The Daily Life of American Drama Detective

Chapter 39 Texans don’t lie to Texans

As he spoke, he did not chase him directly, but rushed into the container room, took a quick look, then went out through the open window, and followed the security captain into the deep mountains and forests.

"Wait for me!"

Jane wanted to follow, but looking at the dead and injured on the ground, in a place where the signal was blocked and unable to call for support, she hesitated for a moment, and finally stayed to help the female police chief rescue the injured tribal police officers.

In the snow-covered mountains and forests.

The security captain was panting and running as fast as he could.

If he had planned to kill everyone, including Jane the FBI, in one wave before, he was confident that he could do this with his superior firepower and tactical sneak attacks. However, after seeing Chuck's marksmanship, he first

It was time to make a tactical retreat.

Very meow!

This is simply like encountering the classic gun-drawing technique in western movies, fast, accurate and ruthless!

Fortunately, as long as he runs fast, in this unfamiliar mountain forest, no matter how fast he draws his gun, he will not be seen, and bullets will not be able to catch up with him.

Thinking of this, he ran even harder.

As long as he escapes to Olson's house and relies on the power of the Olson family, everything will turn around. After all, they are doing things for Matt Olson.

He ran wildly for a long time, and just when he could no longer hold on, he looked back and looked again, and found that no one was chasing him. When he was about to rest and catch his breath, a figure appeared directly in front of his field of vision, looking at him leisurely.

"Don't come over here!"

The security captain was horrified, and while screaming, he subconsciously tried to raise the muzzle of his gun and shoot. However, when he saw Chuck's calm eyes advising you to be kind, and thought of the row of neatly fallen subordinates, his heart was stirred, and he quickly raised the muzzle of his gun.

Facing the ground, afraid of causing misunderstanding: "What do you want?"

"the truth!"

Chuck said calmly: "I'm just a detective. I only care about the truth. The rest has nothing to do with me."

"If I tell you the truth, will you let me go?"

The security team leader said hopefully.

"It's the police and FBI's job to catch you, not mine."

Chuck reminded: "They will be here soon."

"Okay, I'll say it!"

The security captain looked back and saw that he could not be beaten again and again. Now he could only choose to believe in Chuck's character.

The thing is very simple.

They were originally just security guards for a team of drilling rigs. They lived a poor life and had nothing to say.

However, not long ago, the son of their company boss came here with a group of bodyguards for vacation and fun, and often held parties.

Because they make the boss's son happy, they are also lucky enough to attend parties from time to time, which is really a great enjoyment.

There was another party the night before yesterday.

In the middle of the trip, the boss's son saw that one of his bodyguards was missing. After asking, he found out that he had gone on a date in his shift.

Some of the security guards said in a very lemony way that this bodyguard named Sean is really charming. He had charmed a local pretty girl, Natalie, when he arrived. He will probably achieve good things with them tonight.

The boss's son, who was having fun, suddenly got into the mood. He came over with the drunken people, and sure enough, he cornered Sean and a pretty girl on the bed.

Sean and the others thought that according to custom, no one would make an appointment here tonight, but they never expected that this would happen. When they saw a group of people staring at their female companion, Natalie, with malicious intent, they reminded them to leave.

The boss's son, who was having fun, also became more interested and started to get drunk.

Sean got angry and yelled at everyone to leave.

The other bodyguards also followed suit, but the security guards started to make noises. The boss's son was a master who would kill people just to win the game of Jumanji. He was having fun at this time. How could he tolerate his own bodyguard's attitude? Under the guidance of the security guards,

After being coaxed, Sean lifted the quilt and began to touch and touch Sean's female companion, Natalie, who was only wearing pajamas.

As Natalie screamed for help, Sean became furious and wanted to kill the boss's son.

Other security guards rushed up and held Sean down.

The boss's son scolded the bodyguards who tried to dissuade them, and said they would increase the money, and then he completely took the bait.

Seeing that his companion didn't help him at all, but kept urging him to be more open-minded. She was just a girl he just met. Don't worry about it. Sean completely exploded. He bravely broke away from the crowd and laid on Natalie.

The boss's son was pulled off and he beat her violently while telling Natalie to run away.

Natalie was so scared that she didn't even wear any shoes. She ran out of the container house barefoot and ran as hard as she could until she choked on too much cold wind and caused blood to accumulate in her alveoli and lungs. The temperature was too low and her lungs were damaged.

The blood in his head coagulated, and he coughed up blood. After falling down, he finally suffocated to death on his own vomited blood.

"What happened to that Sean?"

Chuck asked calmly.

"I don't know either."

The security captain shook his head: "This guy is really powerful. Even though all of us couldn't capture him, we fired a gun later. He escaped after being shot. I heard that the boss's son has been sending people to search, but he still hasn't been found.

"

"Okay, you can go."

Chuck interrupted.

"You really let me go?"

The security captain was shocked and confused.

“Texans don’t lie to Texans.”

Chuck said: "If you don't disappear within ten seconds, this sentence will no longer be valid."

"Texans don't lie to Texans! I'm leaving!"

The security captain shouted these words, took a few cautious steps, and then ran wildly into the woods, looking back from time to time, fearing that Chuck would shoot him from behind.

Chuck made no move and watched him leave, returning to the container living area.

Jane and the female police chief worked together to carry the last injured person into the car and were about to leave. Jane Chuck came back and immediately asked: "How was it?"

"Didn't catch up."

Chuck shook his head.

"He can't run away!"

The female police chief gritted her teeth and said, "Let's go back first!"

This time, their police station suffered heavy casualties. Not counting her, a total of 5 police officers came, 3 were shot dead on the spot and 2 were seriously injured.

You must know that this is most of the manpower of their tribal police station.

If it weren't for the fast and accurate Chuck gun, the tribal police station, including her, would have been wiped out.

"good."

Chuck nodded.

Jane looked at the corpses on the ground and had no objection. The three of them drove the injured and quickly left for the hospital for treatment.

In the mountain forest, in an abandoned hunter's cabin.

A strong man was covered in filth, his chest and arms were simply bandaged with rags, red oozed out, and he stared at the fire with violent eyes.

"Do you regret it?"

A voice suddenly sounded.

"who?!"

The strong man was horrified, grabbed the tree trunk in his hand that was polished like a javelin, and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a figure coming out of the shadows, and its outline gradually appeared in the firelight. Who was it if it wasn't Chuck?

"Oh it's you!"

When the strong man saw it, his eyes became more violent, and he directly stabbed Chuck's chest with the homemade javelin in his hand.

Chuck casually grabbed the javelin, and when he saw the strong man becoming ruthless and determined to kill him, he ducked, walked around behind the strong man, and knocked the strong man unconscious with a knife.

(End of chapter)