Chapter Seven Hundred and Eighty-Nine Grandfather Returns Home, and Disaster Comes

Jack glanced at Drex, unwilling to provoke this fiery elder, and nodded decisively: "Yes."

Luke: "No signs of other bodies being carried away?"

Jack's eyes moved slightly, and he still shook his head: "There is no evidence that there is such a sign."

Luke nodded: "Okay, can I go and see the corpses of the eighteen dead? Well, I'm just looking, I won't get started."

Jack nodded helplessly: "Let's go, the body is in the forensics department."

In the morgue of the forensic department, Luke opened the body bags of the corpses one by one, just looking at their physical injuries.

Finally, he found a corpse with a small hole in its chest.

He leaned in and looked at it carefully for a while, his keen sense of smell activated frantically, he suddenly turned his head and asked Jack next to him, "What's the difference between this person and other dead people?"

Jack: "We suspect that he may be the first to die, because his body is at the door. According to Hell's Angels' habit, this person is likely to be watching the wind at the door of the bar."

Luke: "Have you identified the wound on his chest?"

Jack: "Not yet, there are too many corpses."

Luke hummed: "You can check this first."

Jack: "What did you find?"

Luke stretched out a forefinger, hovered over the hole in the corpse's chest, and gestured to Jack, "Do you understand?"

Jack was stunned: "You mean, this hole was poked out by someone's finger?"

Luke shrugged: "It may also be a prosthetic limb, or something similar to a finger, at least one more query direction."

When Jack heard this, he also accepted this statement.

Compared with killing with brimstone, it is not surprising that there are more suspicions about killing with fake hands.

Luke glanced at Drex at this time: "I'll talk here, or go back and talk?"

Drex was stunned for a while, looked at Jack below, and nodded after thinking for a moment: "Just say it here,

But out of this door, you didn't say anything. "

Jack's face turned black when he heard it: Your grandfather and grandson are really close. In front of me, you speak so straight!

Obviously Luke has other discoveries, so he directly asked Grandpa if he needed to tell Jack.

Drex directly said yes, but don't admit anything he said after going out, obviously to make Luke completely disassociated from the case.

Although he was sullen in his heart, Jack didn't dare to beep.

He had seen Drex in a violent state when he was young, and he had always been afraid of this ultra-violent old man.

Even when Drex was old, Jack didn't want to piss him off.

"I promise, Luke won't have any trouble." Jack said.

Looking at Drex's expression, he smiled wryly and raised his hand to make an oath: "I swear by my father's friendship with you."

Drex nodded in satisfaction and signaled to Luke that he could speak.

Luke raised his finger: "First, there should be at least two of the murderer or his accomplices. He is the one who poked the chest of the deceased at the door with his fingers or prosthetic hands. Second, if you are related, it is best to directly Find relevant departments, this case is difficult for ordinary police to solve.”

Jack frowned: "You mean..."

Luke: "It just means literally. If you continue to investigate, the danger you may encounter may be beyond imagination, and it is safest to hand it over to a professional."

Having said that, he nodded to Drex: "Let's go, Grandpa."

Without hesitation, Drex turned around and left.

Luke looked at his face and told Jack the news, and it was enough for him to be an elder.

After getting on the bus, Luke returned directly to the hotel: "Grandpa, this is a little troublesome, you can take Joseph directly back to Shackford."

Drex hummed: "No matter who the murderer is, I will not counsel them."

Luke sighed: "What if they weren't human?"

Drex snorted: "What do you mean?"

Luke: "The hole in the chest of the deceased at the door was either made by a fake hand or directly poked with a finger."

Drex frowned: "You can't read it wrong, right?"

It is completely unscientific to pierce a person's chest with a finger.

Luke: "No. I've handled a lot of cases, and I've also been involved in forensics. I'm absolutely right about the wound."

Drex was silent.

Luke continued: "I have encountered several strange cases this year. The murderer can't be solved with a gun. The FBI still has a special agency to deal with these matters. Do I need to inform them?"

Drex hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "Remind Jack. If you can, give him the phone numbers of those institutions and let him choose."

At the hotel, Ferreira, the veterinarian, had already come down with Joseph and luggage.

He will also return to Shackford in the same car, which can not only change the driver in the middle, but also help Luke to keep track of Drex.

Before leaving, Drex held Luke and whispered, "Since I'm back, don't stay here, and go back to Los Angeles at night."

Luke smiled and said, "Then I will also stay in the hotel for one night, at least I have to confirm the news of your arrival."

Drex glared at him helplessly: "Okay, I'll keep my word, and I'll call you tonight when I arrive."

"Don't rush to drive, I'll sleep for a while earlier." Luke said.

Facing Luke's step-by-step staring, the stubborn old man was a little helpless.

If it wasn't for him, Luke wouldn't have flown back from Los Angeles in a hurry.

This case involves something beyond imagination, and Luke will definitely not let him "seek revenge" here alone.

For the safety of his grandchildren, the old man resolutely compromised.

Luke watched them set off, and also called a taxi to take them out of the city all the way.

It wasn't until Drex's Raptor pickup entered the northwest highway, heading for Shackleford, that he told the driver to turn around and head back to town.

Not far from the taxi entering the city, he heard a series of noises from far to near, from east to west, quickly approaching the street where he was.

The next moment, with a loud bang, the taxi was swept by a huge air wave and turned half a circle in the air, flew out, and smashed the top down to the ground.

"shxt!" Luke scolded, his hand quickly opened the car door, and rushed out of the opened car door ahead of time.

The taxi hit the ground, he walked a few steps, looked at the dizzy driver and asked, "What's wrong?"

The driver coughed: "No, I'm fine. What happened just now?"

Luke listened to him and determined that he should be fine.

Wearing a seat belt is a good habit. Even if the car rolls over, the driver is basically uninjured.

He got the driver out of the driver's seat, helped him to sit down on the side of the road, and then found the driver's mobile phone from the car, and used it to call 911 to explain the situation here.

Then put the mobile phone and the $100 knife into the driver's hand, Luke said, "This is the fare. I'll call the police for you, just wait." Then he scurried into the side alley middle.