Super Detective in the Fictional World

After Luke asked what happened to the sisters and the details of the horror story, the two set off again.

The car first got on the No. 1 highway, turned around and made a circle, and then took the No. 73 highway and drove southeast again.

Finally, a country road was detoured, and forty minutes, the two arrived at this place called Chunmu Town.

When the car entered the town, they both felt that the town was disturbed by the uneasy atmosphere. The pedestrians passing by looked hurry and seemed indifferent to everything around them.

Occasionally, the two met the sight of some residents from opening the window of the car, and the other side quickly turned away. They did not say hello, instead they seemed to be avoiding the plague.

Not long after they entered the town, their car was stopped.

A sheriff in earthy police uniforms bowed out of the driver's seat and said, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Luke looked complacent, hands on the steering wheel, and gestured to himself and Selena: "We are the staff of the 37th camp, and I want to talk to Will Rawlins."

The sheriff frowned. "What to talk to him?"

Luke smiled still: "Well did a little bad thing two days ago when he was camping. The director of training instructed him to calm down, but this was not a punishment. After all, camping was a children's holiday, leaving him alone Exclusion is not appropriate, so we are here. "

The sheriff looked slackened: "That's right, just go to Will's house."

Luke gave a whisper, and seemed indifferent to ask, "Is there anything here? We haven't seen many people here."

The sheriff looked stiff, and said coldly, "Not many residents here."

After speaking, he turned away.

Luke watched the sheriff drive away and started the car himself, sighing in his mouth: "It seems that they are not in trouble."

If it is a little trouble, it will not let the sheriff be so upset.

Selina was on the side, always checking the information of Chunmu Town, and Wen Yan said: "There is nothing special here. The population is not large and not bad, the economy is not bad, and the law and order situation in the database is also within the normal range. There are not many criminal cases. Except this ... "

She easily placed the tablet on the center console, and continued in her mouth: "A dozen homicides have occurred here more than ten years ago and have been published in many newspapers in Los Angeles."

Luke glanced casually at the old newspaper headline photo: "Children's serial killer? Not caught?"

Selena reached out and tapped on the tablet a few times: "No, because there was not enough evidence to arrest the suspect at the time, so ..."

Luke: "He is at liberty, and now he is committing crimes again?"

Selina shook her head, and another newspaper headline photo appeared on the tablet: "So, the suspect was blocked by angry parents into an abandoned church outside the town and burned to ashes by a fire."

Lu Keha said, "Burning into ash? Just kidding." It is not easy for people to burn into ash. Funeral homes also need special incinerators to achieve this effect.

With fuels such as wood, coke can be produced at most, and ashing is impossible. When the bone is burned, it will recrystallize, which is regarded as a fake relic.

Selina nodded: "Because the police did not find the suspect's body, these parents burned the suspect and there was no one in jail. However, the suspect has since disappeared."

Luke: "Well, what's this rotten unlucky egg doing?"

Selina: "A white male, born in 1948, with unknown month dates and a height of five feet ten inches. Was a gardener or school worker in the small town of Bardham Kindergarten? He disappeared in 1990 and there is no evidence so far Alive. "

Luke wanted to scratch his head: "Born in 48? Then he's not all 55 or 6 years old now?"

Can this guy live forever? Still talented, can a 60-year-old person even run out to kill and kill?

He still has doubts about this.

After all, it's not surprising what happened in this world.

For example, someone named Stark the old popsicle fell asleep for seventy years, and when he got up, he shot around the world, and he was not old at all.

Between the two, Luke drove the car to the home of the Will Rollins classmate.

This house looks very good, and the economic conditions are not bad. Maybe this is why Will can go to Los Angeles to attend high school.

Knocking on the door and talking to Will's father and Will for half an hour, they came out again.

Luke lowered his voice and said to Dad Will, who was delivered to the door, "I will explain Julie's situation to Juliet, but there is little hope of letting him go back. You know, now the children at the campsite The mood is not right, and the emotions of Will are ... not very stable. "

Papa Will nodded wryly, "Well, it's my request that is too bold."

Luke sighed and said, "If you can, it's better to let him change his environment and don't stay in this town. This will have a bad impact on him now and in the future."

Will's father nodded silently and watched them leave.

After the two got on the bus, Selina frowned: "Will Will have no mental problems? I don't think his condition is right, it seems like ... I haven't slept well for several days."

Luke shook his head. "Who knows."

"Where are you going now?" Selina looked forward and asked casually.

Luke: "Go look for that Kris Falls. She was the first witness in the suicide case."

The two drove to the other side of the town on a gently rolling hill where various types of stone monuments stood.

Under a awning, twenty or thirty people were sitting there, in front of them was a coffin, and a priest was saying an eulogy.

This is the graveyard of the town.

In the materials they found at the police station, the middle school student lying in the coffin was Dean Russell, who died a few days ago ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ A few days ago, he drew a knife in a fast food restaurant Up his neck.

Several witnesses saw this tragic scene, but weirdly, Will said that the playmates in the town told him that the devil had killed Dean.

That's why Will was stabbed by Jeff's twin daughters.

After all, it's always hard for people who see the devil to come up with evidence.

Waited more than twenty minutes and the funeral was over.

Watching the crowds separate, Luke walked over.

At this moment, a boy walked in front of a girl, and they stood in front of the shelves of Dean's photos during his lifetime, talking about something.

After getting closer, Lu Ke's keen ear heard the conversation between the two.

The boy asked, "Kriss, did you know Dean when you were a kid?"

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