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

"Tell me, Chip, what happened to your sister Natalie?" Jane stood in front of this useless man.

"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 then she never showed up. You just stay in this damn place with peace of mind? Are you 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 pull his arm hard, but found that she couldn't move it.

The old sheriff also hurriedly came up to help, but both of them couldn't move Jack's arm even half an inch. In the end, he snorted and let go.

Chip collapsed in the snow like mud, coughing desperately, and finally spit 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 did he mean? What did 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 ignored Shabby and walked aside to send a message to Aaliyah and Braxton.

The reservation only has 3G signals, and the signal becomes extremely poor when it is a little further from the population centers. The efficiency of making phone calls is not as good as text messages.

"What happened to my sister?" Chip's voice had turned into a roar. Jane and the old police chief 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 her raped and dead there. That's why we came to you, kid."

"No, no. This is 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 finally came, and they came to take away the body in the house. Braxton also came 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 did not pay attention to the family interaction between the siblings. Instead, he 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 the location where I found Natalie, near the tree line of the mountains." Corey confirmed a point with his finger, and then drew toward 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 10 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 what the hunter had said before, "Mr. Lambert, do you remember what you said yesterday when you showed us the body? 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 also be some security guys who look after the expensive equipment in the winter, and a bunch of drunkards who often go to town to cause trouble."

The old sheriff looked at the map and his tone became very firm, "It seems that the situation is gradually becoming clearer. 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, "It's not a good idea to hunt wolves where they gather."

Jack was thoughtful when he heard the words, and turned his eyes to Braxton, who had been staying with his fiancée not far away. Judging from his posture, he seemed to be debating whether to break up the fight or help his wife beat his brother-in-law together.

What if a tiger wearing wolf skin is mixed into the wolf pack in advance?

With this thought in his mind, he raised his hand and waved to the other party, "Braxton, I remember you said that you once worked as a safety contractor for a mining company here?"

Not far away, Braxton's eyes lit up when he heard this. He has been feeling aggrieved ever since he returned to this hellish place. Now it's finally his turn to show off?