Compared with the killer who made his crimes look artistic, this killer from Woodsburg was brutal, but not artistic at all.
Luke only had a rough understanding of the case, and felt that there were too many loopholes in it. This person could only do whatever he wanted in this small town.
The scariest thing about serial killers is the stealth and element of surprise in their actions.
Once the killer's real identity was exposed, two police officers who dared to open fire might be enough to kill him.
Luke remembered the scents of the four victims, but he took a closer look at the girl who was cuddling with her boyfriend.
The girl had fair skin and pretty facial features. More importantly, she was wearing a grey, tight-fitting sweater with a large number '10' in front of her chest that looked like an 'O'.
As a high school student, she was much more outstanding than Sandra, who was at the center of the case.
Selina leaned over suspiciously. "Why were you looking at No. 10 just now?"
Luke nodded solemnly. "I think she's the next victim."
"Why?" Selina was curious.
Luke said solemnly, "Because she has big breasts and is outgoing. She's also making out with her boyfriend in public. In classic horror movies, such characters usually don't live more than a third of the time. "
Selina couldn't help but look at her breasts, and suddenly felt that her safety was more likely to be compromised.
Among these factors, the only thing she lacked was a boyfriend.
Luke smiled when he saw her expression. "Don't worry. It won't be your turn for now. After all, the killer's targets are the residents of this small town, even if you're much bigger than her."
Selina subconsciously raised her head and stuck out her chest.
She really didn't care much about other people praising her.
But Luke's praise was different. It was a kind of psychological satisfaction, as if his whole body was floating.
Suddenly, two masked figures dashed out of the school building, chasing after a few screaming female students.
Luke glanced at them, but didn't bother to move.
Selina, however, stood up and charged at them.
Luke opened his mouth, but didn't say anything after thinking for a moment.
It wasn't a bad thing. As a detective, he had to face all kinds of complicated situations, and he couldn't be on the scene every time.
Selina's reaction was actually quite correct.
Luke had only been able to tell that it was a prank thanks to his Sharp Nose and sharp eyesight.
A few female students screamed and ran out of the school building, followed by two boys who were wearing the same masks and had their heads covered. Selina was in front of them.
She threw one boy to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw, then pinned the second boy down with a twisting arm grab. Selina's expression was a little ugly.
When she got closer, she realized that there was something wrong with the daggers in their hands. The texture didn't look like real metal.
She didn't pull out her gun and even held back a little.
Selina was lost for words when she flicked the knife that she had snatched away. It was a toy knife that had been painted with metal.
She then pulled off the masks of the two masked men at her feet, revealing the faces of two boys who were probably in the first or second grade of high school.
Selina was speechless. "What are you trying to do? Do you want to be detained at the police station for a night? "
Of the two boys, the one at the back wasn't injured much, but his arm was slightly twisted.
He stammered, "We, we were just joking."
Selina's face was cold. "Joking? Are you kidding me? Do you want to be identified as a murder suspect on TV? Do you? If you want, I can call the reporters over and put your faces on every household in the United States. "
The boy was clearly frightened, but the one on the ground who had just caught his breath asked in delight, "Ah, ah, can I really be famous? Then I'm willing! I'm willing! "
"Yes. Then, you'll be the stupidest high school student in America for the rest of your life, "Selina said disdainfully. "If you're lucky, nobody will recognize you when you get into college in a few years. If you're unlucky, all your college classmates will know that you're stupid. Oh, I forgot, with your pig-like brain, you'll never get into college. You'll just stay in this town and be called an idiot. "
The two boys lowered their heads in silence. More importantly, not only was this hot sister good at talking, she was also good at fighting.
Both boys had been impressed by her two grabs just now.
For many high school boys, a beautiful and sexy big sister was more attractive than a pure little girl.
It wasn't just the two of them; many students around them were glowing as they looked at Selina.
After all, her aura from when she attacked to when she was reprimanding them was too strong.
Most importantly, she! Was! Bright! Bright!
The number 10 girl who was lovey-dovey with her boyfriend wasn't very excited, but her boyfriend ran over to watch.
The number 10 girl suddenly looked at Luke, who was a few meters away, and moved closer. "Hey, is she your girlfriend?" As she spoke, she pouted at Selina.
Luke turned his head with a smile. "No, she's my cousin."
The number 10 girl paused when she saw that smile, and couldn't remember what she had been about to say.
Looking at her expression, Luke could only remind her, "What do you want?"
The number 10 girl came back to herself. "Ah, I-I wanted to ask, is your cousin so good because she practices Chinese kung fu?"
Luke thought for a moment, then shook his head. "It's not Chinese kung fu. It's more like … self-defense."
Gracie, the hegemon of a generation, would probably burst in fury if she heard that.
Brazilian jiu-jitsu, especially Gracie jiu-jitsu, was a top-notch combat technique that had once been used by many martial arts experts all over the world.
The number 10 girl's face glowed. "Women's self-defense is so good?"
She had taken down two boys in three seconds. For a high school girl, such efficiency was truly off the charts.
Luke chuckled. "It's indeed possible to reach this level with long-term training."
But judging from your breasts, I don't think that training will last long. He added inwardly.
Having big breasts didn't necessarily mean that a girl couldn't fight well, but it was definitely a heavy burden.
For example, in a close combat, the opponent only needed to reach them with two fingers, and they would be able to exert force and pinch this weak point. Most untrained girls wouldn't be able to take it.
Even if they could take it, they might lose it all in one go, and their opponent would turn the tables.
The number 10 girl didn't know that Luke was thinking such brutal thoughts, but she vaguely sensed that this handsome boy seemed to have glanced at her breasts a few times.
She wasn't shy. Instead, she was a little happy. She stuck out her chest and asked, "Can you do it too?"
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