The smell of blood belonged to the man in the couple named Steve.
The smell of dog blood, if he wasn't wrong, should belong to the naughty kid's dog in the small town at the foot of the mountain.
Luke didn't enter the house, but quickly ran through the woods in pursuit of Steve's blood.
Mixed with the smell of Steve's blood was the smell of his girlfriend, Jenny, and Annie.
Annie had probably called Luke because she had received a call for help from the couple.
When they chatted, Luke had told her that he was a police officer and a safety instructor at No. 37 Middle School's campground.
If she called the police directly, it would be impossible to tell when the police would arrive.
This wasn't a town, but a forest at night. Police officers were also human, and they were afraid of accidents on the mountain roads at night.
Luke moved very quickly, and soon ran several hundred meters before he stopped in front of a dilapidated cabin near a pool.
He approached the cabin and said in a low voice, "Annie, don't make a sound. It's Luke."
Annie let out a small "ah" inside, but she forcefully swallowed her words halfway through her words.
Luke finally opened the dilapidated door of the cabin and walked in.
It was a tragic scene inside.
Steve was lying on the ground, covered in blood, his eyes filled with fear and despair.
Seeing Luke enter the door, he trembled in fear a moment later.
Jenny hurriedly whispered in his ear, "It's Luke. It's a police officer."
Steve looked at Luke with a little more hope in his eyes.
But he could no longer speak. His trembling lips were pale, and it was clear that he had lost too much blood.
Annie and Jenny were also covered in blood, but they weren't injured. They had only been stained with Steve's blood.
Luke gestured for them to keep quiet, before he quickly turned on his flashlight and examined Steve's injuries.
A moment later, he gave the flashlight to Annie and asked with a frown, "Who did this?"
Jenny said in a trembling voice, "It was those kids."
Luke asked, "The ones from the town down the mountain? Six people, all sixteen or seventeen years old, and one of them is a girl? With a dog? "
Jenny nodded quickly. "That's them."
Luke had already taken off his backpack and taken out some medical supplies. He put on a pair of rubber gloves and started to cut open Steve's clothes.
He continued to ask, "Why did they do this?"
Steve's injuries were not light, but they were not the kind of serious injuries caused by a sudden and vicious slash.
A hot-headed brat would easily make a vicious move. It was commonly known as not knowing how to hold back. This was also the reason why many brats ended up killing people.
However, there were more than a dozen wounds on Steve's body, and the wounds were not even. They were twisted and overlapped.
This kind of incision showed that when the other party attacked, it was not a direct cut, but a relatively slow cut. It was very likely that there were pauses in the middle, and the knife was repeated many times.
To put it bluntly, the wounds were more reminiscent of torture or torture than simple murder.
This situation was a little terrifying.
Jenny watched his rescue, and hope was ignited in her heart. She began to explain what had happened. "They, they stole our car. We went to look for … Steve found the place where they planted the weeds and wanted to take the car back. They let the dog go, and Steve stabbed the dog … They rushed over and caught him … Later, they tied Steve up and took turns cutting him with knives … "
Luke simply listened quietly and didn't interrupt her.
Jenny's words might not be the truth, or perhaps not the whole truth.
But with his Sharp Nose, he did detect the faint scent of fresh "weeds" on Steve and Jenny.
Annie added a few more details. For example, when Jenny came to help the injured Steve, and when she called Luke, the kids ran over to look for them.
At Annie's reminder, Jenny used clothes to temporarily stop Steve's bleeding, and threw away a piece of bloody clothing on another road.
The two women helped Steve hide in the shabby cabin, and only then did they avoid the kids who came after them.
Based on what the two women said and what had happened earlier, Luke had a rough idea of what had happened.
Maybe Steve and Jenny had had a fierce conflict with the kids, but it wasn't normal for a bunch of kids to do such a vicious thing to Steve.
After all, a normal kid would go to their parents or call the police when they were at a disadvantage, instead of capturing the other party and taking turns to attack them with knives.
A normal kid wouldn't be so brutal.
As he thought that, Luke sped up.
After giving Steve an anesthetic, she quickly cleaned his wound, then stuffed it with gauze and bandaged it.
This was only a temporary measure to alleviate Steve's blood loss.
The good news was that Steve's major arteries hadn't been damaged, and he could still be saved after they sent him down the mountain.
After Jenny told them what had happened, Luke asked Annie, "Where's your uncle Stephen?"
It wasn't normal that Stephen hadn't come out to stop the naughty kids when the kids had chased them all the way to the cabin.
Not to mention that Stephen was alone, there was an old double-barreled shotgun in the cabin, which could be used to intimidate the naughty kids.
Annie shook her head. "He said he was going to check the wiring this afternoon. It seems that the kids broke another wiring. He hasn't been back since he left."
Luke was lost for words.
Those naughty kids were truly annoying. They had never done anything good.
"Is the pickup still there at the campsite? And the car keys? "he asked.
Annie said, "Yes. The keys are hanging on the wall next to the living room door."
Luke sped up and finished treating Steve's wounds. He said to him, "Bear with the pain. I'll help you there."
Steve could only nod to show that he understood.
Luke helped him up with his left hand. "Let's go back and get the car. We'll take Steve to the hospital."
Jenny said, "But those kids …"
Luke drew his Glock from its holster with his right hand. "If anyone dares point a knife at me, I'll be more than happy to shoot them."
Jenny finally realized what was going on. "You …"
Annie hurriedly explained, "He's a police officer."
Luke was too lazy to take out his badge from his pocket.
If Jenny was suspicious of someone who had helped save her boyfriend's life, he wouldn't bother with her.
Jenny, however, reacted quickly. "Thank you, Luke."
Luke simply nodded and said to Annie, "I'll keep an eye on you. Don't panic. Just follow me."
"Okay." Annie nodded hard.
The four of them opened the door and left.
At this moment, the sky was dark and gloomy. Thunder rumbled and rustling sounds could be heard as rain began to fall.
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