Jack glanced at Drax. Unwilling to provoke this hot-tempered senior, he nodded decisively. "Yes."
Luke asked, "Did you find any signs that the other bodies were taken away?"
Jack's eyes flickered, but he still shook his head. "There's no evidence of that."
Luke nodded. "Alright, can I take a look at the bodies of the eighteen victims? Hm, I'm just taking a look. I won't do anything. "
Jack nodded helplessly. "Let's go. The bodies are in the forensics department."
In the morgue of the forensics department, Luke opened the body bags of the corpses one by one and only examined their injuries.
Finally, he found a body with a small hole in its chest.
After taking a closer look, he activated Sharp Nose and suddenly turned his head to ask Jack, "What's the difference between this person and the other victims?"
Jack said, "We suspect that he might be the first victim, because his body is right at the door. Based on the habits of the Hell Angels, this person is probably a lookout at the bar. "
Luke asked, "Have you identified the wound on his chest?"
Jack said, "Not yet. There are too many bodies."
Luke nodded. "You can check this first."
Jack asked, "What did you find?"
Luke pointed at the hole in the body's chest with his index finger and gestured at Jack. "Do you understand?"
Jack was stunned. "Are you saying that someone poked this hole with their finger?"
Luke shrugged. "It could also be a prosthetic limb or something similar to a finger. At least we have another direction to go in."
When Jack heard this, he accepted this explanation.
Compared with using sulfur to kill someone, it wasn't strange that someone had killed someone with a prosthetic hand.
Luke glanced at Drax. "Should I say it here or when we go back?"
Stunned, Drax looked at Jack and thought for a moment before he nodded. "It's fine if we talk here, but you haven't said anything since we left."
Jack's face darkened as he listened on the side. "You two are really related. Even in front of me, you speak so bluntly!"
Clearly, Luke had discovered something else, and directly asked his grandfather if he should tell Jack.
Drax, on the other hand, said that he could, but he couldn't admit to anything he said after they left. Clearly, he wanted Luke to have nothing to do with the case.
Although Jack cursed in his heart, he didn't dare to say anything.
He had seen Drax in a berserk state once when he was young and had always been afraid of this violent old man.
Even if Drax was old, Jack didn't want to piss him off.
"I promise that Luke won't be in any trouble," said Jack.
Looking at Drax's expression, he raised his hand with a bitter smile and swore. "I swear on my father's friendship with you."
Drax nodded in satisfaction and signaled for Luke to speak.
Luke raised a finger. "First, there should be at least two murderers or accomplices. He was the one who used his finger or a prosthetic hand to poke the chest of the dead man at the door. Secondly, if you have connections, it's best to contact the relevant department directly. This case is very difficult for ordinary police to solve. "
Jack frowned. "You mean …"
Luke said, "That's exactly what it means. If you continue to investigate, the danger you'll encounter might be beyond imagination. It's safest to hand it over to the professionals. "
At this point, he nodded at Drax. "Let's go, Grandpa."
Without hesitation, Drax turned around and left.
For his sake, Luke had told Jack this information. As an elder, Luke had been very kind.
Luke got into the car and went straight back to the hotel. "Grandpa, this is a little troublesome. Take Joseph back to Shackelford."
Drax snorted. "No matter who the murderer is, I won't be afraid of them."
Luke sighed. "What if they're not human?"
Drax was surprised. "What do you mean?"
Luke said, "The hole in the chest of the victim at the door wasn't made by a prosthetic hand, but by a finger."
Drax frowned. "Are you sure you didn't see wrong?"
Stabbing a person's chest with a finger wasn't scientific at all.
Luke said, "No. I've worked a lot of cases and dabbled in forensics. I definitely didn't see wrong. "
Drax was silent.
Luke continued, "I've seen a few strange cases this year, and the murderer can't be solved with a gun. The FBI has a special department to deal with these things. Should I inform them?"
Drax hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head. "Remind Jack. If possible, give him the numbers of those agencies and let him choose. "
When they arrived at the hotel, Ferreira was already there with Joseph and the luggage.
He would also be returning to Shackelford in the same car. He could switch drivers midway and help Luke keep an eye on Drax.
Before they set off, Drax pulled Luke and said in a low voice, "Since I'm going back, don't stay here. Head straight back to Los Angeles tonight."
Luke said with a smile, "Then I'll stay in the hotel for the night. At the very least, I have to confirm that you're home."
Drax glared at him helplessly. "Alright, I'm a man of my word. I'll call you when I arrive tonight."
"Don't be in a hurry to drive. I'll sleep in advance," said Luke.
Faced with Luke's watchful eyes, the stubborn old man was a little helpless.
If it hadn't been for him, Luke wouldn't have flown back from Los Angeles in a hurry.
There was something unimaginable involved in this case, and Luke certainly wouldn't let him "seek revenge" here on his own.
For his grandchildren's safety, the old man decisively compromised.
Watching them set off, Luke called a taxi and sent them out of the city.
After Drax's Raptor entered the highway in the northwest and headed for Shackelford, Luke had the driver turn around and head back to the city.
Not long after the taxi entered the city, he heard a series of noises coming from east to west, quickly approaching the street he was on.
The next moment, there was a loud bang, and the taxi was sent spinning in the air by a huge shockwave before it was sent flying and smashed into the ground.
“shxt！” Luke cursed as he quickly opened the car door and dashed out in advance.
The taxi crashed to the ground. Luke walked over and asked the dizzy driver, "Are you feeling unwell?"
The driver coughed. "No, I'm fine. What happened just now? "
Luke listened to him and confirmed that he was fine.
It was a good habit to wear a seatbelt. Even though the car had flipped, the driver wasn't injured.
Luke got the driver out of the driver's seat and helped him sit down on the side of the road. He then found the driver's phone in the car and used it to call 911 to explain the situation.
Giving the driver the phone and a hundred dollars, Luke said, "Here's the fare. I'll call the police for you. Just wait here. "He then dashed into an alley on the side.
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