Los Angeles Detective

Last time, Luke and Walker dug up gold ornaments in Big Bear Lake with similar craftsmanship.

He suspected that this gold watch also came from the buried treasure of Forrest Finn.

"Where is my treasure?"

The middle-aged Caucasian man with a scar on his face seemed dumbfounded when asked, "What treasure, I don't know what you're talking about?"

Luke said, "That black girl and the old man stole my treasure. If you robbed them, the treasure must have fallen into your hands."

"Haha... Another poor ghost looking for treasure." The scarred man smiled and shook his head, "The two people you mentioned don't have any treasure at all."

"Then why did you kill them?"

"I want to make myself happy. Killing and torture can make me happy. It is their honor to die by my hands." The man with the scar suddenly raised his voice, making people shudder.

"It's an honor for you to be caught by me." Luke smiled and kicked the pocket watch into his pocket. "Tell me, where did you hide my treasure?"

"Don't you understand American English? I've used this pocket watch for a month, and I have the face to say it's yours?"

"So, you stole my treasure a month ago."

The man with the scar "..."

Luke glanced around and persuaded, "Give me back the treasure, it will be good for everyone."

The man with the scar asked back, "What good do I have?"

"My companion is carrying a medicine kit. He will come over in a while and he can bandage your wound, and you will survive."

"Then, hand me over to the police and spend the rest of my life in prison?"

"You sound like you killed a lot of people." Luke guessed, "You don't have other criminal records, do you?"

"Hehe..." The man with the scar sneered, "You can't get anything from me, even if you kill me."

Luke said softly, "I won't kill you, I will heal your wounds, and then let you know that prison is not the worst place, and sometimes sending prisoners to prison is a kind of protection for them."

Luke tore off the scarred man's clothes, stuffed the sleeves into his mouth, and stepped on his injured arm with his right foot, "I'll help you stop the bleeding. Although the process is a bit painful, the effect will be very good."

"Hmm..." The scarred man wailed in pain.

"Don't react so big, it's just the beginning..." The man with the scar twisted his body, struggling like a big shrimp, but his arms were injured and his feet were shackled, so he couldn't fight back effectively .

After a few minutes, the scarred man collapsed from the pain, his clothes were drenched in cold sweat, and he was about to pass out from the pain, before Luke slowly moved his right foot, "Where is my treasure?

Sorry, forgot you were gagged, you are an experienced person and should know what to do. "

Luke pulled the sleeve out of his mouth.

"Fuck! You pervert!" the man with the scar growled, spouting a lot of saliva.

Luke took two steps back, "It's nothing, is it the beginning or the end, it's up to you to decide?"

The man with the scar gasped heavily, "You are right, I obtained a treasure, but it has nothing to do with the two of them.

I don't know if they stole your treasure, and I don't care about treasure.

I can give you my treasure.

But what good am I? "

"I am a normal person, not a pervert, as long as you return my treasure to me.

I have no reason against you, and you don't have to suffer any more.

You should be very clear that those treasures have no meaning for the rest of your life. When it came to sensitive topics, Luke used a probe card to prevent eavesdropping or recording.

Although it is unlikely, it is still prudent. After all, Maurice Dawan is missing now, and he may be somewhere nearby.

There was no response from the probe card, and Luke was relieved.

The man with the scar said, "Let me go, those treasures are yours."

"What makes you think you have the right to bargain with me?" Luke shoved the sleeve of his clothes into his mouth, and stepped on the arm in his hand again with his right foot.

"Hmm..." The scarred man let out another suppressed scream.

The cry lasted for a while, and Luke felt that he was reaching the limit before he moved his right foot and took off the sleeve that was stuffed in his mouth, "Where is the treasure?"

"In my camp."

"Is there anyone else in your camp?"

"Does the dead count?"

"You also killed other people."

"Otherwise, why would the treasure fall into my hands? Do you think I'm a treasure hunter?" The scarred man spat bloody spit on the ground.

