Super Detective in the Fictional World

Fortunately, Steve's wounds didn't hurt the large blood vessels, and after cleaning the sutures, he finally saved his life.

Sending Jenny and Steve into the ward, watching Jenny sit there, Luke just dropped the big bag with all kinds of supplies, stuffed Jenny with some cash, and took Annie away.

The two returned to the motel at 12: 00 in the evening.

Close the door and Annie suddenly says, “I want another bath. ”

Luke sounded, not surprisingly.

Many people have been to the hospital and feel uncomfortable when they come back. They don't go through the hand wash process again and they don't dare to lie in bed.

Annie took off her coat and turned her head and looked at him: "Aren't you going to wash? ”

Luke stood still and smiled softly: "I'd love to. ”

After a moment, the leaching water sounded.

In the middle of the night, Luke lifted his hand and grabbed the cell phone in the pocket next to him, staring at the number above.

Get up and walk to the door, open the door, and he turns on the vibrating phone: "Nick? ”

Over there, a dull voice sounded: "Luca Barton just left with several people on an emergency basis, and they mentioned your name, you better be careful. ”

Luke hasn't answered yet, and the other end of the phone hangs up.

He frowned.

The phone call came from Nick the Beard of the County Police, but somehow a message came from Luca Barton.

Luke squinted his eyes.

This is Los Angeles County Police territory, where the hospital is located, and where the county police provide police services.

So, Luca Barton, the second-degree deputy law enforcement officer, is coming for the... mountain case?

But Nick Big Beard called specifically to let him know that apparently the Barton's attitude was not very friendly.

I wondered, Luke had gone back to the house.

Looking at Annie, who was asleep, he thought about it and put her clothes on by the bed.

Scared today and exercising hard for a long time, especially tired Annie just mumbled a few words, was softly seduced twice by Luke and let him put on his T-shirt and sweatpants.

Then Luke dressed himself, packed his things, and closed the unlocked door and left.

Instead of taking the stairs, he walked straight through the porch, jumped down the floor at the end, and took the pickup to the garage behind him.

The owner of the hotel here may not be very professional, it may be the weather of heavy wind and thunder lightning, making him unable to hear this slight movement.

Luke drove the pickup and hid in several cars over a hundred meters away.

More than an hour later, two county police vehicles arrived in front of the motel.

There were no lights on, no sirens, two police cars stopped quickly, then six county policemen rushed out and exchanged two sentences with the hotel owner waiting in front of the building, and they got the key card, and they quietly and quickly approached the room that Luke had opened.

The room door was then opened and several county police stormed in.

Luke's headphones came from inside the house.

“Where are the people? ”

“He's not here, just the girl. ”

“Where did he go? ”

“Who are you? ”

“Where's Luke? ”

“Ah, I, I don't know. ”

……

The county police forced him to ask a few questions and did not hear from Luke, and the conversation turned to ask about Steve's attack.

More than 20 minutes later, Luke lit up, started the car, and caught up with the county police car that had already gone to the mountains.

Annie's fine.

These county police are coming for Luke.

Since Luke disappeared, they dared not act so vehemently.

If Luke was stuck in the house, what would happen to these guys, that's an unknown number.

When these guys entered the door, they didn't say anything to identify themselves until they started threatening Annie with his whereabouts.

Luke wasn't a good cop either. He knew the many irregularities in county police operations.

Combined with that warning call from Big Beard Nick, one of these anomalies revealed a message that Luca Barton, the men who came here, probably wanted to shoot Luke directly, not arrest him.

Luke also thought that yesterday, Old G called him and said that someone had found one of his forensic agents and wanted to buy them to destroy one of the forensic results.

Unfortunately, the man did not know that this report was sent by Old G. The forensic officer did not accept the bribe and stabbed Old G.

Apparently, the Esworth family did send someone to Las Vegas.

Rich people today, their hands are not black, even their temper is so urgent? He laughed in his heart.

If you can't buy it, get the county police here to kill him. It's better than Luke's!

Far away hanging from the county police car, Luke still remembers what they were asking.

He's a professional at questioning suspects and getting the information he wants.

The county police questioned Annie just now, but something went wrong.

Steve was stabbed by a bear child, who didn't care about the details, but repeatedly questioned where it happened.

That's not right.

The location of such a case cannot be said to be irrelevant, but it is only the end of the branch. This is a mountainous area in the wilderness, with no landmarks, and the case doesn't make much difference where it happened.

Why is the county police so concerned about the location of the crime?

The car of the county police in front had entered the thirty-seventh middle campsite, from which it rushed out shortly afterwards and headed towards the mountains.

Luke's mind is even more confused.

Are these guys really coming after themselves?

There was no Luke in the hotel just now, come back to campsite 37, that's normal.

But what's the idea of running up the hill in the middle of the night? You think Luke's gonna run up the hill?

How is that possible?

Luke is not a real fugitive, and even a sober brain circuit makes it possible to go straight back to Los Angeles.

But up in the middle of the night? Or is it thunderstorms with heavy winds and rains that are too slow to die?

Luke frowned for a moment before slowly following.

More than half an hour later, Luke came to the Lake Eden campsite and found that the county police car had not entered the camp, but had moved forward without stopping.

He keeps up.

By that time, he had determined that Luca Barton was not necessarily here for their own sake, otherwise they would at least go into the campsite and look.

He drove another kilometre forward, when he saw two county police cars parked in the distance.

Luke thought about it and took the car back into the woods on the side of the road and quickly changed gear in the car.

Chasing the thin, piecemeal scent of several county police officers in the air, he followed.

The course of action of the district police showed that they had a clear destination when they came here.

After following the county police silently for dozens of meters, he walked three or four hundred meters along a walkable trail, and Luke saw a woodland villa.

From the action of the county police, he knew that the guys had pulled out their guns and touched the villa.