Los Angeles Detective

Maurice Dhawan lowered his voice, and there was a hint of surprise in his tone, "Really?"

"Yes."

"Where did you find it? Is it the area I pointed out to you?"

"no"

"Don't mention that place. I was followed and injured. It was hard for me to get rid of the other party."

"Is the injury serious?"

"Yes, I need therapy."

"Who is following you?"

"I don't know either. The other party was driving a blue pickup truck and wearing a black hood. He chopped me with a machete."

"Then where did you find the treasure?"

"Because I was being followed, I didn't search for too long in the area you mentioned. I entered the next area and found a balance stone at the bottom of the canyon. There was a crescent-shaped crack next to it. There was a stone in the corner of the crack. Heap, treasure chest was found in the pile of stones.

There's a lot of good stuff in the box, Morris, and we're rich! "

Maurice Dhawan shook his fist vigorously, "Great, our efforts are finally not in vain, where are you now?"

"It's at the meeting place we said, do you want to come and find me?"

"As I said, those bastards began to suspect me, and they took away the keys to the motorcycle."

"Then what are you going to do? If they detain you, do you want to give them some treasures?"

Maurice Dhawan sighed, "How much are you going to give them?"

"If I only give them 1/5, I can accept it."

Maurice Dhawan thought for a while and said, "People are greedy, so they may not accept this distribution plan.

So you pick me up from the assembly point, along the south bank from east to west.

I will find a way to get out. "

"Can you walk on your feet?"

"Yes, but it may aggravate the foot injury, but it's nothing compared to the treasure. It's just a pity for my motorcycle. It has been with me for many years."

"Come on? Forget about that broken car, these treasures are enough to buy hundreds of them."

"You're right." Maurice Dhawan made up his mind.

The night became more and more quiet.

Maurice Dhawan felt that time had slowed down, and he had been observing the movement of the RV through the gap in the window.

No sound was heard, and no one could be seen passing by the windows.

He felt that the two of them were probably asleep.

But thinking of Luke's resoluteness today, he must be on guard against himself, so he decided to wait.

Maurice Dhawan is an old hunter, and the most important thing to be a hunter is to be patient.

Maurice Dhawan took advantage of this time to squint for a while, recharging his energy.

In the middle of the night, Maurice Dawan opened his eyes suddenly, and looked in the direction of the RV again.

He watched for about ten minutes, but there was still no movement in the RV.

It was already past three o'clock in the morning, and it was also the time when people were most likely to get sleepy. Even if Luke had doubts about himself, he should relax his vigilance at this time.

Maurice Dhawan took out the walkie-talkie and contacted Gray Roach, asking her to pick him up on the way.

Maurice Dawan grabbed his belongings and shotgun and climbed out from the opposite direction of the RV.

Because he was worried that Luke was still watching, Maurice Dawan was still careful, and crawled forward for a while before slowly standing up and limping forward.

Leaning on crutches, he walked faster and faster, as if he saw hope ahead.

After walking forward for a while, he didn't hear the familiar sound of a tricycle, knowing that Luke hadn't followed, he was relieved and his pace slowed down.

His injured foot was already aching a little.

Walked forward for about ten minutes.

There was a flame not far ahead.

He sat on the ground and watched with binoculars, and a motorcycle was parked next to the fire.

It's Gray Roach's car.

Sitting next to him was the figure of a woman, who should be Gray Roach.

Maurice Dhawan put away the binoculars and walked forward slowly.

"Grey." Maurice Dawan called softly, but the other party did not answer.

Maurice Dawan frowned slightly, stepped forward and patted Gray Roach on the shoulder, and Gray Roach tilted his body and fell to the ground.

Maurice Dhawan took a closer look, Gray Roach's face was lifeless, there was blood on her chest, and her ribcage had been cut open. Although she couldn't see it clearly, Maurice Dhawan felt that her internal organs were also missing.

"Fuck."

Maurice Dhawan was shocked and felt a chill down his back.

He vaguely heard footsteps and someone behind him.

He grabbed the shotgun on his back and turned sharply.

"Ah" sound.

Maurice Dhawan felt a sharp pain in his right arm,

A machete cut off his right arm directly.

The assailant was a man wearing a hood. He looked like a man. He was hiding behind the big rock next to him. Dawan's back.

The arm fell to the ground, and the shotgun fell to the ground.

Maurice Dhawan was in pain, but he had no time to take care of his broken arm, because the murderer wanted not only his arm, but might even kill him.

He wants to fight back, but he has no weapons at hand and his hand is broken. He can only run now, but he has wounds on his feet and bleeding from his elbows.