Luke looked at the face of the man with the scar, "What's your name?"

"Marlon Backus."

"Do you have a case?" Luke was a little curious about the identity of the other party. Ordinary treasure hunters should leave the canyon after obtaining the treasure.

But the man with the scar didn't leave, but continued to stay and slaughter the treasure hunters, which meant that his real purpose might not be the treasure.

"Which case are you referring to?"

"How many crimes have you committed?"

Marlon Backus shook his head. "I don't remember either."

"Then what types of crimes have you committed?"

"Killing. I just like killing. It's the only thing I'm good at."

"Like?" Luke frowned slightly. "I've seen many criminals, but very few of them say they like to kill people. Are you a pervert?"

"Haha...you're not the first to say that, but I'm not.

I just love the... feeling, it's exciting.

Have you ever killed someone? "Marlon Backus asked himself and answered, "Yes, you must have killed someone, and your marksmanship is very good. I should have thought that you were not an ordinary person.

who are you?

soldier? police? FBI? cia? Or a gang member? "

"I ask you to answer, don't make yourself uncomfortable.

Are you a wanted fugitive? "

"Yes, I am not only a wanted criminal, but also a murderer, are you afraid?"

Luke smiled, "You are hiding in the canyon because you are wanted."

Marlon Backus sighed, "In the beginning, I really thought that, the canyon is deserted, there are no mobile phones, no communication, maybe it is a good place to live in seclusion.

The only regret is that it's kind of boring. "

Marlon Backus showed a weird smile and licked his tongue, "But after living here for a while, I gradually realized that there are not no people here. People often come to wander around in the canyon. At first I was a little worried that I would exposed.

It turned out that these people were not interested in me at all. They came to the canyon to find treasure.

They come from all over the country. In order to prevent others from prying into the secrets of the treasure, they keep it secret all the way, and even those close to them don't know their exact location.

My originally bleak life is like opening a skylight. Isn't this the playground I dream of? Marlon Bacchus became more and more excited as he spoke, "There are rocks and mud everywhere here. If someone is killed, he can be buried anywhere, and no one can find it."

There are no other residents here, no mobile phone communication here, this is a paradise isolated from the world.

This is like a paradise specially prepared by God for me.

I'd have a great time tonight if you weren't there. "

"The black woman and the white old man are also your prey?"

"Not only them, but also the black guy, he has a strong physique, and it would be wonderful to cut his chest with a knife."

"You stole his gasoline?"

Marlon Backus nodded, "It's me, without gasoline, he can't leave the canyon, so I can play with him slowly.

It's a pity that the canyon ranger came to make trouble and sent gasoline to the black guy. "

"You put those traps too?"

"Yes, that was a little surprise, did you like it?"

"I like it so much that I want to kill you."

Marlon Backus shook his head, "nonono, there's absolutely no need for this.

I am a wanted criminal with many cases on my back. It is impossible for me to leave this canyon, let alone contact the police on my own initiative.

So, you don't have to worry about me betraying you.

I will hand over the treasure to you.

We won't have any intersections if you leave here, there is no need to kill me. "

Luke said, "You took the initiative to speak out about your crimes, just hoping that I would let you go?"

"Yes, I will not have any contact with the outside world, nor will I have any influence on you.

As long as you agree, I will take you to the camp immediately and give you all the treasures. "

Luke didn't answer, but asked instead, "How did you get the treasure?"

Marlon Backus smiled again, with a look of reminiscence, "That was a windfall.

In fact, I'm not very interested in treasures, and I can't spend this thing.

About a month ago, two people entered the canyon to hunt for treasure, and I can't remember the first wave I encountered.

These two treasure hunters are very professional. They have drones, compressed biscuits, cars, motorcycles, and by the way, the body armor on me is also theirs.

These two people are not easy to deal with. In fact, I am also a little hesitant whether to attack them.

I have observed them around with a telescope for a long time, but I dare not approach them for fear that they will find out...

Every day they search the canyon...

