contentedly: "Honey, you are so wise."
Luke smiled and said nothing.
Together, the two dug out a folding chair, sun umbrella and a large towel from the trunk of the car, and laid them out on a flat rock beside them.
Selena slipped into the car and changed into a bikini, took out a food box with the other hand, ran back to lie down, and then let out a comfortable breath: "Ah, it's good to take a break from the busy schedule."
Luke opened the food box, took out a piece of braised beef and threw it into his mouth: "You can kill two birds with one stone, otherwise it's useless to wait here."
That's the downside of being a police detective.
Now that they found the boat, the two of them couldn't just walk away, they had to wait until the forensic personnel came to take over.
If it is in the city, you can still find a place to rest before the forensics personnel arrive.
In this wilderness, we can only rely on our own efforts to find a way to overcome the difficulties.
Fortunately, the two of Luke are well prepared when they go out now, and there is no shortage of food and water in the car.
Although there is no exaggeration of a special field trip, it can also make the process of waiting for the two more comfortable.
Selena closed her eyes, basked in the sun, and listened to the learning materials with headphones in her ears.
Luke sorted out a lot of professional knowledge for her, from combat to survival, from the city to the wild.
Now that she has nothing to do, she just listens to the radio. It's more comfortable to listen to it than to simply read the text.
Luke didn't sunbathe very much, he just applied sunscreen on Selena's back casually, and then drank tea and read the information by himself.
However, the information he read was not so serious. It was basically information about the dark world forces in Los Angeles.
Recently, the frequency of his clean-up operations has been deliberately controlled by him, and he has kept it at about five to seven days to make one vote, so as to avoid being too "hardworking" and have a significant impact on his emotions.
Even so, after more than a month, Luke has also cleared out nearly ten gang dens.
For the gang forces in the entire Los Angeles, this number is a fraction of the odds, but what he can't resist is the backbone of the gang. The middle-level gangs that have been cleared out are all low-level personnel who control dozens or hundreds of people. .
After he killed these middle-level gangsters, hundreds of low-level gangsters lost their leaders.
Suddenly losing their direct supervisor, these punks became restless.
Some want to take over the position of boss by themselves, some want to defect to other forces, and some want to fish in troubled waters to gain some benefits.
So these gangs in Los Angeles have been a bit of a turmoil lately.
Luke is already considering whether to clean up the bottom bastards again.
Compared with the dead backbone, these low-level gangsters are a bit unscrupulous, because most of them have not been educated by the cruel reality, and when they find an opportunity, they think they are the boss and want to do something big.
Luke thought, if another thirty or fifty guys who danced happily were killed, the rest would understand something.
All the foolish people are dead, and the sensible ones will come out naturally.
As for bringing more crime to L.A., he didn't think so.
Organized crime is even more dangerous.
Many of the gangs are involved in ongoing large-scale acts, such as the trafficking of women and even organs, or the smuggling of arms and illicit drugs.
Little gangsters rob and hurt people on the streets, but they are not as efficient as gangs working on an assembly line.
While thinking about it, he put a red √ behind some names in the notebook.
If nothing else, after a while these names will turn into a red x.
Suddenly, the sound of an engine came from a distance.
Luke looked sideways and found an old pickup truck driving through the wasteland not far away and heading further.
He was speechless: As far as this wilderness is concerned, is there anyone else who comes for an outing like them
After a while, the forensics department finally arrived.
Seeing Selena who was just waving to them and continuing to bask in the sun, the two forensic officers were full of envy: "Oh, you are so clever, you actually prepared these things in advance."
No one would seriously talk about how the working hours should be. Everyone usually goes to work very boring, facing corpses and bloodstains every day, and there are pleasing big beauties, and idiots will speak indiscriminately.
Luke chuckled, and pointed to the boat over there: "If you want to enjoy yourself after finishing your work, I can lend you two yoga mats, and sunscreen is also available. Of course, you have to bring your own clothes and towels. ready."
The two witnesses are still considered young, both white males no older than 30 years old, with a lively personality.
They looked at each other and smiled bitterly: "Where did we get time to sunbathe? There are still a lot of analysis and reports to do when we go back."
Luke shrugged: "Then there's nothing I can do to help, and I'm not the supervisor of the forensic department, so I can't approve the leave."
The three of them chatted and laughed, and started working.
The work of the forensic personnel is not too much.
There are not many traces on this boat, except for the dent where it hit and the pool of dried blood, there are not many suspicious places.
When the people in the forensic department were almost finished and were about to leave, the broken pickup truck that drove past came back again.
Luke stood on the reef and glanced casually, only to find that a small boat was being towed behind the broken pickup this time.
He froze.
This boat was actually the same as the boat they inspected, with a white background and green edges, and the name of the restaurant Greer on it.
Looking at the boat from a distance, Luke found that the bow of the boat seemed to be missing a piece.