Three Hundred and Ninety-Five Chapters Look Away, Smiling Tiger

The face is full of flesh, arrogance, foul language, foaming mouth, and hands and feet are the close-ups of these bear parents.

Luke and the elder sheriff said a few words, and two men glared fiercely: "What are you doing? Are you a reporter?"

Luke smiled and took out his police badge: "I am responsible for the safety of this campsite. Do you need me to drive you to the road to stand?"

The two men were silent.

The place where they stayed temporarily was next to the gate of the campsite, which happened to be under Luke's jurisdiction.

The older sheriff gave Luke a "well done" look before walking over to arrange the next itinerary.

Otherwise, this group of people will go up to two more missing, and then they will have to find someone to search the mountain.

They didn't send people to search the mountains to find the bear boy, because the FBI's notice document had already come down.

The six bear children are definitely dead, and the sheriff will certainly not do anything in vain, but these bear parents just don't give up.

Looking at these people arguing there, Luke shook his head.

I'm so worried about the child, why did you go early? Being able to let them go up the mountain to plant weeds and kill people is not something that can be explained by carelessness in a day or two.

In his keen sense of smell, there is a familiar smell on these people.

weeds! Or processed weeds.

The intensity of the odor proved that these people were not accidentally exposed to this odor.

Luke narrowed his eyes, remembering that when he finally asked the bear boy who was shot, he seemed to say "this is our job".

At that time, he thought it was the division of labor among these children, but now it seems that this may not be the case.

With a sneer in his heart, Luke walked back to the campsite, not intending to watch these people's poor performances.

Looking for a child? I'm afraid I didn't go to check the weed fields!

Just after he returned, there were several more cars in the distance, a black SUV.

A few minutes later, several SUVs parked in front of the campsite, and bearded Nick got out of the car.

Looking at the middle school students inside, he murmured "Damn" in a low voice, but he obediently threw away the cigarette in his hand and stomped it out, and walked into the campsite.

After a while, bearded Nick looked at Luke who was drinking tea by the lake and basking in the sun, and a faint sense of humor appeared in his heart.

In the middle of the night that night, he informed Luke that it was Luca Barton who wanted to use him to kill the police, but he didn't forget it.

Second, it was to repay Luke's favor for helping catch the robbers.

Bearded Nick is not very clean in his methods, but he is very particular about this. He owes Luke's favor, and he is always uncomfortable in his heart.

The main thing is that Luke's temperament is too clean, and he seems to be a completely different kind of policeman.

Even if the two were not hostile, he subconsciously didn't want to owe Luke anything.

This kind of mentality is similar to the bad students in the school who don't want to owe favors to the good students.

As a result, shortly after that night, the FBI sent a notice.

All six county police officers including Luca Barton were killed by an unknown assailant, Wade Davis died, and six children who boarded the camp also died.

And then... there's nothing wrong with Luke.

Bearded Nick is not a good boy. Before he came, he threatened the innkeeper.

The innkeeper confessed everything without hesitation. He didn't want to pay attention to the conflict between the county police and the young man. He just wanted to be a commoner with peace of mind.

After listening to the owner's description, Bearded Nick was silent for a long time and drove on the road.

Luka Barton was planted like this, and there was no room for him to turn over. ——Dead people, of course, can’t turn over.

The department that came out to close the case and wash the floor was actually the FBI.

This gave Bearded Nick a new view of Luke, and that's why he decided to come and meet Luke.

If you can't be a die-hard friend, then don't be an enemy.

Fortunately, his previous call should not have been in vain.

Luke put down the teacup in his hand, looked at the bearded Nick, and got up with a smile: "Let's go, there are too many students here."

The two were walking by the lake,

Conversed for a few minutes.

Nick came over, that is, had a face-to-face with Luke, and then asked about Luka Barton by the way.

Of course Luke said he didn't know the case, but his expression made Nick with the beard clear.

Even if Luke is a dog, but he can kill six Luka Bartons together, Nick doesn't want to mess with people with such luck.

After talking about the matter, Luke sent bearded Nick to the gate of the camp. Bearded Nick hesitated, and suddenly said, "If you have something to do in Los Angeles County in the future, you can find me."

This is an obvious sign of making friends.

To Nick's surprise, Luke nodded with a smile: "Okay, I just have something to ask you."

The two stood near the door. Not far away, a group of bear parents had just ended their quarrel and finally decided to hit the road.

Luke said a few words, and both of them turned their attention to the car where the bear parents were leaving.

In less than two minutes, bearded Nick waved goodbye, trotted to the side of the car, opened the door and got in the car, already instructed: "Let's go, there's a job. Keep up with the group of people who just left."

He was talking, but his eyes turned to Luke, who was continuing to patrol the campsite, and scolded in a low voice: "Shxt! The labor and management have lost sight of it, this guy is a smiling tiger."

The men on the side listened and couldn't help asking: "Luka Barton and the others?"

Bearded Nick's expression changed: "What the FBI said, what is it, or you still want to avenge them?"

The subordinates laughed dryly, and remained silent.

The meaning of this is obvious, that is, don't mess with this young man, otherwise the next time the FBI announces it, maybe it will be his death.

According to the report received by the county police, the death toll in this case was as high as 14 (the owner, Stephen, was also confirmed to be killed), including six county police officers.

Bearded Nick's group, who are used to cleaning their buttocks, were sent to deal with errands.

Their backers made it clear to them, just come over and turn around, and never go to investigate the case seriously.

"Bastard, why don't you drive yet? Don't you want to find your big ass brunette at night?" Nick spit out the window, scolding his subordinates, and lit a cigarette for himself.

The subordinate smiled and started the car: "Boss, aren't we here to pretend?"

Bearded Nick slapped him on the back of the head: "Drive."

After roaring, he lowered his voice: "Someone gave me the exact information, just now that group of people planted weeds on the mountain without permission, and they have been selling it for a long time."

The men were stunned, and immediately overjoyed: "Are we going to serve them a pot?"

Nick hummed, but still said: "Don't be too dark, I promised to send these guys to prison for a few years."

The subordinate smiled: "Then, we will not move the planted ones. But the others..."

Nick thought for a while and nodded: "Just do the rest. These guys have been selling weed for so long, they must have a large amount of cash in their hands that cannot be seen. That's the point."