One day, when they came back from treasure hunting, it was a little different from before. They were very excited, took out a lot of food, drinks, and held a small party.

As a result, both of those guys were drunk, and I saw my opportunity...and killed them.

By the way, their equipment and treasures were also accepted.

In fact, compared with those treasures, I enjoyed the process more. They are all very powerful people, and they are difficult to deal with under normal circumstances.

Also, the white old man is also very powerful tonight, if I didn't wear a bulletproof vest..."

Luke pressed, "How many treasure hunters did you kill?"

"I can't remember clearly, there should be no more than ten people. I rarely actively contact outsiders. The canyon is so big that it is impossible to meet everyone.

I really like this place. Looking at the expressions of those treasure hunters who were extremely happy, they knelt down and begged me to let them go, and even offered to give me the treasure...

They just don't know, I don't care about the treasure. Marlon Backus curled up a sneering smile, "They're just a flock of sheep, they only stare at the grass on the ground.

In my eyes, they are the best prey.

With them, I can live in Red Rock Canyon for the rest of my life. "

Luke said, "I can now confirm that you are not only a wanted criminal, but also a pervert.

I also believe that you will not leave Red Rock Canyon and have contact with the outside world.

Give me the treasure, and I don't care about your affairs. "

"Can I take your word for it?"

"Do you have a choice?"

"I believe in you and hope you will keep your promise."

Soon, Walker also rushed over, and the three rushed to Marlon Backus' camp together.

This time, though, Luke wasn't driving a trike, but Marlon Backus' blue pickup truck.

This car has a high chassis and sufficient power, and its traffic capacity is much stronger than that of an RV.

Under the command of Marlon Bacchus, the three of them entered the bottom of the canyon, drove for half an hour in a winding and rugged way, and came to a hidden canyon gap.

It is said to be a gap, but it is also 20 meters wide. It is very narrow for the entire canyon. It is indeed called a gap, but it can already meet the life of Marlon Bacchus.

After getting out of the car, Luke glanced around, "Where is the treasure?"

Marlon Backus had a bandage wrapped around his wrist, but his face was still a little pale. He said weakly, "It's in the cave on the east side of the gap in the canyon. I'm not very interested in that thing, so I left it in the cave. in the corner."

"You lead the way." Luke pushed him, took out a pistol from his waist for security, and said to Walker in the cab, "Stay in the car."

"clear."

Marlon Backus and Luke walked toward the cave one after the other.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and with the illumination of the car lights, Luke could vaguely see the situation inside the cave.

The two walked near the entrance of the cave, and suddenly a figure flashed from the side of the cave, holding an AK47 and shooting at the two of them, "Da da da..."

Luke hurriedly jumped to the side and hid on the side of the stone wall. He felt a bullet fly past his cheek, and a trace of fear arose in his heart.

Marlon Backus was not so lucky, knocked to the ground by a bullet.

"Da da da……"

The firepower of the AK47 was fierce, bullets were strafing the wall, stones and dust were flying everywhere, and a woman shouted, "fuck! You bastards go to God!"

Luke hid on the side of the wall and didn't dare to show his head at all. He just pressed his right hand against the wall and fired a few shots blindly.

Luke considered whether to lie on the ground, change his position and shoot, and kill the opponent while he was not paying attention.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound.

Luke could hear it, too, but it didn't sound like it was coming from the barrel of an AK47.

Then, the AK47 gunfire stopped abruptly.

Luke guessed that the opponent might be changing the bullets and was about to go out to fight back, but the number of bullets in his heart was not right.

Could it be...

The shooter with an AK47 was killed.

"Luke, you can come out!" Walker's voice sounded in the distance.

Luke stepped out of the wall and saw a white woman with an AK47 lying on the ground, the area around her head was already stained red.

And Walker stood beside the pickup truck, holding a sniper rifle in his hand, and he looked taller and taller under the background of the headlights.

Luke gave a thumbs up, "Good job, man!"