The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

Chapter 300 Drilling Machine Camp

"Tell me, Chip, what happened to your sister Natalie?" Jane stood in front of the cripple.

"What's the matter?" Chip looked confused, shaking his head as if he hadn't yet recovered from the effects of the medicine.

"Which white man did that cousin hook up with in town? She said she wanted to bring me food the day before yesterday, but she never showed up."

"Snapped!"

Jack got so angry that he slapped him back, knocking back the rest of his words.

"Poof!" Chip was knocked over directly into the snow, with blood oozing from his mouth and nose. The guy kneeling next to him was so frightened that he quickly moved his knees on the ground and moved away. Far away.

"She said she wanted to see you, but she never showed up. You just stayed in this ghost place with peace of mind? You're not worried at all?"

Jack grabbed the kid's collar and lifted him up from the ground into the air. The fist in his right hand clenched loudly, but it still couldn't fall down. He was worried that he would punch the little bastard to death directly.

"Jack, stop, we still have questions to ask." Jane tried to grab his arm, but found that she couldn't move it.

The old sheriff also hurried up to help, but the joint efforts of the two of them failed to move Jack's arm, and finally he snorted coldly and let go of his hand.

Chip collapsed into the snow like slush, coughing desperately, and finally spat out two bloody teeth.

"The town is at least 20 miles away from here. Did she say how she was going to get here?"

Probably woken up by Jack's slap, the kid struggled to get up from the ground and looked at the old sheriff.

"What did he mean? What happened to my sister?"

"What does he mean? What exactly does he mean?"

Seeing that everyone was silent, Kip's voice gradually took on a crying tone, as if he finally realized something was wrong.

Jack didn't pay any attention to Saby, but walked aside to send a message to Aaliyah and Braxton.

There is only 3G signal in the reserved area, and the signal will become extremely poor if it is a little farther away from the populated area, and the efficiency of calling is not as good as texting.

"What happened to my sister?" Chip's voice had turned into a roar, and Jane and the old sheriff looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Corey Lambert, who had been silent all this time, suddenly pointed toward the northwest with a low voice.

"I found out she was raped and died there, that's why we came to you, child."

"No no. It's impossible!"

Chip shook his head desperately and looked at the old sheriff. Seeing that he avoided his gaze, he collapsed, banged his head on the ground, and let out a heart-rending cry.

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The ambulance came after all. They came to take away the body in the house, and Braxton rushed over with Aaliyah.

Seeing the horrible appearance of her brother, Aaliyah picked up the shovel used to shovel snow behind the house and beat him all over his face. Chip lay on the ground, not even daring to squeak.

Jack didn't pay attention to the family interaction between the siblings, but came to Corey who had been looking into the distance thoughtfully and asked, "Natalie doesn't have a car, if she wants to come here to see her brother, do you think she will use it?" In what way?"

"I need a map." Corey stretched out his hand to the old police chief beside him. The other man rolled his eyes and returned to his police car. After a while, he took out a plastic map and spread it out on the hood of the car.

"This is where I found Natalie, near the treeline of the mountain." Corey confirmed a point with his finger, and then swiped to the lower right of the map.

"This is where we are now, and it's the closest house, which is about 4 miles (6.5 kilometers) away."

"There are no buses at night. If she chooses to take a ride, she should choose to take a ride to Rand Town. If the driver doesn't want to take a special detour, he will drop her off here."

His finger fell on a nearby north-south road. "This is the closest distance, less than two miles. If you walk, it's barely acceptable."

"I guess she was kidnapped near the highway, or shortly after getting off the highway, but it's been two days now, and there have been several consecutive snowstorms. Even if there are any traces left, nothing can be seen now."

Jane's finger traced a thin line on the map, "Where does this fork in the road lead?"

The old sheriff came over and took a look, "That's a drilling rig camp of an energy company in Texas. They built a simple road. There are prefabricated houses for workers to live there, but there won't be anyone there until the end of spring. Now, It’s too cold.”

Jack measured the distance between the drilling machine and where Natalie's body was found, and found that the distance between the two was at least 6 miles, or nearly 10 kilometers.

He felt that he had found his target, but it seemed impossible because when he found Natalie, her feet were bare, indicating that she was in a hurry when she ran away and did not even have time to put on shoes.

An 18-year-old girl ran barefoot for nearly 10 kilometers in the snow at more than degrees below zero, and finally died of alveolar rupture instead of freezing to death. This does not sound like something that is humanly possible.

Even if he were to come, he would probably have to cast one or two healing spells on himself halfway through.

But Jack thought of the words the hunter said before, "Mr. Lambert, do you remember the words you said yesterday when you showed us the corpse? You said that girl was a tenacious fighter."

Corey suddenly looked up at Jack, his eyes becoming very serious.

"You also suspect that she is from here"

Jane covered her mouth in disbelief, "But the two sides are at least 6 miles apart!"

Jack didn't answer, but looked at the old sheriff, "Is there really no one there?"

"There should be some security guys who take care of the expensive equipment in winter, a bunch of drunks, and often go to town to make trouble."

The old sheriff looked at the map, and his tone became very determined, "It seems that the situation has gradually become clear, Corey, I want you to go to the drilling camp with us tomorrow, I remember they installed a lot of cameras nearby."

Corey nodded, then shook his head again, "It's not a good idea to hunt wolves where they are crowded."

Jack was thoughtful when he heard the words, and looked at Braxton who had been with his fiancée not far away. Seeing his posture, he seemed to be debating whether to persuade his wife to beat his brother-in-law together.

What if a tiger in wolf skin was mixed in the pack of wolves in advance?

Thinking of this in his heart, he raised his hand and waved at the other party, "Braxton, I remember you said that you used to be a security contractor for a mining company here?"

Not far away, Braxton's eyes lit up when he heard the words. Since returning to this ghostly place, he has been aggrieved, and now it's finally his turn to play?