In this case, he didn't think he could run past the opponent.

"Haha..." The man wearing the hood let out a burst of laughter, and he took out a gold pocket watch from his pocket.

"Old man, do you want to play a game?

I'll give you a minute, you can run away, or find any weapon other than a shotgun, and in a minute, I'll find you.

Once I find it, it will be chopped into pieces.

Timing begins. "

Maurice Dhawan knew he was teasing himself, but he was not capable of fighting at all in his current state.

His first instinct was to run to the RV camp.

A man with a machete blocked his way, "This direction is not acceptable, I know what you want to do? But I don't want to disturb those people for the time being.

They're my prey tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, so what's the point of catching them all at once? Can you understand that feeling? "

"You bloody pervert."

Maurice Dhawan cursed, turned around and ran forward, but his foot was injured, his arm was bleeding all the time, and his body was very weak.

He knew that he would definitely not be able to escape, he had to do something, even if he died, he would have to make that pervert pay the price.

"9, 8, 7, 6..."

The man in the hood wiped the blood off the machete with Gray Roach's clothes, "Old man, are you ready? I'm going to find you."

The man in the hood held a machete in his right hand, a shotgun on his back, a revolver on his waist, and a flashlight with him, but he didn't use it.

He chased Maurice Dhawan in the direction in which he was running. He was not running very fast, but he was very rhythmic, and his eyes looked around from time to time.

Although he was wearing a hood and couldn't see his expression clearly, it could be felt from his body movements that he was very excited.

After running for a while, the man in the hood stopped and waved the machete habitually with his right hand, "Here I come!

I can hear your fast breathing, your heartbeat speeding up, I know where you are.

You can't run away, haha..."

There are a few tall spruce trees not far ahead. The man wearing the hood could vaguely see something under the tree. When he approached, he found half a shoe exposed behind the tree. The corner of the man wearing the hood raised his mouth slightly.

He looked around, but there was no other movement, he took a few steps forward and stopped, looked down at his feet, there were a few bloodstains that had just dripped.

He clenched the machete in his right hand, walked to the spruce tree, and slashed down on the shoe, as if he wanted to cut off the sole of the opponent's foot.

"Snapped!"

The man wearing the hood was very strong, and the machete was very sharp. He cut a big hole in the upper of the shoe, but no blood flowed out as imagined.

"Damn bastard!" The man in the hood cursed angrily, he stood up quickly, and turned around in a hurry to look around.

The back is empty and unobstructed, and no one can be seen.

The man in the hood turned around again, looking at the spruce tree in front, only behind the spruce tree can hide.

The moment he turned his head, a person flashed out from behind the spruce tree, it was Maurice Dawan whose right hand was cut off.

"Go to hell!" Maurice Dhawan held the dagger in his left hand and thrust it into the abdomen of the man wearing a hood at a very fast speed.

"laugh……"

It didn't feel like cutting meat with a sharp blade as imagined, but it seemed to be inserted into a stone.

"Do you like my bulletproof vest? Haha." The man in the hood sneered, swung the machete in his hand, and slashed at Maurice Dhawan's left hand.

"Pfft..."

"ah……"

Maurice Dhawan's left hand was also slashed, but this time it did not fall.

Maurice Dawan let out a scream, and the dagger fell to the ground.

Both his hands were injured, and he was completely unable to resist. Regardless of the pain in his body, he turned around and ran away.

The man in the hood just watched quietly, then took out the golden pocket watch from his pocket again, "I like you.

Your knife just now made me feel a crisis, very exciting, you are a good target.

I want to play with you again, and I hope you can surprise me again.

60, 59, 58, 57, 56..."

two minutes ago.

Beside the light motorcycle, the body of the black woman was still lying on the ground, and blood had seeped into the surrounding ground.

"Da da..." There was a slight sound of footsteps, and a black-haired young man walked over.

Luke has been following Maurice Dawan. In order to avoid the other party's discovery, Luke did not follow too closely, but followed far behind with a telescope.

Because of the dim light, I almost lost track, and only after tracking with shoe prints did I catch up here.

He vaguely saw the conflict between Maurice Dhawan and the man in the hood through the binoculars, but Luke didn't appear immediately, he was worried that the man in the hood had accomplices.

The sky is dark and the vision is poor. If the man wearing the hood really has an accomplice nearby, Luke is likely to be attacked from both sides, which is very dangerous.

After observing for a while, Luke didn't find any traces of other people, so he came over.

He walked to the side of the black woman, and what he saw was a cold corpse with its chest cut open, and the death looked miserable.

