The Daily Life of American Drama Detective

Chapter 68 You are finished, no one in heaven or on earth can save you!

On the road, she nervously checked to see if there was any car following her. Fortunately, there was not one, but suddenly in the darkness, there was a car parked in the middle of the road ahead without any warning. If she hadn't been a superb driver, she could have stopped in time and almost hit her.

When she looked carefully, it was the hooded punk woman's car. She immediately prepared to go around it, but the other party immediately started to block her car and tried to stop her car.

However, her driving skills were superb, and she was driving a BMW. She drove to the side and then accelerated suddenly, leaving the other person behind.

After speeding back to campus, reporting to the guard, and not seeing the car chasing after her when she turned around, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, returned to the dormitory building, handed the Feizhai Happy Water to the security guard, wished him a happy Thanksgiving, and then picked up her family.

After the call from her boyfriend and best friend, she finally calmed down and got ready to study again.

At this time, the signal suddenly disappeared, and the laptop could not open the link directly. She went out to ask the security guard, and when she came back, she found that her laptop had been tampered with, and the screen was full of bloody videos. When she was watching

At that moment, a person walked in at the door, it was the hooded punk girl, holding a knife in her hand and looking at her maliciously.

This was so exciting that even Justine, who had always been strong, got scared and ran away from the back door.

She never expected such an unfolding. This was a Princeton University student dormitory, and there were security guards at the door. How did the other party get in?

Being very rational, she immediately chose to run to the security guard for protection.

Then she discovered that the dormitory building was locked from the outside, and the security guard who rushed back was killed by a masked man outside the door in front of her through the glass.

Whistles sounded in the dormitory building, and several figures began to slowly approach her. The hooded punk girl even took out her mobile phone and filmed her directly, sneering: "Christy, we meet again."

"I'm not Kristy!"

She defended loudly, but seeing that no one cared at all, she still slowly approached, and she could only run, keep running, trying to escape.

The hooded punk girl and her group were not in a hurry to chase, but just followed her leisurely. When she ran out of the dormitory building and found the administrator on duty whom she was familiar with, the other person had a gun but was much more excited, and did not listen to her suggestions at all.

, hiding in the house with a gun and waiting for help, instead of going out to show off as a hero, pointing the gun into the darkness where he could not see the other side, intimidating the unknown people not to act arrogantly in his territory, the result was naturally for him and his

The dogs were all killed.

She started running away again, and after several attempts, she finally understood that this was a hunt.

The group of hooded women are enjoying the process of hunting and regard her as the heroine of this hunting documentary.

But hunting will always have results, and documentaries will always have endings. If she doesn't work hard to save herself, death will be waiting for her.

So when she tried to contact the outside world again and succeeded, she immediately dialed Chuck's number.

This was what she had thought about rationally while running and dodging.

When she dialed the police number, it turned out that the hooded punk girl was playing tricks on her. She could only put her hope in the people she knew.

Chuck's business card information came into her mind immediately. The detective should have encountered all kinds of exciting and dangerous things. In addition, Chuck's aura gives people a strong sense of security at a glance. It is better to find him than not to find him at all.

Here are just the boyfriends of ordinary college students who are reliable.

When the call was connected and Chuck calmly asked her to hide and wait, she breathed a long sigh of relief and suppressed the thoughts of killing and self-protection that kept flashing in her mind. She was already somewhat confident and used her flexible skills and smart mind to

She began to deal with the perverts who were searching for her in the library.

"did you find it?"

"without!"

"Where is she hiding?"

"It must be in this library."

As time went by, the perverted hunters who had not found Justine began to become agitated. Some even wondered if Justine had run away from here. In that case, they would not be leisurely hunters, but stupid big dogs.

Wandering around in the library in the middle of the night.

"This Christie has chosen well. This is the real Christie, the wise and beautiful believer of God, the sweet daughter of heaven. If you hunt her, you will hunt God."

The leader of the masked man comforts the gang members.

“Hunt God!”

Hearing what the boss said, all the gang members shouted excitedly.

"No matter where the hell it is, smell their fear and hunt them!"

The leading masked man waved his hand.

All the perverts here screamed and scattered, continuing to search for Justine.

The library was already empty, and in the silent night, all the words of the group reached Justine's ears, making her shiver.

These were not ordinary perverts, but an evil perverted organization with religious concepts. She was targeted by such an organization. This was simply terrible news.

Tightening the baseball bat in her hand, the suppressed thoughts of counter-attack resurfaced in her heart and became extremely strong.

Being targeted by this kind of organization, for the safety of myself, my mother and sisters, my boyfriend Allen, and my best friend Cheryl, there is a safer way besides annihilating this group of people, then destroying the connection with myself, or even pretending to be dead and hiding.

?

Just as she looked at the masked man approaching with a sharp knife, her eyes became firm, and she was getting ready to attack with a baseball bat in hand. The masked man suddenly fell to the ground, and the sharp knife in his hand fell to the ground, making a striking sound in the silent night.

"here!"

Hearing the noise, other masked people began to rush here.

Justine was so anxious that she ducked and hid again, and then she heard a deep and thick voice: "Justine, it's safe, come out."

"Chuck?"

Justine heard this unique sound, which was the sound that drove the genius young Sheldon crazy. She agreed, but immediately moved her position, and then hid in the dark to observe.

"it's me."

With this sound, the lights in the library came on. Justine squinted her eyes to adapt to the light again. She looked over following the sound and saw the masked man lying on the ground in three directions.

Tied up, Chuck stood there, checking a cell phone.

"Now how to do?"

Justine slowly walked out with a baseball bat and stopped far away from Chuck.

"I have called the police and the detective will be here soon."

Chuck glanced at her.

Justine was silent.

The scene became quiet.

When the police car sounded outside, the stunned masked people woke up in twos and threes. Looking at the scene, not only were they not afraid, but they shouted: "You are finished, you are finished, do you know who she is? If you don't want your family to suffer,

Howling, let us go now."

The hooded punk girl looked at Justine, then at Chuck who was looking at her cell phone non-stop, and sneered.

Justine was stunned, her heart had completely sunk to the bottom, and the sound of police cars roaring outside did not bring her the slightest sense of security.

The thing I was most worried about finally happened.

(End of chapter)