Super Detective in the Fictional World

Thanks to Luke's efforts at this point, the SUV finally didn't collide with the Red Old Man.

Two cars rubbed past, but the left front wheel of the SUV hit a dirt slope on the side of the road and flew up on a steep slope.

Luke made a quick move and turned around and pulled Selina in the back seat over and hugged herself in her arms.

The SUV also turned a little more than two hundred and seventy degrees in the air in the process, and the left tire hit the ground more than ten metres, bouncing a few times and paralysing into the wasteland on the side of the road.

Two seconds later, Luke pushed hard, pushed open some deformed rear door, coughed twice in the dust, and climbed out with Serena, who turned dizzy.

Put her on the side and stand there, he probes into the car again: "Don't move in any hurry. Anyone who feels uncomfortable is better off checking. ”

Nick touched his body for a moment and shook his head: "I'm fine, no fractures.” He threw up a sip of blood.

Luke: “Dude, you're spitting blood! ”

Nick: “It's an oral hemorrhage, probably hit by a tooth. ”

Luke nodded, Nick is a third-order CSI, medical common sense is still abundant, the human body is even better constructed, should not be wrong.

And looking at Haggis, this hairline is high and the old man looks serious: "Well, I don't think I need rescue yet.” He pushed the door down, too.

Little G also checked himself for a moment: “I'm fine, too. ”

Henry: “Well, I think I twisted my leg. ”

Everyone: … It's bad luck for your birthday, isn't it?

Everyone got out of the car and Nick all four had minor facial abrasions, which were fine.

Luke and Selena were all right, in exchange for a strange look at the other four.

When the car flew, Luke held Selena in his arms. That's not an easy way to explain the love of a partner. It's just not fatal, okay?

Luke certainly can't explain that he has a primary self-healing body, and that little injury doesn't matter at all.

After standing for a few minutes, several painful areas on his body were initially slightly itchy and are now completely gone, apparently primary self-healing has restored the wound.

Everyone looked at the phone and found no signal.

Little G tried the test drive again and found that it couldn't start.

Luke's retrofitted phone actually had signals, and Tony Stark's ability to fix cars was not difficult, but he implicitly thought that with these four CSIs, something fun would come up.

So he didn't say anything. It's really urgent. He can't call too late!

And they looked at each other for a moment, and Nick said, "What do we do? ”

G: “It's less than a mile from Henry's hideout. ”

Nick suddenly laughed, and everyone looked at each other and finally laughed: "So let's move on? ”

Henry: “... but my foot is hurt. ”

Luke smiled and lifted him up: "Let's go, I'll help you. ”

Twenty minutes later, six people saw a country restaurant between the valleys.

On the sign, a pink standing pig waves there, beside the pig is the name of the restaurant - Henry's s-hog-hideout.

It's right here!

Everyone was delighted, as if travelers in the desert had seen an oasis, and even Henry had stepped up his steps.

A moment later, everyone walked up to the restaurant, but the footsteps got heavier and heavier, and Selena even had the urge to cry.

Because the door of the restaurant is locked, there is also a prominent "Notice-CLOSED” posted by the door (notice of closure)!

This store is actually closed.

Nearly before, Nick took down the notice of closure and read: "Due to an outbreak of hepatitis B, the Department of Health notified us of the closure of the store on September 7, 2003. ”

Everyone: …

Haggis: "So it's been closed for five months? ”

Nick: "Greg, what's wrong with that friend here? ”

Small G: “… hepatitis B. ”

Everyone: …

Henry had a complex expression on his face, hugging little G's shoulder and patting him: "Thank you for giving me Hep B as a birthday present. ”

Small G: “You're welcome. Happy birthday. ”

As the crowd was chatting, a sudden bang, then a burst, then a loud broken glass.

Luke pulled out his gun and his other hand made a gesture against Selena.

Selena also quickly pulled out the gun, and the two began to compare the crowds of CSI on the side.

Little G, Haggis lifted Henry up and hid in a building next to him, and Nick pulled out his gun and followed Luke behind the two men to the back of the house where the gunshot came from.

Luke is not fast, his sensory sense of smell is activated.

A moment later, he frowned and more carefully expanded the scope of his sensitive olfactory reconnaissance.

But there's nobody behind the house.

Five minutes later, Nick comes back and asks Haggis for the three of them: “Things are a little... weird, let's go over there and take a look. ”

Everyone arrived at the house and discovered that there was a big hole in the glass, and obviously that was where the noise was coming from.

Luke and the others stood in front of the hole and didn't go in.

And when he saw you, he said, "Well, we found a dead man. ”

The crowd looked into the hole and saw a dark figure in the house leaning against a counter and sitting paralyzed on the ground.

Haggis: “Do I smell barbecue? ”

Henry: “You're right, their skin seems to be ripe. ”

Everyone:... the promised Barbie Q was closed long ago, and suddenly a big roaster came out. What the hell is this?

Luke's expression was all calm, and his hunch was true. The four guys were together, and something had to happen.

Everyone walked in and looked at the strange body.

Weird to say, he wasn't the only one on this male corpse, and a similarly roasted raccoon lay on his face, united, like a one-piece baby.

Luke and Selena did not go forward, Nick squatted down and looked at the body of one of the beasts: “The victim had a dot of 38 revolvers in his hand, and there were no visible injuries in the front of his body and no visible blood around him. Oh, he had an affair with this raccoon? ”

Looking from the side, you can see that the raccoon's tough kiss is inserted into the man's right orbit.

If there's no accident, it's fatal.

Nick: “Haggis, give him a hand. I'm gonna check his back. ”

Haggis: “I'm not a forensic doctor...”

Little G was the quickest, and immediately went forward to assist in sidelining the body of the person, measuring the back for a moment: “There are no visible signs of trauma on the back. His upper body seems to be burning. Is this raccoon burning? ”

Haggis: “Raccoons, also known as North American raccoons. Looks like a specimen, well, I bet it weighs at least 30 pounds when it's alive. ”

Henry: “Perhaps the raccoon jumped out of nowhere and bit him in the face with his sharp teeth, like a ninja in a cartoon, and just killed him, you know? ”

Everyone: “…”