Luke also saw a section of arm on the ground. Although he didn't see it very clearly just now, he could roughly guess that this section of arm should belong to Maurice Dawan.

The murderer is a ruthless character!

It is not an easy task to cut off a person's arm with a single volley.

Luke guessed that the murderer either had a deep hatred with the two, or was a pervert, or was trying to snatch the treasure.

Another scream came from a distance, it sounded like Maurice Dawan's, and it shouldn't be very far away.

Luke still didn't rush over there in a hurry, and checked the shoe prints on the ground. He recognized the shoe prints of three people, including the shoe prints of Maurice Dawan and the black female dead, and the shoe prints of another man. I have seen it, it is the shoe print that appeared in the cave yesterday.

Luke probably knew it well, and no fifth person was found at the scene.

Luke walked on, he decided to meet the murderer.

Not to save Maurice Dhawan, but for the treasure.

The reason why treasure hunters will kill is probably for the treasure, and Luke doesn't want to miss this opportunity.

He checked his equipment, two pistols and a dagger.

Luke glanced back. Walker hadn't arrived yet, so he decided not to wait.

Holding a gun in both hands, Luke walked towards Maurice Dawan, who was screaming. After walking for a few hundred meters, he saw blood all over the ground and a shoe that had been slashed, but he did not see Maurice Dawan. Dhawan's body.

Luke glanced around, checked the shoe prints on the ground, and chased to the right.

At this moment, he heard a man's voice, "Old man, have you hidden it?

do you know? I have been thinking about whether to kill you after finding you this time, or cut off a certain part of your body.

You are a good prey, I am really reluctant to kill you. "

Luke stalked over to the sound and yelled, "Hey, hold on!"

"Wow, did someone join the game again? But I haven't invited you yet, it's very rude of you."

Luke cut him off, snapping, "Drop the machete! Hands up!"

The man in the hood dropped the machete, raised his hands slowly, and then turned around abruptly.

"Bang bang bang!" Luke shot directly, and a bright light came from the darkness, hurting his eyes a little.

It turned out that the moment the man wearing the hood turned around, he was shot in the back, and after turning around, he was shot again in the chest, but he was wearing body armor and did not hurt his vitals.

The man in the hood also fought back, taking out a flashlight with his left hand and shining it on Luke, temporarily preventing him from seeing the target clearly.

Then he also took out the revolver on his waist and launched a counterattack, "Bang bang bang!"

Luke quickly fell to the ground and rolled a few times, one to avoid the bullets, and the other to avoid the flashlight, so that the eyes would lose sight of the target.

Luke's movements were very agile, and the opponent's bullet did not hit him. Luke used a precision card and shot at the murderer's right wrist.

"Bang bang!" He fired two shots in a row, one shot missed, and the other just hit the opponent's wrist.

"Ah!" The man in the hood let out a scream, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

The man wearing the hood knelt down and picked up the gun with his left hand. Luke fired again, "Bang bang!" Two more shots hit the man wearing the hood on the left wrist!

"Ah!" The man in the hood let out a roar, and he didn't know whether it was pain or anger.

Luke stood up, patted the dust on his body, and used another precision card. He had to find the treasure, or he would lose a lot.

Fortunately, Luke is in good health, and in addition to the dim light, the bullets fired by the man wearing the hood didn't hit him, otherwise he would have to consume a bullet avoidance card, which would be a real loss.

Luke walked over, kicked the revolver away, and took off his hood.

Under the hood is a Caucasian man in his forties, with a scar under his left cheek, combined with the angry expression on his face, it looks a bit hideous.

Luke stared at the other party, his eyes fell on the body armor, "You actually have a steel plate inserted, what a pervert."

Luke doesn't like to wear body armor since he got the bullet-proof card, and the reason is very complicated.

First of all, there are many types of body armor. The most common body armor has average protection. It can only protect against pistol bullets, but not daggers and rifles. The advantage is that it is light.

The other is a body armor with steel plates or ceramics inserted. This bulletproof ability will be much better, but it will still be uncomfortable after being hit by a rifle, and it will affect the flexibility of the body to a certain extent.

Just like Luke just now, if he wears a body armor with steel plates inserted, his body will not be so flexible, and he may not be able to avoid the shooting of the man wearing a hood.

The body armor can only protect the vital parts of the body, and other places may be injured as well.

Of course, for ordinary people, it is definitely safer to wear body armor.

"May I have your name?"

Although the white man was injured, he still did not give in, "Go to hell!"

Luke kicked him down, searched him, and took out a golden pocket watch from his pocket. The retro style and workmanship gave him a feeling of deja vu.

"Sure enough, you stole my treasure!"